C149 It's Not Just a Fantasy

That night, Liu Xiaoyan had a dream. She came to the street in a daze. The people on the street were all wearing white clothes. It was as if they were mourning for someone, but all of them had fearful smiles on their faces. She walked in the crowd as if she was an abnormal being. Everyone's eyes were fixed on her. A thick fog appeared out of nowhere, and nothing could be seen within a few steps