Chapter 6.1: What is the truth?

Translator: Tinni_15
Editor: Infinity
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The sky was completely dark, and the brilliance of the first quarter of the moon slanted in from the window. Naze quietly sat on the bed and frowned. At that moment, Momo was on the bed, immersed in her nightmare, cold sweat left behind on her delicate skin, while her teeth chattered on.

“Mom, mom!” Momo, an eight-year-old girl, woke up from her dreams with violent shocks. Why did her mother pounced on her?!

“Momo, my Momo.” The mother"s face suddenly became pale, and the child who was near her feet, me,showed a gentle smile. The posture didn"t change. It was just her husband, who was driving a car, heard the loud noise. “Jia Wei?”

*Struggling, coughing, coughing* Momo couldn"t see the place, she whispered in a voice accompanied by a cough, "I am here."

“Momo and I," her mother"s lips trembled.
Momo kept groaning, and a dark red fluid slowly left her mouth, but the words were still gentle and steady, "We are.. fine."

After a while, Momo heard her Dad answer: “Me too.”

“Momo isn"t afraid.” Momo always remembered how warm and beautiful her mother"s smile was.

“Mom and dad are here.”

“You"re lying, you"re all deceiving me!” Momo accused them in her dream. The young body gradually grew up, and the bright red blood covered her whole body.

“Mom, you were gone, you lied to me.You have already left me!”

In the wreckage body of the car, just as her whole body gradually sank into the blood, a warm palm slowly touched her cheeks, whispering her name over and over again, “Momo, Momo, don"t be afraid.”

When she heard that, Momo struggled to run into the green “colour” of the sun, her body shook, and opened her eyes fiercely, “Don"t go!”

He didn"t think she would open her eyes without warning. Naze"s hand was still wiping off her tears, but he kept his distance from her.

Momo grabbed his hand and said, "You"re going to run away again today. Is it fun to hide from me?”

Naze"s mouth opened and closed, and looked at Momo"s serious face. Then he said nervously, “I thought you wouldn"t want to see me.”

“How would you know that I wouldn"t want to see you after I wake up from two days of coma, without you appearing before me." Momo climbed up, and slammed the bed hard. If he didn"t give her a reason, she would still talk to him regardless.

“Are you not afraid of me?” Naze thought of the scene when she pa.s.sed out at the party, and his heart hurt.

Momo looked up at Naze for a long time, her eyes were focused and brave, then she reached out and gently touched his hair, initiating her first physical contact with Naze. Watching Naze surprised, Momo was touched.

“Yes, I am afraid of blood, no one can not be afraid of things that they don"t understand, but,” Momo raised her head slightly in the darkness, and the pain and warmth of her dream gradually became clear. For a long time, the contradictory mood began to stretch. Her black eyes were different in the moonlight, “but I am more afraid of unnecessary loss and separation.”

“Momo?!” Naze"s hand began to shake unnaturally.

“You listen to me, Naze Vatican, I will only say this once,” Momo squatted in the middle of the bed, and her long hair wrapped around her milk white colored nightdress. There was a thrilling beauty. “I can"t remember the pa.s.sage of us together. But I think it must have been a wonderful journey. I can"t remember the reason why we are together, but I believe it must be fated.”