Suddenly, she seemed to hit something. When she pressed it, she heard a "pop" sound, and a bright light appeared in front of her eyes.
As if she had been stunned for a century, and then as if she was suddenly pricked by a needle, Zhang Xiaoyi sat up in a daze. The lamp that suddenly turned on in the darkness made her unable to open her eyes. After blinking a few times, she found that she was still sitting on her bed, wearing a clean long-sleeved and trousers pajamas. She tugged at the corners of her pants and found that her calf was white and clean, with no wounds at all. She leaned against the wall behind her, it didn't hurt, and there was no injury on her back.
The room was brightly illuminated by the desk lamp, which was especially conspicuous in this dark night. She looked around and saw that the layout of the bedroom was exactly the same as before. Except for the bed and bedside table, there was a table, a multi-purpose table that she used as a work table, dressing table and small dining table, and a wooden chair with a plaid cushion on it. She picked up her phone and it was three in the morning.
It turned out to be a dream, so clear. At this moment, she was covered in sweat.
Intention: Zhang Xiaoyi who always works hard