Yun Chujiu wanted to listen to the white-clothed man’s answer, but a wave of dizziness struck her. She suddenly shivered and realized that she was still on the wooden bed.
So it was a golden millet dream!
Yun chujiu only felt her heart beating rapidly. She sat up and drank a glass of water, and only then did she feel slightly better.
Although she could not see the little girl’s appearance clearly, Yun Chujiu was inexplicably certain that it was the girl from her previous life.
Was all this just a strange dream, or was it something that really happened in her previous life?
Although there was no basis for it, Yun Chujiu’s intuition told her that it was something that happened in her previous life.
She couldn’t help but smile bitterly. It seemed that no matter if it was her previous life or this life, she had always been a pitiful little girl without her parents’love.
But who was that man in white? Why did he give her a familiar feeling?
