"The prince rode the white horse and took the princess to his castle. From then on..." He breathed out helplessly, "Are you sleeping?" As if in response, the person sleeping on his lap breathed more evenly and steadily.
It turns out that the feeling of giving up everything is so relaxing, just like in a dream, I feel like my body is floating with the breeze. But no matter how far you fly, the red thread is still in your hand.
The people around him didn't know what kind of sweet dreams they were having, and they showed smiles that made him blush and his heart beat every time he saw them. They looked harmless, but in fact they contained great lethality.
There was also a smile on his lips, this kind of life will continue forever.
Perhaps he was infected by the sleepiness of the people around him, and his eyelids began to fight unconsciously.
I don't want to sleep... I really don't want to sleep...
Finally, I couldn't resist the sleepiness that hit me hard.
When I woke up again, there was nothing around me. The sleeping person and the book in my hand...
Why do you always wake up from sweet dreams...