Mu Xiaoxiao snorted and said, "No way, Qiqing and I don't know how to snatch things. She must have dreamed that you snatched her things and ate them."
Yin Shaojie agreed with this point.
Mo Xiaomeng also woke up. She probably heard the sound of their chat. She opened her sleepy eyes and looked around in a daze.
Yesijue hugged her, kissed her cheek, and whispered something into her ear.
Mo Xiaomeng nuzzled him with her head.
Their movements were full of tenderness.
Song Shijun was about to wake up Han Qiqing, but felt something was wrong.
He looked down and found that Qi Qing had a large amount of cold sweat on her forehead. She was shaking her head slightly in a daze and kept mumbling something.
"Hey, Qiqing? Wake up." He quickly patted her cheek gently.
"What's wrong?" Mu Xiaoxiao also looked over.
Everyone was immediately worried about Qiqing.
Song Shijun frowned, "I don't know what's wrong with her, she's sweating a lot."
After he took several consecutive shots, Han Qiqing woke up suddenly, breathing heavily and her pupils tightened.
"Qiqing, are you okay? Did you have a nightmare?" Mu Xiaoxiao asked with concern.
Han Qiqing remained motionless as if someone had tapped her acupoints.
Song Shijun couldn't help but think of the bad things, "Maybe this house is not very clean..."
As soon as he finished speaking, it was as if a dark wind swept over him.
Yin Shaojie glared at him, "Don't talk nonsense, it will scare Xiao Xiao."
The little ones are timid and afraid of these things the most.
Han Qiqing turned her eyes and looked at them, as if she had regained her senses from her lapse, but her eyes were a little cloudy, as if she had accumulated a lot of thoughts.
She looked tired, but she still twitched her lips and said to them, "I'm fine, it seems like I had a nightmare..." "How scary a nightmare did you have?" Song Shijun was curious.
Han Qiqing pondered, shook her head and said, "I can't remember it either. I just remember it was a nightmare, a terrible nightmare..."
Seeing her facial features wrinkled up, Mu Xiaoxiao said distressedly, "If you can't remember it, don't think about it. It's just a nightmare. Don't think about it. It won't do any good if you think about it."
Mo Xiaomeng also nodded and said, "Yeah, Qiqing, don't think about it, forget about it, nightmares are the opposite of reality."
Song Shijun stood up and entered the living room. When he came back, he had a hot towel in his hand.
He handed Qi Qing to wipe his sweat.
"Thank you." Han Qiqing still looked a little dazed. It seemed that this nightmare had some impact on her.
Mu Xiaoxiao thought for a while, then changed the subject with a smile, "Qiqing, we just talked about food, what do you want to eat? You must be hungry too, right?"
Han Qiqing looked up at her, her reaction a little slow.
"Whatever you want to eat...I can do it. You just have to make up your mind."
Mo Xiaomeng suggested, "Didn't there be a winter festival nearby? Let's go and have a look. Maybe there will be a lot of delicious food."
Going out to a busy place can also divert Qiqing's attention.
"Well, Qiqing, what do you think?" Mu Xiaoxiao asked.
Han Qiqing smiled and said, "Okay, it should be fun."
So, the group decided to go to the winter festival celebration.
The sun gradually sets in the west, and the sky is dyed with a layer of orange light, which is very beautiful.
Mu Xiaoxiao poured a glass of water for Han Qiqing, "Qiqing, are you really okay?"
Han Qiqing shook her head, "I was just...thinking about that nightmare. I always thought it was something important, but I couldn't remember it."
(Don’t be afraid, there is nothing unclean. Qiqing’s nightmare has a reason.)
(End of chapter)