However, because of unknown reasons, even this emotion is about to dominate her will.
But she is still enduring and restraining...
Such restraint broke out again in his sleep at night.
In the dream, a teenager called her "wood".
In the dream, there is a teenager lying on her tree trunk watching the sunrise and sunset.
The boy in the dream, in the sun, was dressed in red, which was extremely eye-catching and dazzling.
He smiled and asked her: "Mu, are you happy?"
She didn't know how to answer.
She stared at him, crying silently.
The tears that had been suppressed for a day broke out in the dream like heavy rain rolling down.
The boy stretched out his hand and grabbed her hand: "Wu Mu, why are you crying? You are Mu Mu. If you keep crying, be careful to drown yourself."
She didn't know why she was crying.
She couldn't even see his brows and eyes clearly, she could only see his bright red.
But she just couldn't hold back her crying.
He pulled her forward.
The road in the valley is winding and winding, and various elves will appear from time to time, but they will soon hide.
He pulled her through the dense sycamore forest, through the lawn full of flowers, and the knee-length stream.
Finally, they climbed up the abyss and stood at the top of the abyss.
"Wu Mu, stop trying to remember the past."
He let go of her hand and pushed her slowly: "I can't think of a better life, you, you and him, all will be fine."
She seemed to feel something, and finally stopped crying, and only reached out to hug him tightly.
But he was so strong, so big, he broke her hands, pushed her shoulders away, and pushed her far away.
She heard him say: "Wood, goodbye!"
Waking up from a big dream.
Yan Ge sat up abruptly.
Saburo immediately held her in his arms: "Did you have a nightmare again?"
Yan Ge was at a loss.
Had another nightmare
The heart-wrenching pain in the dream seemed to be an instant ago, so that she still feels uncomfortable physically.
But what kind of nightmare
She forgot.
She also asked herself in her heart, is it a nightmare
Yange didn't answer.
Saburo didn't ask any more.
He held her in his arms, stroked her black hair gently with his hands again and again.
In the next few days, Yan Ge never dreamed again.
Close your eyes, just feel empty.
There was no such painful dream that made her feel in a trance for a day without knowing why.
She should have taken it easy.
But the body is even more sad.
Especially in the chest, I feel so uncomfortable that I always want something to burst out and explode my body.
One night, she finally dreamed again.
In the dream, it was pitch black.
There was only a thin, soft voice shouting "Papa, Papa..."
The sound of "papa" made Yange even wake up from a dream.
I also remember it very clearly.
The long night is long, and I wake up from the dream, and I can't fall asleep again.
It was the soft "papa" that turned over and over in my mind.
Such a strange dream, too strange for her to share it with Saburo.
On the other hand, Saburo probably noticed that she was waking up, and put his palm on her back, repeatedly.
"Sanlang, haven't you heard a story about a phoenix? Can you tell me about it?"
Saburo has been stroking her back.
Such gentle comfort made her just want to nestle in his arms obediently.
She thought that he hadn't slept as much as she had.
But he didn't respond for a long time.
Just when Yan Ge thought that Saburo had fallen asleep, she was about to turn over.
Saburo's low and somewhat hoarse voice sounded beside her ear: "I really want to hear it."
(end of this chapter)