While the film was being edited and prepared for release, the two of them returned to the manor.
Another night of nightmares.
Gu Nian'an clutched the bedsheet and jolted awake, his disheveled fringe plastered to his sweat-drenched forehead. He struggled to rouse himself from the nightmare, taking deep breaths to calm the fear inside him.
Fu Xiuyuan was still in a meeting at the company and had not come home.
Only faint birdsong broke the manor's quiet night. Moonlight spilled through the window onto the floor, casting hazy patterns of light and shadow.
Gu Nian'an slowly stood up and stumbled a little as he walked to the window. He gazed out at the rose garden, trying hard to bring himself back to full awareness.
He had lost count of how many nights in a row this had happened. Every time he fell asleep, he would plunge into a different nightmare and struggle endlessly, some from his previous life and others from this one.
Those painful memories became nightmares, one after another. Like venomous snakes, they tormented him every night, biting into his heart again and again and releasing the pain buried deep within.
The scenes in his nightmares seemed to weave together the past, the present, and an illusory future, making him feel as though he had fallen into an abyss, unable to resist or escape.
Every dream made him feel as though he had lived through the past all over again. It was agonizing, bitter beyond measure, and the immense pain weighed on him until he could barely breathe. He leaned against the window, hoping the cold night breeze would help clear his head a little.
His phone rang just then. Gu Nian'an dazedly lifted his eyelids and answered it.
A slightly worried male voice came from the other