Leng Yuebai glanced at Sang Yu, seemingly not planning to tell her about his illness.
Sang Yu pouted and looked at Ling Zi, "Ling Zi, what illness did Yuebai have?"
Ling Zi smiled with her lips pressed together, "My cousin always had the same dream when he was little, and then he wouldn't wake up for days and nights."
"Such a strange illness!" Sang Yu turned to Leng Yuebai, "Yuebai, you must have been having sweet dreams, otherwise, why wouldn't you want to wake up?"
Leng Yuebai slightly raised the corners of his mouth, "Indeed they were sweet dreams. Shall we continue playing?"
Zi Yan saw that Leng Yuebai didn't want to say much, so he quickly changed the subject, "Come on, let's keep playing. Whose turn is it to play a card?"
"It's my turn." Mai Hanpeng threw out a pair of twos, "I'm out of cards."
Leng Yuebai reached out and picked a three of hearts and a ten of clubs from the pile, "These two are yours, you take them back."
