Shen Xian felt she had slept for a very long time and had a very long dream.
In the dream, Bai Zhan was smiling brilliantly, holding his favorite potato chips, and wouldn't stop talking.
Such a chatterbox, thought Shen Xian.
Then they arrived in an unfamiliar place where people were fighting, and Bai Zhan was the first to step forward to break it up. Suddenly, a child was thrown out, and Shen Xian could see clearly, shouting in alarm, "Xiaobai, save the person first!"
The bustling crowd blurred before her eyes, she couldn't see anything, then suddenly, as the crowd dispersed, she saw Bai Zhan holding a child steadily in his arms, smiling at her.
"Shen Xian, I caught him," he said.
Shen Xian's suspended heart relaxed, and she gave him a thumbs up.
Bai Zhan's smile slowly faded, the child in his arms also disappeared, and the surrounding noise dwindled down, gradually, everything around her vanished.
"Bai Zhan, come back."
