Chapter 234: Chapter 234: That woman, call her Xiao Qi
After a long while, he heard his voice again: "Alright, get her more food; she’s too thin, and the upcoming experiment will be hard to continue."
"I’ll leave this to you then, and let me know if anything happens."
Doctor said this, and his footsteps gradually faded away.
Soon, the only figure left in the line of sight was the young woman in front of him.
Her face was unclear, her features indistinguishable.
But Yun Qiluo could hear her voice, very gentle:
"Little Qi, just hang in there this time, and it’ll be okay..."
Halfway through his sleep, Yan Yan noticed that the young girl in his arms started to restlessly stir, clutching his arm tightly.
Even her once soft and small body began to gradually tense up.
Her whole body was filled with unfamiliar defensiveness and alertness.
He instantly became wide awake and, looking down, saw Yun Qiluo’s tightly furrowed brows, her face even paler than when she was kidnapped that day.
She bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth so hard that her lips were engorged with blood.
As if she had encountered something terrifying.
Yan Yan was first stunned, then quickly realized she was having a nightmare again.
He immediately lowered his voice and called her: "Yun Qiluo, Yun Qiluo!"
The young girl still had no reaction, pulled into a deep abyss of pain by the nightmare.
The strength of her grasp on his arm suddenly increased, like that of a dying person clutching at the last straw.
Soon, Yan Yan’s hand was squeezed blue, but his expression barely changed.
In the moonlight, his stunning face remained lazy and indifferent, and even his gaze didn’t waver.
He just looked down at the young girl in his arms with slightly furrowed brows.
After several minutes, for reasons unknown, she finally began to relax as if she had dreamed of something else.
She still wouldn’t let go of the man’s arm, however.
Yan Yan freed up his other hand to gently stroke her hair, soaked with cold sweat, trying to help her relax.
At this moment, Yun Qiluo’s eyelashes fluttered slightly.
Then she opened her eyes, stared at the ceiling, a trace of vacancy and bewilderment in her gaze.
Yan Yanfeng’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, calling her: "Little thing?"
"Mmm..."
Yun Qiluo mumbled softly, blinking her eyes as her pupils slowly began to focus, turning to look at him.
Seeing the familiar pretty face, her pale complexion slowly improved.
Then, as if thinking of something, she suddenly burrowed into his arms without a word.
Her small hands wrapped tightly around his slim waist, saying nothing, just burying her head in his chest, with only a pair of dark, clear eyes staring at him unblinkingly.
Her eyes were filled with panic and unease.
Yan Yanxin’s heart ached once more, and the brows he had lowered became tinged with some pity.
Instinctively, he hugged her tiny, heartbreaking body, softly asking:
"Had a nightmare?"
Yun Qiluo mumbled a response: "Mm."
Her nasal tone was soft, like that of an undeveloped child.
There was even a hint of grievance.
After cuddling in his arms for a while, she finally managed to detach herself from the dream.
She murmured quietly again: "Beautiful woman, I never want to dream again, everything in dreams feels so scary!"
Yan Yan paused, a dim light flickering in his phoenix eyes.
Spoke again, his voice still low and coaxing: "What did you dream about?"
She has no memory, so the dreams are likely linked to her past life.
His people had been investigating her identity for so long without any leads, maybe they could start with her dreams.
From a rational standpoint, Yan Yan hoped she’d recall something.
But holding her, he also hoped she wouldn’t remember.