That night, Shen chengjing had a dream, and everything in her dream had changed.
She dreamed of a strange place that her mother had taken her to! She was told to stay there and not leave. She fled for a long time, but was still trapped there in the end.
"Uncle. She sat up in shock.
"You had a nightmare again?" Mo Yancheng pushed the door open and walked in. He asked with concern when he saw her calling him.
Seeing him, she felt much more at ease.
Mo Yanchen stepped forward, lifted the blanket, and draped his coat over her.
"Let's go downstairs for a walk!" As he spoke, he carried her downstairs.
The early spring sun was very bright and beautiful. Yesterday, it was still cold, and now it was sunny.
Shen chengjing leaned into mo Yancheng's arms and basked in the sun. She felt much more comfortable.
She reached out to hold his wrist and looked at his palm.
