"Have a good sleep, everything will be better tomorrow; the sun will rise as usual."
Just thinking about the safety comfort brought by Yu Longting in the future, my despair over losing my eyes became less intense, "I'm not sleepy, can you talk with me for a while more?"
"No, you are sleepy, Wanwan." Yu Longting's voice seemed to carry a magical power, causing my eyes to close as if glued shut.
I fell into darkness and had a very long dream.
I dreamt of the time when father died in my childhood, Yu Longting appeared on the cheongsam.
I dreamt of terrifying snakes lurking at my doorstep, hissing throughout the night.
I dreamt of a cold snake body suddenly appearing under the thin quilt, frightening me and making my hair stand on end.
...
When I woke up, I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling.
It felt particularly amusing that in the dream, I couldn't think of a single good thing about Yu Longting, only recalling his bad traits.
