The moonlight is beautiful.
Su Ying leaned against the window and looked at the moon, holding a cup of steaming boiled water in her hand.
Today is the third day since Tong Xiaoxi disappeared.
She clearly remembered that the last night Tong Xiaoxi disappeared, she had a nightmare. In the dream, she saw Song Jiao seemed to be dragged by something, lying on the ground struggling, crying, and constantly asking for help, but she could only stand aside and watch, unable to do anything.
Later, she was awakened from the dream and subconsciously looked towards Song Jiao's bed with fear.
There was no one on the bed.