The Tycoon's Enchanted Mermaid-Chapter 123 - : Dreams

Chapter 123: Chapter 123: Dreams

Ah Da opened the mobile shopping app: there were 98,000 portions left, each priced at 18 yuan, with a discount package of twelve for 200 yuan. By her calculations, the package was a better deal.

She decided to buy, and acted immediately.

When making the payment, she realized the skin care portions couldn’t be bought in bulk; they needed to be added one by one, and couldn’t be purchased all at once, which was really user-unfriendly.

Ah Da fiddled around for over two hours to complete the purchase of over 90,000 portions, until her fingertips were numb.

Afterward, looking at the balance reminder in the text message, she thought of Qin Yu’s indifference during dinner. She tugged at the ear of the panda plushie, deciding to transfer all her remaining money to him.

WeChat didn’t allow large transfers, so Ah Da figured transferring a little every day would do. The museum would take a long time to start being used anyway, and earning real money from it probably wouldn’t happen until next year.

Ah Da counted on her fingers, suddenly feeling that time slowed down after she emerged from the incense burner. A year used to seem like just a blink of an eye to her.

Now it felt far away.

Every day seemed full of events, enriching, joyful, and colorful.

She was very happy today too, the only upset being that Qin Yu seemed angry. He was silent during the meal and after, going straight upstairs with a cold face.

Ah Da turned over, hugging the panda plushie at the head of the bed, rubbing its fluffy ears, unable to shake off her lingering concerns.

In the quiet, empty villa, a “click” was heard at dawn, and a head peeked through the door crack. After observing for a while, a delicate figure stealthily emerged.

Qin Yu lived in the master bedroom on the second floor. Ah Da, clutching the plushie, walked leisurely to his door. Her slippers were cute rabbit designs, their long ears casting shadows on the carpet.

Staring at the door, Ah Da looked somewhat distracted.

Tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep, thinking of Qin Yu’s expression at dinner, she impulsively ran over.

At this late hour, Qin Yu should already be asleep.

Ah Da pursed her lips, thinking it’s best not to disturb him. He worked so hard every day. She’d talk to him tomorrow.

The rabbit slippers spun, and just as Ah Da was about to leave, she suddenly heard a faint noise from inside the room, and stopped in her tracks.

“…”

Ah Da turned around, frowning. This sound… it was somewhat familiar. Could it be that Qin Yu was having a nightmare again?

Hadn’t he been free from them for a long time?

Why all of a sudden?

Thinking of his distress during a nightmare, Ah Da worried and hurriedly pushed open the door and ran inside.

The man’s heavy, painful, repressed breathing filled the dim room; it sounded like the struggle of someone on the brink of death.

Qin Yu lay in bed, drenched as if he had just come out of water, his hair strands even glistening with moisture.

His eyes were tightly shut, his thin lips pressed into a straight line. Despite being caught in a nightmare, the bedding was still in order, his fingers tensely clenched at his sides, and veins bulging on the backs of his hands.

The panda plushie fell to the ground. Ah Da placed her hands on his arms, urgently calling his name.

“Qin Yu, Qin Yu, what’s wrong?”

“Qin Yu!”

Ah Da, frantic, climbed onto the bed and pulled back the covers, his neck too was covered in sweat.

She placed her hand on his forehead, not expecting that although he was sweating all over, his body temperature was frighteningly low, even his forehead was cool.

Without a pause to think, Ah Da infused him with Spiritual Power. She didn’t know how to treat the nightmare, but could only follow previous experience and use Spiritual Power to soothe his soul.

“Please wake up, Qin Yu.”

Ah Da kept calling him anxiously.

Hoping he would regain consciousness.

Qin Yu was suspended in a deep sea, where all was silent, as if he was the only person left in the world. The water flooded his nostrils, and the searing pain in his chest along with the instinct to survive made him struggle desperately to swim upwards.

Just as he was about to break the surface of the water, a pair of pale, bloodless hands tightly gripped his shoulders, pressing him down, “Go die, just go die!”

“Why haven’t you died yet, once you’re dead, he will feel guilty, doesn’t he love mourning the dead the most?”

“You are his son, you should go die!”

Separated by the sea water, that face was blurred yet clear, his memory flashed back to an evening in his childhood, sitting on the couch reading a book, as the woman walked in with a plate of fruit.

“Yu’er, come, have some fruit.”

Her blue dress and long hair framed a beautiful face with a charming smile. Qin Yu looked up, laid down his book, and slowly reached out his hand.

In the next second, the sky outside erupted with thunderstorms, and the woman viciously choked him against the floor, her eyes bloodshot and her ferocious expression twisting her beautiful face into something terrifying.

“Tell me, are you also secretly hiding things from me like he does, who did you go to see today?”

“Not listening, becoming less and less obedient…”

“Just like him, you don’t listen either!”

She appeared crazed, grabbing the fruit knife that had fallen to the floor and slashing at his arm, fresh red blood splashing onto her face.

Before long, a sharp scream echoed through the hallway; it was still the woman’s voice. Someone entered from outside, and the scene turned into utter chaos.

The boy, covered in blood, lay on the ground, blankly staring at the ceiling light as his vision gradually blurred.

The lavish hall vanished, and once again, he was at the bottom of the sea, those bloodless hands still pressing down on his shoulders, ceaselessly clamoring to kill him.

Qin Yu’s lips curled into a mocking smile. Ah Da had only moved out a few days ago, and yet she had returned.

The fragments of the car accident memory kept flashing.

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An excruciating suffocating pain numbed his entire body, his consciousness hazy. It seemed that there was a light on the surface of the sea, something extending towards him, and he mustered a bit of strength, reaching out to grasp it.

Qin Yu suddenly opened his eyes as if he had just struggled up from the depths of the sea, gasping for fresh air, feeling the sweat that had soaked through his pajamas.

“Are you awake?”

A voice resounded by his ear like thunder shattering the night, bringing Qin Yu fully back to his senses.

He suddenly realized that in his hand was a young girl’s hand, red from his tight grasp. She knelt beside him, biting her lip, her porcelain white face full of concern and worry.

“Qin Yu, are you okay?”

Qin Yu stared at her for a long time, then closed his eyes, calmed himself, and reopened them. He let go of her hand, propped himself up in bed, and reached out to turn on the light.

“How did you get here?”

He asked.

Ah Da rubbed her wrist. The spell had not yet finished when Qin Yu suddenly woke up, grabbing her hand with great strength.

“I…”

Ah Da’s words halted at her lips. She saw the man leaning against the bedhead, his lips pale, his forehead covered in fine sweat, his eyes bloodshot. He looked so weak.

She had never seen him like this before.

“You’ve sweated a lot.”

Ah Da turned and pulled out two tissues from the nightstand, leaning over to wipe his sweat, “Your body temperature is so low, are you very scared? Don’t be afraid, everything in a dream is fake.”

Listening to the young girl nervously comforting him, Qin Yu couldn’t help but laugh softly, feeling some strength return to his body, he pulled her hand down, looking up into her eyes, and asked softly,

“Who told you that everything in a dream is fake?”

Ah Da bowed her head, her long eyelashes fluttering, her glistening eyes as if drenched in twin pools of autumn water, sincere and clear.

“…It’s just a dream, isn’t it?” she said.

Qin Yu cast his eyes down, tugging the corner of his mouth lightly, “Have you never heard that, whatever one longs for in the day, will appear in a dream at night? What one fears the most, will emerge in their nightmares.”