Song Rongrong was in tears, crying out for her mother...
No one answered her.
When I opened my eyes again...
Song Rongrong looked at the dimly lit room and saw Ying Suqi and the nanny's anxious faces by the bedside.
"Mom, you're awake. How are you feeling?"
"Madam, are you alright?"
Song Rongrong propped herself up against the headboard and looked at the two people in front of her.
"What time is it?"
It's 11:30.
"Why are you here?"
Before going to sleep, the nanny remembered that the window in the third-floor corridor was not closed, so she went upstairs. As she passed by the master bedroom door, she heard Song Rongrong talking urgently in her sleep.
The nanny knocked on the door but no one answered, and the noise startled Ying Suqi on the second floor.
Ying Suqi opened the door and came in.
About ten minutes later, Song Rongrong woke up.
After listening, Song Rongrong paused for two seconds before saying to Ying Suqi, "Go to sleep first, you have class tomorrow."
Ying Suqi looked worried. "Mom, what did you dream about?"
Song Rongrong shook her head and asked the nanny to pour her a glass of warm water to take upstairs.
Ying Suqi wanted to ask again, but Song Rongrong only said it was a nightmare and she had already forgotten about it.
After seeing the two people off, Song Rongrong thought it over and over again, and then wrote down all the contents of her dream in her notebook.
Back then, when Ying Zhengqing said it was another world, Song Rongrong still had doubts.
But now, the scenes in her dreams are as real as if they actually happened, and she can continue them every time, which is no accident.
Song Rongrong lost her sleepiness and sat at the table, staring at the few pages in the notebook. She read from 11 p.m. until 3 a.m., until she finally felt sleepy and went to bed.
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