He had dinner, took a bath, read a book, and the piano music still continued.

In the house opposite—

Chen Fen came up holding a glass of milk.

"Madam, you’ve been playing for a long time, take a break."

Nangong Ruyue did not answer, but insisted on finishing the piece before stopping.

She turned slightly, took the milk Chen Fen handed over, and drank it unhurriedly.

Chen Fen helped her close the piano lid and then pulled the white cloth over it.

After drinking the milk, Nangong Ruyue held her belly and got up, slowly walking to the window.

She opened the curtain a small crack and looked at the window on the second floor opposite.

Xiao Zexin’s bedroom was still lit, but she didn’t know what he was doing now.

Nangong Ruyue stood for a long time, until her body grew tired, and then she turned to rest.

Meanwhile, Xiao Zexin lay on his bed, and in the absence of piano music, his mind also lost control.

However, he was already used to it, he knew it was not real.

Yet, he couldn’t dispel those terrifying images.

......

The lights on both sides went out one after another, Xiao Zexin took the medicine and closed his eyes, falling into a deep sleep.

Then, he had a dream—

In the dream, Nangong Ruyue was lying in bed, sleeping sweetly.

He pushed the bedroom door open, holding a knife in his hand.

The light from outside shone in, the blade reflecting a dazzling cold light—

The carpet absorbed the sound of his footsteps.

He came to the bedside, sat down gently, his eyes fixated on Nangong Ruyue’s belly.

Under that bulging abdomen, was a fresh life about to be born.

His hand trembled as he stroked her belly...

Through the clothes and skin, he felt the life jumping under his palm.

The child’s vitality was strong, and the vivid life made his blood circulate faster.

In his mind, a voice kept urging him.

[This is Nangong Xu’s child, kill him, kill him—]

[Nangong Xu is utterly reprehensible, his child deserves to die, kill him!]

[If you don’t kill his child, he will kill your child, and your two grandchildren.]

[Do it, kill him...]

That voice was like a demon, controlling his mind, his body.

Making him lose control!

The hand holding the knife rose slowly, he was a doctor, he knew exactly how to cut.

His hand was trembling, but he couldn’t control himself...

If he didn’t make the cut, his nightmare would never end.

But he couldn’t make the cut, that was Ruyue, the woman he loved most.

How could he hurt her...

But his hand wouldn’t obey his will.

No matter how he resisted, the hand holding the knife unwaveringly plunged down—

"Ah—" Xiao Zexin suddenly woke up from the nightmare.

His eyes were full of terror: "Ruyue, Ruyue!"

He frantically searched, his body suddenly tumbling off the bed.

The pain sobered him up a bit, and he realized he had another nightmare.

The sky had not yet brightened, a patch of smoky blue color.

Xiao Zexin lay on the floor, gasping for breath.

Sweat covered his forehead, his thin lips tightly pressed together, his face extremely pale.

His hands were clenched tightly, the veins on the back of his hands were about to burst out.

The hallucinogen remaining in his brain was decreasing day by day.

But his nightmares never disappeared.

He was a doctor, more aware than anyone, that he had been completely brainwashed.

Hypnotism combined with a hallucinogen, the nightmare had taken root deeply in his mind!

He simply couldn’t stop the hallucinations.