When Wen Nan was lingering with Lin Xue Mei on the carpet beside the sofa, a golden light suddenly appeared and pierced straight through Lin Xue Mei's body.
Her skin, white with a hint of pink blush, was split open by the golden light from the middle.
Wen Nan's brow furrowed as the scene before his eyes gradually broke apart under the glare of the piercing golden light.
When he regained his senses, he was back in room 404 of Taoyuan Mental Hospital, finding himself still lying on the same bed, and in front of him stood Yu Shujun, holding a sword and looking at him coldly.
Wen Nan propped himself up with his arms and rubbed his head.
Recalling what had just happened, it felt like a dream within a dream.
The dream within a dream was forcibly awakened, and he returned to the first layer of the dream.
