they would always be here every time.For some reason, this scene made Shui Lingyu's heart feel a little more at ease.Today is the same as usual.After about five minutes, the bus appeared in sight and...As the layers of white steam dissipate, a glimpse of the scene beyond the mist gradually comes into view.
The child was pressed against the white tiles, face down in a humiliating position.
"No, no, no..." the child cried out loudly and desperately.
But the man, ignoring the pain, increased the force of his assault to its maximum. He moved with lightning speed, like a cheetah in pursuit.
The viciousness on that face seemed about to consume the child alive.
A robust and clear-cut physique, a formidable presence akin to a deity.
The child was so frightened that he started to cry. When he lifted his innocent face up —
"Ah—" Shui Lingyu jolted awake from her dream.
His breathing was ragged.
First, check your own safety and situation.
The tidy arrangement of furniture, several neatly arranged books on the table, and lush plants on the windowsill…
Well, this is just a rented apartment. What just happened was just a nightmare...
Shui Lingyu wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, even her hair was sticky.
Why do I keep having the same dream repeatedly
The feeling, the pain, the desperation... it's like they've returned all over again. It feels like three years hasn't even passed.
Everything is fine, but recently I've been feeling inexplicably anxious, even to the point of seeing snakes in every cup.
The time on the bedside clock was reminding me that I couldn't dawdle any longer, or else I would be late for work.
Water Lingyu got out of bed, washed up, picked up her bag, took the keys, and went out. She closed the door carefully.
After exiting the narrow alley, I bought a cup of orchid congee at the corner and sipped it as I walked to the bus stop.
There weren't many people on the platform, it seemed like you could still get to know unfamiliar faces. Of course, Shui Lingyu and they were the same, they would always be here every time.
For some reason, this scene made Shui Lingyu's heart feel a little more at ease.
Today is the same as usual.
After about five minutes, the bus appeared in sight and stopped slowly in front of me.
Shui Lingyu walked down the stairs and lined up at the back, waiting to get on the bus.
After everyone had boarded the bus, Shui Lingyu was just about to step on when someone rushed out from beside her, in a hurry, and bumped into Shui Lingyu's arm.
With a 'splat', the unfinished porridge in her hand was knocked out, smashing on the ground, even breaking the plastic cup.
"Sorry, sorry..." the person who was hit kept apologizing.
But Shui Lingyu couldn't hear him.
He stared blankly at the porridge scattered on the ground, as if something ominous was causing his heart to beat wildly.
No, this was just an accident.
Suilingyu thought again, this must be the aftereffect of that nightmare.
That person has already left the Tang family and will never come back. Even if they return, they won't appear in front of me...
Shui Lingyu was so at peace with herself.
"Are you getting on or not Don't block the way if you're not!" The driver looked impatient.
Shui Lingyu came to herself and immediately got on the bus, choosing the last seat and sitting down...
And not far away, a black luxury car was parked on the roadside. Its wide front end exuded an air of arrogance and coldness.
Silently, like a leopard stalking in the night.
The car window was lowered halfway, revealing a cold and sharp face from the back seat, with sinister black eyes that stared coldly at the public platform. Above it was a slender frame...
Tang Hecan gazed intently, her focus unwavering like a hunter's.
Knowing the bus was leaving, he lightly lifted his luggage and instructed the driver: "Drive."
A low, magnetic voice, commanding yet gentle.rom her forehead, even her hair was sticky.Why do I keep having the same dream repeatedlyThe feeling, the pain, the desperation... it's like they've returned all over again. It feels like three years...
