There seemed to be a light drizzle in the middle of the night.
The cold wind beat on the windows, giving off an endless chill.
Song Fengwan had drunk too much water last night. If she hadn't woken up from the urge to urinate, she probably would have slept until late in the morning. She crawled out of bed and made her way to the bathroom by groping around. She was in a daze the whole way…
Only when she turned on the tap to wash her hands did the cool water wake her up. She opened her eyes to look at the person in the mirror… Why is my mouth…
In an instant, she recalled the half-true, half-false dream last night.
She reached out to touch the corner of her lips. It was a little painful.
She had dreamed about Fu Chen many times, and there had been some indescribable scenes. But such a situation had never happened when she woke up the next day before.
