She paused, looked at him, turned around and started crying uncontrollably.

After crying for a while, no one came to comfort her and there was no sound behind her. When she turned around, she saw that Song Ming and Jiang Yiyu were gone.

Somehow, she felt as if they had jumped off the building together.

She was so frightened that her hands and feet were cold and numb. She hurriedly clung to the railing and looked down. The red scarf in her hand fell downstairs and landed right next to the frozen fountain. There were two fish in the ice.

For some reason, she felt that the two fish seemed to be Song Ming and Jiang Yiyu. She ran downstairs, crying and smashing the ice hard, as if she could save them as long as she fished out the two fish.

But no matter how hard she knocked or smashed, the ice didn't move at all, not even a crack.

She sat helplessly by the fountain, crying and crying...

…

Jiang Yiyu was awakened by her crying. He opened his sleepy eyes, stood up and looked at Song Shengsheng, who had her back to him. He patted her shoulder gently and said, "Dear, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"

Song Shengsheng was immersed in sadness and did not reply.

He held her in his arms. Song Shengsheng turned over and hugged his waist, still crying.

Jiang Yiyu sighed, patted her back gently, and coaxed her softly: "Are you dreaming? It's just a dream, not real. Don't cry, it hurts me if you cry." He lowered his head to look at Song Shengsheng who was sobbing with her eyes closed, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"What did you dream about? Why are you crying like this?"

Song Shengsheng leaned into his arms, put her arms around his waist, and murmured with a sob, "I dreamed that you and my brother turned into fish and were frozen in the ice. I couldn't save you."

Jiang Yiyu chuckled: "Why should I stay with Song Ming even though I turned into a fish? Can't I just fly solo for once? It's time for us to disband this group of buddies!"

Song Shengsheng burst into laughter and covered his mouth with her hand: "We can't break up. I don't agree. Also, why don't you accept the red scarf I knitted?"

"Where did the red scarf come from? Darling, are you still dreaming?"