By this time, she was covered in sweat, and there were still tear stains on her face.
She fumbled for the bedside lamp and turned it on. The orange light instantly dispelled the darkness in the room. She slowly sat up, leaning against the soft, cloud-like pillows. She raised her hand to wipe the dampness from her cheeks and murmured to herself, "What's going on? Haven't I already traveled back in time? Why am I having this kind of dream?"
That's right.
Lin Momo dreamed that she had returned to ancient times.
To be precise, she returned to the era she had briefly experienced from the perspective of an observer, witnessing the dramatic changes in the political situation over several decades, as if watching a real historical documentary.
It was a long and painful dream.
In my dream, natural disasters were constant, the people were suffering and rose up in rebellion, and warlords of all sizes rose up in various places, fighting each other to the death and engaging in endless warfare...
One human tragedy after another unfolded.
The lives of ordinary people were already difficult enough, but they had to face endless natural disasters, wars, conscription, and food requisitions... It was like adding insult to injury, completely cutting off their way out.
In order to survive, the Lin family members pieced together several families and, under the leadership of the village chief, the whole village fled like headless flies, encountering many dangers and suffering many casualties.
As for the fates of Lin Erya and Lin Sanya, they were even more tragic.
A maid who was sold early and became a concubine of the young master became a thorn in the side of the mistress because of her favor. She died during childbirth along with her unborn child and was eventually dragged to a mass grave, where her remains were never found.
The other one starved to death and became food for others.
Even after a person has regained consciousness, everything experienced in the dream remains vivid in their memory.
It's completely different from the kind of dream I used to forget most of when I woke up.
Clearly, the dream that night was quite unusual.
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