Chapter twenty five
Lin wei was in a dream. In this dream, she was playing in the meadow, with butterflies and a crown woven of flowers on her head.
She was smiling and laughing so wide. Then all of a sudden, a ridiculously tall man and an handsome face descended from heaven.
The sun was swallowed by dark cloud and he was holding out a single dark flower for her. The butterflies fizzled into dust and the meadow suddenly turned into a scary forest.
"Who are you?" Lin wei asked, scared. She took a step backward.
"I'm here to make your life a living hell," his long fingers stretched out the flowers.
Lin wei stared from the dark rose up to the man's glacier blue eyes and gave a loud scream.
She scrambled up from the bed, dazzled and confused and dripping with sweat.
Who was she? What was her name? Why was she here? But most importantly, where is here?
Footsteps sounded near and she quickly dug herself into the bed, covering her head with the blanket.
