"Grandma!"

Yuna screamed and suddenly jumped up from the bed with sweat all over her head. She couldn't even tell where she was at the moment. She just wanted to see her grandma right away, so she removed the quilts and got out of bed.

Due to the fact that she had laid in bed for too long without having eaten a thing, she fell the moment she stepped out of bed. Her whole body simply collapsed.

Wesley walked in from outside and saw Yuna falling down. He rushed over the hold her, but it was too late. He could only lift her up as soon as he could.

"Yuna, you..." Wesley was about to admonish her when he saw Yuna's red eyes. His words stopped and were turned into an inquiry. "What's wrong?"

Yuna lifted her head and helplessly caught Wesley, "Wesley, something happened to my grandma. I saw..." Her eyes felt a warm flow and tears came out first before her words.

"You've slept all day. How could you see your grandma?" Wesley frowned. "You just had a nightmare."

"No, it was not a nightmare..." In Yuna's mind, it was real. She shook her head and said, "I want to go home! I have to see my grandma!" Then, she tried to rush out.

Wesley caught Yuna just in time. "We're not in Glasgow!"

"...We're not in Glasgow?" Yuna looked around and realized she was on an island with Wesley, which was more than a thousand miles away from Glasgow.

Therefore, what Wesley said was correct. She couldn't have seen her grandma.

"So, the things that just happened were really just a nightmare?"

Yuna scratched her head and tried to clear her mind. "We're on the island. This morning... didn't you tell me that you would take me to some place? Why am I still on the island?"

Wesley frowned even more. "Something wrong happened to the boat on our way. You ate some wild fruit in the jungle. Did you forget?"

Yuna tried hard to think about it and the feeling of how her stomach ached finally came up to her mind.

Later, Wesley had carried her to the boat on his back...

But then, did Wesley take her back to the island?

Yuna's memories became fragments which couldn't be stitched back together at the moment. She didn't know the reason why her stomach suddenly ached and looked at Wesley while in a blank. "Was that kind of wild fruit poisonous? Can it induce nightmares? But I've eaten it before and I never felt anything wrong."

Wesley avoided Yuna's frenzied eyes and replied quite unnaturally, "They shouldn't be eaten during your period."

"..." Yuna stopped and felt quite awkward about it. She nervously reached her hand to Wesley. "Give me your cellphone. I want to call my grandma." The nightmare seemed too real to her so she still felt worried about it.

"It's half past eleven in the evening. Your grandma must have gone to sleep." Wesley asked calmly, "Are you sure you want to bother her just because of a nightmare?"

Yuna,"..." He was right. She couldn't make the phone call right then. If there was nothing wrong with her grandma, the call would only worry her.

She touched her belly as if nothing had ever happened. "I slept for so long? No wonder I'm so hungry!"

Then, she put on her shoes and walked directly to the diner.

The waiter at the diner saw Yuna and smiled, "Miss Xu, you're awake?"

"...You're still working?" Yuna stared at her eyes. "I wanted to find some random food for myself."

"Mr. Mu asked us to." The waiter passed the menu to Yuna. "He was afraid that you might feel hungry by the time you woke up. Take a look and tell me what you want to eat. You can order food not listed on the menu. The cook can make it for you."

Yuna held the menu and was confused-Wesley specially ordered the staff in the diner to work overtime for her?

Didn't it sound like a fairytale?

At last, Yuna asked for a bowl of porridge and chose a seat beside the window.

The lights on the island were lit overnight. She looked out through the window and had a great view of the wonderful night scenery of the island.

However, with time going by, her mind subconsciously went back to the nightmare which had worried her all night long.

She seldom dreamed at night, not to mention a dream which seemed so real. Could it be only a nightmare like Wesley said?

Before Yuna could think about an answer, Wesley showed up at the diner.

He sat across her gave the cellphone back to her. "You can call Auntie Sun."

Yuna's eyes brightened. How did she forget about it? If she called Auntie Sun, it wouldn't affect her granny's rest!

She instantly turned on the phone and dialed Auntie Sun's number, but the only message she got was that her Auntie's phone was powered off.

She felt down. That bad feeling came back to her mind again.

"Miss Xu, this is the porridge you wanted." The waiter served Yuna with the fresh and delicious porridge. "Enjoy."

"Thanks." Yuna mechanically stirred the porridge in the bowl; all kinds of different reasons why Auntie Sun's phone was off flashed in her brain. Her face turned even darker.

Wesley felt somewhat guilty after giving her that advice. He took a look at his watch and said, "We'll be back in Glasgow by morning. There are only six hours left."

Six hours...

Yuna thought about it and realized six hours were not too long to wait. Reassured, she nodded and started to eat the porridge.

In the end, they went back to the cabin together.

Yuna quickly took a shower and lay in bed. But she just couldn't fall asleep. Maybe it was because she had overslept during the daytime or she was simply still worried.

She moved for a while and then Wesley also walked out from the bathroom. She looked at him with her mind a blank, not knowing what to say. The atmosphere in the room was a bit embarrassing.

Finally Wesley broke the silence. "Turn off the light. Don't speak. I want to sleep.

Yuna answered him with an "oh," then reached out her hand to turn off the lamp on the bedstand. The entire room was swallowed by darkness. She could feel Wesley lying down on the other side of the bed.

When really thinking about it, they... they hadn't slept in a bed peacefully like that.

At the moment, the air in the room seemed to be frozen. Yuna caught an end of the quilt and was careful even with her breath.

"Cover yourself with the quilt." Wesley's cold voice cut through the darkness and went into Yuna's ears.

Yuna became stiff and then replied. She pulled over the quilt and covered herself. She couldn't help wondering, "Since when did Wesley become so careful and garrulous? He even worries about whether I had a quilt?"

"Maybe it's because he's sleeping by the seaside?"

Wesley saw Yuna covered in the quilt, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In just a moment, Yuna heard his breath become shallow and stable in silence.

From what she knew about Wesley, she could tell that he was indeed asleep.

She was relieved. She bravely changed into a more comfortable sleeping position and saw Wesley's face with the dim light coming from outside of the window.

While looking at his face, Yuna suddenly wanted to punch him.

If it weren't for his face, she wouldn't have tasted the real feeling of love, and her life and plans wouldn't have been bothered like that.

After being unhappy for a while, a wild idea came up to Yuna's mind.

No matter how she was encouraged, she didn't dare to punch him.

But she dared to give him a hug.

When thinking about it, Yuna quietly got close to him, staring at him for a while. Then she carefully got into his arms like a worm.

Her face lightly leaned against Wesley's chest and then she listened to his heartbeat. Suddenly, she felt secure and her breath synchronized with his heartbeat.

"Your breath controls my heartbeat. Could it be seen as the true intimacy?"

Yuna closed her eyes and didn't move a bit, as if afraid to disturb this intimacy.

After quite a while, Wesley still remained unmoving. Then she reached out her hand and lightly hugged Wesley.

A short while would be enough. She knew she couldn't stay too long with Wesley. So just a while would be great...

But the fact was that Yuna overestimated herself.

Before she could let go of him, she fell asleep. Almost at the same time, Wesley opened his eyes.

Wesley didn't sleep deeply all the time. By the time Yuna got close to him sneakily, he had felt it and he knew Yuna's purpose.

At the moment, he felt bewitched. He not only didn't open his eyes, but looked forward to it. Then, he felt his heart being pricked when he felt how careful Yuna was.

She was courageous and reckless all the time. What made her so careful and prudent?

Wesley reached out his hand and held her in his arms like Yuna dreamt about.

"This one time." He told himself to go with his heart just this once.

That night, Wesley didn't fall asleep again and Yuna just lay still in his arms.

Just like what Wesley said, six hours was just a short period of time and it soon became bright.

Yuna opened her eyes on time and tried to move but felt something on her waist. When she carefully looked at it, she thought she might be having a hallucination-

On her waist were Wesley's hands, as he was surrounding her with his arms. She didn't evade Wesley. Instead, she leaned on his chest and half of her weight was over him. They looked extremely intimate.

Her mind tSimon Yuna that she should leave right away. But, she was strangely obsessed with that feeling. She subconsciously reached out her hand and traced Wesley's figure in the morning light.

It might be the only chance in her life.

So she forgot all the other things, even if she were to be despised by him!

At last, Yuna closed her eyes and kissed Wesley's lips.

"Okay, the dream is over."

However, right at the moment when she wanted to separate from Wesley, he suddenly caught her hand tightly and opened his eyes.

In the morning, Wesley's eyes were sharp like an eagle's, as if he had seen Yuna through. "What are you doing?"

"...You actually felt it, right?" Yuna shrugged. "I'm harassing you. So what? You can't harass me!"

Wesley bit his teeth, giving Yuna a chance to get away. She rolled down from the bed and quickly hid herself in the bathroom.

Then Wesley got up.

"Naive. How could the door of the bathroom stop me?"

Coincidentally, Kai's call arrived at that moment.

Wesley picked it up and said in an extremely cold tone, "You'd better have something important to say."

Kai's voice sounded particularly heavy. "Brother Wesley, bad news..."