It must be the enhancing effect of the dream.
I don't know what Gu Ran looks like in reality.
Thick smoke was steaming from Su Qing's body as she detached her consciousness, waking from the dream.
Under normal circumstances, as long as it wasn't a study-related dream, she would leave without a second thought, not because she wasn't curious about the dreams, but because she worried about getting obsessed with them, just like some people who, in order to study, leave their phones in the dormitory and go to the library.
"Forced into suicide?" He Qingyan laughed.
This too was in line with her impression of Su Qing.
"It's better that Su Qing left," He Qingyan said, looking toward Gu Ran, "Come on up."
She patted the bed.
"Forget it, don't move, this is just perfect." He Qingyan knelt on the bed and crawled over to Gu Ran.
Her hands rested on Gu Ran's belt.
