C517 He Was Especially Worried

She was a person who often dreamed that people who weren't too mentally ill would dream. When dreaming, it was very easy to separate the body from the spiritual world, and the more afraid one was, the more one loved to go somewhere.

She was most afraid of going to that familiar place at night. She was even more afraid that she would wake up the next morning. Her exquisite handmade shoes were covered with mud from the wasteland...

However, something even more terrifying than sleepwalking happened this night: Zero.

Ann Qianxi actually woke up halfway through her sleepwalking.

She opened her eyes. It was as if someone had opened the top of her head and poured a bowl of nectar. She was not in the comfortable bedroom but in the wilderness. Standing at the intersection, the night was like a sticky black paste. The wind was swift and fierce as it blew.

She quickly saw that he was standing beside the lake - this was a strange posture - she saw that the lake was like a person's dark eyes, staring at him - but he did not know what he looked like in the eyes of the lake. It was too dark, she could not see her own shadow.

The surroundings were filled with strange willows - all of them had their heads lowered as they looked at the lake. The birds that had come out of nowhere had suddenly let out a short cry: Quack, quack, quack. It sounded strange and lonely.

The sleepwalkers could return to where they lived no matter where they went. No matter how difficult the road was, no one would wake up. However, they woke up all of a sudden this night, which did not make sense.

If Ann Qianxi was in a dream and walked around the intersection, it would be better if she went back. However, she was afraid that she would suddenly wake up in the middle of the sleepwalker!

She looked around and saw the road. She was at the intersection during the day and saw a crying woman squatting by the side of the road.

She tremblingly walked over.

Her mind was playing out, soaking in the dark green water, revealing only a pair of pale feet. She didn't move at all.

Ann Qianxi did not know what that woman looked like either. In any case, the sky was too dark and the red leaves covered her tightly. Perhaps, she met this woman on the way. She would wear a red coat, put on the hood, and put on the big red hat at the back.

A black figure suddenly blocked in front of Ann Qianxi. Ann Qianxi's heavy head suddenly became very light. She stopped and looked at the other party in a daze.

Her hair was very long. It was like a waterfall pouring down from both sides of her head. Her facial features could not be seen clearly and her expression was unknown.

The two of them looked at each other before she spoke hoarsely.

"You, you said... what?" Ann Qianxi asked shakily.

She said another sentence and at the same time, lowered her head and smiled. That laughter was very low and had a deep meaning.

"Who are you?" Ann Qianxi asked.

This woman took a step forward and came close to Ann Qianxi. She was almost beside his ear and her tone became gloomy.

Ann Qianxi seemed to have been struck by lightning and ran away.

He brushed past her and accidentally touched her shoulder.

This person's body was light and weightless, as if he was not a physical entity.

Ann Qianxi panted and ran for a long time. When she turned her head, she felt uneasy but still saw the black figure looking at him.

The whole day, Ann Qianxi's expression was also ugly. The nightmare in her dreams made her unable to eat for a while.

Ann Qianxi did not want to or dare to tell anyone about the horror of last night's dream.

Initially, everyone thought that people with sleepwalking had prejudices. Ann Qianxi did not want to be mistaken for a mental illness.

Many things were like springs. The more suppressed you were, the greater the rebound and the more lonely you felt.

After dinner, Ann Qianxi lay down early. The human traffickers caught her but still could not find Toottoot. This caused Ann Qianxi to basically lie on the bed for two days in a row and her fever did not subside.

"Why do they have to take Toottoot away..."

"If only she was always by Toottoot's side..."

The needle fiddled with the needle bit by bit. The minute hand and second hand moved slowly together. Ann Qianxi also closed her heavy eyelids.

People who were not wearing red coats suddenly appeared at the window and did not hear any strange sounds. They would not stretch out a pair of legs from the ceiling and a head with messy hair would not suddenly appear from under the covers.

However, Ann Qianxi was still extremely afraid. Ann Qianxi did not know what she would dream after she fell asleep.

Oh, right, Ann Qianxi forgot to say that Ann Qianxi had a very realistic nightmare the night she had a fever. Ann Qianxi dreamed that Ann Qianxi went to the crossroads again. As she walked, Ann Qianxi got lost.

Walking and walking, she walked to a very unfamiliar large wasteland. There was a lake there, and there was a rotting female corpse in the lake. Ann Qianxi was so scared that she quickly ran away. However, the more she ran, the heavier her footsteps became. It was as if she was being held back by something. She could not run no matter what.

Ann Qianxi saw a man standing opposite her. Ann Qianxi desperately shouted for him to save Ann Qianxi but he ignored Ann Qianxi no matter what. Later on, Ann Qianxi woke up.

Ann Qianxi did not know why she had that dream. In short, the feeling after she woke up made Ann Qianxi very uncomfortable and her entire body was cold.

Chi Shaojun hated himself for not finding his daughter until now. He was also angry at her endless self-blame. His eyes were staring at her. It was as cold as the stars in winter.

His voice was as hoarse as sand rubbing. "Ann Qianxi, you have to. ... torturing me like this? "

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Chi Shaojun suddenly fell silent. Ann Qianxi saw the pair of eyes of the woman. They looked like a lake with black water. Beside them was a circle of burning maple leaves.

Chi Shaojun nodded and shook his head.

Ann Qianxi was a little impatient. Chi Shaojun's tears fell down like snowflakes and fell on the back of his hands one by one. It was more like the crying of a baby. It was intermittent and endless.

Ann Qianxi suddenly opened her eyes wide. His eyes were big and bulging. When Chi Shaojun saw these eyes, he thought of the dead Qin Mu's eyes. They also bulged like this. She suddenly cried out because she was afraid.

She did not like Chi Shaojun crying. Every time she cried, she would cry. That continuous sobbing. The sound was even more eerie and distant. It made him feel a chill down his spine, especially in the middle of the night.

After walking for a while, he gradually went to hold Chi Shaojun's hand, but he was beaten back by Chi Shaojun. The weather was very cold. She did not wear gloves, and the cool touch of her fingertips drilled into Ann Qianxi's heart.

Chi Shaojun also clenched his hands tightly. Ann Qianxi unconsciously wrapped her coat tightly and wanted to hide her head in her neck.

The weeds of the saline wasteland danced wildly in the wind. The strange willows on both sides of the road were dark and the unknown birds kept barking.