Murder the Dream Guy - Chapter 619

Chapter 619: The Second Episode

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“…”

Hmph! Xiang Wan lowered her eyelids.

“Well, you think too much.”

Her hair was wet, her eyes were wet; the whole person was wet. Under the flowing water, she looked like a flower blooming in the misty rain. The awkwardness and uneasiness appropriately decorated with shyness and coyness were attractive in Bai Muchuan’s eyes.

His gaze was deep. “Is that right?”

Xiang Wan’s mind was wandering about and was startled when she heard that. “What?”

Bai Muchuan smiled in a low tone. “Is the strength too light or heavy?”

“…” Xiang Wan mumbled. “Just nice.”

He peered at her occasionally, stopped talking and started to bathe her carefully and patiently with small and meticulous movements as if the woman before him was a unique treasure…

Xiang Wan’s heartbeat was erratic and she couldn’t calm down.

It was sometimes fast, sometimes slow!

Unable to control.

She kept quiet and tried her best to endure it…

“Comfortable?”

Bai Muchuan stared at her quietly.

“Mm.” Xiang Wan felt her cheeks burning slightly and pretended that she had not understood his words. Bai Muchuan did not pursue an answer and continued to lather the shower gel in his palm before applying it gently on her. His big hand moved up and down; his eyes under the warm lights seemed to glimmer, the muscles on his arm would heave, and Xiang Wan was starting to get more uncomfortable.

“… I think it’s enough!”

“Mm? That’s all?”

“Just rinse off the soap!”

“Continue a little more?” He was very serious. “There are still some places that have not been washed.”

He crouched down slowly, lifted her leg gently and applied the soap on her foot, massaging it carefully. As she watched his long fingers making their way up to her calf, she got goosebumps all over.

“Bai Muchuan!” Xiang Wan hugged him at the waist. “Stop…”

“What’s the matter?” The water droplets on him shimmered on his skin; filled with the evil desire to conquer…

Xiang Wan couldn’t say a word while he showed a smile. “Just be good and let me serve you…”

“…”

“Is this… alright?”

“…”

“You want it?”

“…”

“Say something.”

“Yeah!”

He held her lightly. “Good!”

… This was a long process.

The gentle bath, comfortable temperature, the unrestrained man… All of this catalyzed the secretion of dopamine that dominated the will of Xiang Wan to make her and him become one. In the misty shower room, they used up all of their strength to make each other happy. After that, Bai Muchuan tucked her to bed and they entered dreamland…

The lights in the bedroom were switched off.

The dreams in the darkness felt real and mysterious.

Xiang Wan was caught by the plots in her novel and dreamt about it.

It was like she was watching a drama series as one dream took place after another.

It felt like it had taken place in reality, yet at the same time, she felt like it was a plot that she had written in her novel.

She dreamt that she was typing very fast as she recorded what had happened in her dreams…

She was confused somewhat.

So she was also dreaming inside her dream, woke up and recorded down what had happened in the dream…?

Xiang Wan was bewildered.

The helpless and puzzled feeling woke her up from the dream!

It was pitch dark inside the room.

Bai Muchuan slept beside her soundly, his breathing sounds were steady and rhythmic.

And she realized that she had a dream!

She huffed a sigh and gently pushed away the hand that was on her waist. She felt for her mobile phone in the dark and started to recall what she had dreamt. She wanted to note it all down.

These were her experiences.

Sometimes, she would have many wonderful ideas and thoughts in her dream but when she woke up the next day, she would have forgotten what the ideas and thoughts were about.

Hence, she had to immediately write down whatever she could remember, even though it was three o’clock in the wee hours.

Of course, sometimes when she looked at what she had noted down in the morning, she would find it amusing and funny as the ideas and thoughts written were unrelated to her current novel…

After Xiang Wan recorded them and saved it, she was surprised to see something on her phone.

In her word processing app, Pages, there was a document.

It was a document that didn’t belong to her.

Xiang Wan felt strange but opened it nonetheless.

The title of the document was horrifying—The Second Episode of the Murderer’s Script.

Good grief!

Her ears were ringing and her mind went blank.

She stared intently at the document that appeared out of nowhere in her Pages app.

…

The building was like a maze.

She was running as fast as she could. As she ran, she looked around her surroundings…

She seemed to be looking for something, her eyes were full of panic.

Oh, she was looking for a kid.

Just an hour ago, she received a message. Someone asked her to come here.

If she was any slower, that kid would have become a corpse.

Yes, it was a kid.

She ran like crazy. Even though she was weary from all the running, she didn’t dare to stop.

“Where are you? Where are you?”

She was shouting and she could see nothing.

“… Call the police! Maybe I should call the police!” she was thinking.

“No, I can’t!” she immediately refuted the idea.

The kid would die.

If she called the police, the kid would die…

She could only find the kid on her own…

Before he dies…

This was the challenge!

The lights of the building were very dim and a lot of places were pitch dark. She was holding a flashlight and would often stumble and fall then get back up again repeatedly…

The corridor was long and she was climbing the stairs on all fours. Her feet were grazed and her hands scraped, yet she seemed to feel no pain.

Just keep on looking!

Find the kid!

I must find the kid! she thought.

In the darkness, she could only hear her own panting…

Gasping helplessly and a strong feeling of dread!

But, she had not managed to find the kid.

She had not found the kid—

Where? Where is the kid?

Only the surrounding darkness answered her…

She looked around in horror. The light beam from the flashlight seemed faint as it was enveloped in shadow.

“Hey kid… where are you?… where are you…?”

Her feet finally carried her over the last flight of stairs.

It was the rooftop.

She had arrived at the rooftop.

The howling sounds of the wind felt ominous, as if demons were calling out to her.

A small figure was not far away from her. He was standing on the edge of the roof, teetering on unsteady legs as if he would fall down any moment…

“Don’t move!” she sprinted to the boy in joy.

She saw hope.

She could save him!

She almost succeeded.

Yet the moment she rushed towards him, the little kid’s small body plunged rapidly down from the edge of the roof.

“NO!”

Only her shrill scream was heard in the strong winds on the rooftop!

Under the moonlight, her face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

Her face could be seen clearly.

Finally, she could be seen clearly.

She was… oh, Xie Wanwan.

It was Xie Wanwan. It was her!