Tang Miao's head is now full of scarlet color, in balls, like smoke, and like paste, he was a little slow to react, and he only groaned after a long while, and still sat there. Whether he knew Tang Sihuang was beside him or not, he leaned back unconsciously and was embraced by Tang Sihuang's arms. Feeling the support behind her, Tang Miao's body immediately relaxed, and fell asleep drowsily by snuggling up against Tang Sihuang.
"Sir, what's wrong with the young master?" Tang Chun asked softly as he stood at the door. He was also awakened by the young master's screams.
Tang Sihuang whispered: "I'm having a nightmare. Bring a set of pajamas."
"yes."
Tang Sihuang took it, waved his hand to let the butler back down, and changed Tang Miao into clean pajamas. Tang Miao was in a deep sleep and didn't notice it at all.
Tang Sihuang kept the bedside lamp on, lay down on the other side of the big bed, and fell asleep as well.
Early the next morning, Tang Miao woke up and forgot all about yesterday's dream, but there was always an indescribable sense of panic in her heart, and she just felt uneasy. When he saw that the pajamas on his body were not the same as yesterday's, he was stunned for a long time and didn't remember what was going on. He only vaguely remembered that he seemed to be dreaming about Daddy? It couldn't be Daddy who changed his pajamas. Why change his clothes for no reason
When delivering lunch to Tang Sihuang at noon, Tang Miao asked casually and found out about the nightmare. She stayed in the company and took a nap. Unfortunately, she was still awakened by the nightmare and couldn't remember the content of the dream when she woke up.
until he sees again—
A bustling supermarket, packed with shoppers. The sound of the big price sale on the radio sounded over and over again, and housewives rushed to the counter of the big sale to buy. Suddenly, a middle-aged woman dropped the shopping basket in her hand and screamed, and rushed to the woman closest to her, biting her. A piece of flesh was forcibly torn off her neck, dripping with blood, staining the woman's skirt red.
"Ah—" the woman uttered a scream, clutching her neck in unbearable pain, "The lunatic bit me! Help—"
The people nearby were frightened and ran away in a panic; the people in the distance were puzzled, shook their heads and continued shopping. There is a stark contrast between panic and calm.
Several big men standing a few steps away saw this scene clearly, and hurried over to help, but they didn't expect that the "lunatic" was very strong, after avoiding one of the men, he ran behind the other man, A bite on the back of his shoulder.
"Hold her down!" one shouted.
At this time, Tang Miao clearly knew that she was in a dream. Looking at the scene in front of her eyes, she couldn't help worrying about them, thinking to herself: Idiot! Respond quickly!
The people in the supermarket were frightened and wanted to run out. The two people who were bitten couldn't squeeze out for a while, and stood aside helplessly covering their wounds. But after a while, the expressions of both of them became strange. Zeng Bai's face turned pale, his eye sockets were sunken, his eyes had no pupils, only the whites of the eyes, and his lips turned white. At first glance, he really looked like a ghost seeking his life. Suddenly, both of them staggered towards the person closest to them, and opened their mouths to bite.
The supermarket became more and more chaotic, screaming and screaming.