C145 If You Tread on Thin Ice(1)

For three consecutive nights, Yan Hongye could always dream of a blurry yet very small figure giggling in front of her. Not long after, that little thing started running forward, as if it was about to leave. She was curious for a moment and wanted to reach out and grab it, but that small figure turned into a mass of air and gently dispersed just like that, unable to touch anything