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Shen Qiuyang reflected carefully before saying, "She was calling out some names, like Liang Haoming… She also said things like, 'You can't do this, it's wrong, you can't hurt them, please wake up soon, you'll regret it when you do'… That was roughly it. As for anything else, I didn't catch it. After all, it was just a dream, just sleep talk, so I didn't pay much attention."
Zhi Chen's jaw clenched, feeling that there seemed to be some subtle hints within these words. But before he could ponder deeply, he suddenly heard a loud bang from inside the house.
Shen Qiuyang immediately entered the house, but Zhi Chen was quicker; he rushed inside like a gust of wind and saw the young girl with red eyes, banging her own forehead against the wall over and over.
Her expression was sinister, yet she seemed to be enduring something.
