Cheng Ziyang's eyes momentarily changed, his hand trembled slightly, but he quickly smiled and said softly, "Xinxin, what are you talking about? You're just having a dream..."
As he spoke, he reached out and gently held Dong Xin Yan's hand, comforting her, "Don't think too much. I'll go get you a glass of milk, drink it and then go back to sleep, okay?"
Cheng Ziyang rose to fetch the milk, but Dong Xin Yan grabbed him with a reverse hand, her eyes lifted, still with a trace of panic in them, but her tone was extremely earnest, "Ziyang, it's not a dream, it's not... It really happened, I personally experienced it."
She originally thought it was just an insignificant nightmare, but dreaming of this scene again and again with increasing frequency, her memories became clearer, her feelings became stronger, all the pain, struggle, unease, and despair in the heart of that girl, she could empathize with completely.
How could all of this be just a coincidence?
