She didn't blame her husband, it was just that the nightmare had been too terrifying, and now Xia Ruolan urgently needed to find someone to rely on to relieve the tension and fear in her heart.
Deng Bing did not answer, clearly engrossed in the television show.
Xia Ruolan quickly walked to the living room and stood beside the television, looking at her husband on the sofa.
However, Xia Ruolan was immediately taken aback because she realized that her husband wasn't watching TV, but instead had turned his head to look behind the sofa, seemingly fixated on something there.
"Deng Bing?"
Xia Ruolan said in surprise, walking over and calling her husband's name.
But Deng Bing still did not turn his head, as if the scene behind the sofa was more thrilling than the TV show currently playing.
Xia Ruolan came in front of Deng Bing and patted his shoulder with astonishment, "What are you looking at?"
Deng Bing moved slightly, but still did not respond.