C151 It Was He Who Let Me Go

He suddenly grabbed my hand and shouted, "Who are you? Why can't I see your face? Stop, don't leave …" "Don't go …"

"Mo Qianjue? What's the matter with you? " I asked tentatively.

Mo Qianjue broke out in a cold sweat as he let go of my hand in a trance. Perhaps he was having a nightmare. I thought it was really strange that someone like Mo Qianjue could have nightmares.

After settling him down