C132 I'm Going to be Beaten to Death by Them

I had a bad dream. It was full of the black pointy umbrella and the dark red blood of my mother-in-law. I was so scared that I woke up after struggling.

Under the dim yellow light, Ann Muye, who was leaning against my side, held my hand and fell asleep. I didn't dare to move, afraid that I would wake him up.

With him around, I felt a lot more at ease