Atra Blanc from the next room rushed over almost immediately, pounding on the door, "Purple? Purple! What's wrong?"
Purple Summers opened the door with a pale face, seemingly still startled, "No... nothing, just had a nightmare."
Atra Blanc, who always doted on her like a child, pulled Purple Summers into her arms and gently patted her back, "Why would you have a nightmare, must have been really scared right? Don't worry, Mom is with you tonight."
"No need, I'm really fine." Purple Summers forced a laugh twice, "It's just a dream, Mom, go to bed soon."
Atra Blanc looked at her worriedly, "Really okay?"
"Hmm, really okay."
After persuading Atra Blanc to go back, Purple Summers took a deep breath and closed the door again.
She was not a timid person, she was just caught off guard earlier...
Purple Summers did some mental preparation for herself, then turned off the light in the room–
