But on that night, I had a dream.

In the dream, my parents were covered in blood, lying in front of me. I dreamt that my sister died in my arms.

I tightly held my sister who had long lost her breath.

In the dream, I screamed in pain, but it was useless. I had nothing left.

They would never come back.

And in front of me stood a man and a woman.

The me in the dream stared at the man and woman with intense hatred.

The two people in front of me looked at me with disdainful and mocking eyes as I screamed in agony.

I looked at them and, with a hoarse voice, said word by word:

"Lin Ru, Li Xuan. Your time to die has come!"

And then, I woke up.

I don't know what happened after the dream.

But I only know the heart-wrenching pain of losing loved ones in a dream.

Even after waking up, my heart still ached and couldn't recover for a long time.

I wiped away the tears on my face, but they wouldn't dry.

Every time I thought of what happened in the dream, my tears would uncontrollably flow.

Lin Ru, Li Xuan.

I murmured these two names.

I recalled their appearances in the dream.

It seems they are the people with intense hatred in the notes that I wanted to kill.

If, I suppose, the dream I just had is something that may happen in the future.

Then I finally understand why there is such a strong hatred towards them in the notes.

Because even though I knew it was just a dream, my heart still ached so much after waking up.

If it actually happens...

Thinking of this, my eyes turned red.

I looked at the mirror, reflecting my current fierce and crazed expression.

Yes, I will go mad!