novelraw Chapter 372: Abyss (3)
Chapter 372: Abyss (3)
Chapter 372: Abyss (3)At around two in the morning when silence had filled every corner of the streets, Jia’s head was rolling head side to side as she lay seated at the same place in her room. She didn’t know if it was sleep kicking in or the effects of Mingshen’s medicines but her tired eyelids were drowsily blinking to sleep.
"And that’s how..." Jia rubbed her eyes. "I helped Lihua complete her project back in fifth grade..."
"I was right in not holding much expectations from her," Mingshen said from the other side of the call.
The only thing he wanted ever since he left the award ceremony was for Jia to continue talking to him. It didn’t matter about what or what time it was, he simply wanted to keep hearing her voice.
"Don’t say like that...Lihua is a bright girl..."
Jia then heard the bedroom door creaking open and froze.
"Mingshen, s-somebody has broke into my room!" She whispered and attempted to get on her feet but felt too weak in her knees.
With a click, the bedroom lights came to life, making Jia immediately shut her eyes in response.
"He switched on the light to take me my surprise! Gun...gun...where is my gun...?" She tiredly shuffled through her drawer.
"How does that thief look to you, Spicy?"
"Finding my gun is more important..."
Feeling a shadow loom over her, Jia felt a chill run down her spine and she slowly looked up. She blinked continuously at a slow pace as she stared at the intruder.
"Mingshen that thief...seems to look a lot like you. Do you have a twin?"
Mingshen said, "It would be a waste to have another one like me, wouldn’t it?"
Jia rubbed her eyes and looked up again yet even through hazy vision, she could still see Mingshen standing before her.
"You have...wings?" she scrunched her brows. "O-or is it teleportation magic?"
Mingshen slowly lowered his phone from his ear and stared at the state she was in. He threw a glance across the room, which was nothing but a mess. Two large and empty pizza boxes were flung at the side while some pill strips lay scattered on the other side.
But what felt like poison coursing through his veins was Jia’s face. Her beautiful black eyes that always reflected strength and confidence, seemed lost and hopeless. From being sharp and no-nonsense, she was reduced to a frightened, defenseless woman who feared to face the light.
He slowly sat down beside her, making Jia scrunch her brows. She dazedly stared at him and while still in disbelief, her hand reached out to touch his face. It patted across his eyes, nose and forehead.
"Is it possible to be able to touch something physical in your dream?" Her head tipped to the side.
With his hands on his knees, he rested his chin upon them and leaned forward with a smile.
"You can always touch me whether it is a dream or reality."
Shocked, Jia stumbled back with her jaw-dropped. It was still difficult to grasp but somehow from London, Mingshen was now in Beijing, in her apartment and in her bedroom.
"I-It is really you?"
"Yes."
Her unblinking gaze was fixed at his, stunned. "...Why? Wait!"
She breathlessly