However, everything that was playing out before him was so unbelievably real.

  Mu Donglin witnessed everything and saw Mu Xichen fall to the ground. Immediately, he felt as though he had been pushed over, hitting the floor with a thud.

  The moment he opened his eyes, he was surrounded by darkness.

  It was so pitch black that even the air reeked of hopelessness.

  Mu Donglin clearly realized where he was.

  He was lying down on the wooden bench in the prison cell.

  The bench was long and wide, not even close to a bed.

  This prison looked better than the one Mu Xichen was in.

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  Even though it seemed like only a dream.

  However, Mu Donglin felt an indescribable sense of emptiness in his heart. At the same time, there was an indescribable sense of oppression.

  He felt suffocated, as though he would die even before he was executed.

  Mu Donglin stared into the endless night in a daze, in an all consuming silence.

  It had been a long time since Li Beinian had slept so lightly.

  Ever since she got married to Mu Xichen, she had been sleeping comfortably almost every night.

  It had been more than a month since Mu Donglin went to jail. Although she would occasionally think of things related to Mu Donglin, it wasn’t like tonight. Her mind was full of the things that had happened before. Her heart was filled with hatred, fear, and confusion.

  She was woken up by another nightmare. She opened her eyes and panted heavily. Her hair and back were drenched in perspiration.

  Recently, Li Beinian hadn’t been sleeping well. She slept lightly at night and occasionally had nightmares. During the day, she couldn’t help but feel drowsy, which affected her filming.

  Fortunately, she had already joined the crew half a month ago.

  She did not have many scenes in “Stinging Vine”, and the schedule had already been set. The filming of most of her scenes had been completed and the progress bar was at the midway mark.

  If all went smoothly, they would probably finish filming the remaining scenes in another week.

  Li Beinian got up and poured herself a glass of mineral water. After gulping down a few mouthfuls, she finally suppressed the frustration she was feeling.

  She placed the glass back on the table and sat back down on the bed.

  Suddenly, she realized that her phone, which had been placed close by the bed, had lit up. It immediately caught her eye.

  She looked in that direction and saw an image which was both familiar and foreign.

  At some point, Mu Xichen had replaced the very generic picture of the clear blue sky and white clouds with a picture of her.

  She had no idea when Mu Xichen had stolen this shot. It was a side profile image of her sans makeup. Her complexion was clean and pale, and against the light, her skin was beautifully translucent.

  She bore a faint smile and was looking straight ahead, gentle and pretty.

  Li Beinian smiled and picked it up. She immediately saw the message that he had sent through.

  It was a voice message.

  His deep voice rang out like he was only next to her, so seductive that it seemed to be tickling her ear. “Wifey, are you asleep?”