Rumble... rumble... A thunderclap boomed overhead! Terrified, Xiao You tumbled into Jiashu’s arms. Holding Xiao You as she shrank against her, Jiashu leaned out a little from beneath the bridge. She saw the sky suddenly grow dark. It was less like the weather turning bad and more like night had fallen, so dark you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face. Thick black clouds gathered overhead, blocking the sky screen and filling the air with a terrifying, oppressive heaviness. It looked as if the heavens were preparing a thunderous downpour.
“Jiashu, let’s hurry home! It looks like it’s going to rain.” All Xiao You wanted now was to be safe at home.
“It’s too late, silly...”
“No! This can’t be real! Oh... no...” Jiashu was stunned. She saw her. At last, she saw Qingmei. Qingmei gazed at her sadly, holding a pot in her hands. Inside it was the pale, soft hand of a young girl!
In just a moment, the tender little hand turned from a blood-red color to a lifeless white, then began to melt slowly, bubbling and frothing with white foam.
Qingmei quickly pulled Jiashu and Xiao You along with her. A casual glance made Jiashu jump in fright. A well-dressed woman had completely abandoned all propriety, grabbing fistfuls of the “porridge” with her hands. Her palms were coated in white, and it ran down her wrists and into her sleeves. She seemed unable to get enough, and “porridge” drool trickled down her chin and into the bowl. Jiashu felt sick as she looked at the woman, but it was as if some magic kept her from looking away. At the same time, Xiao You noticed a student couple, a little older than herself, waiting for their “porridge” to arrive. They both looked extremely strange. The girl was shamelessly letting thick white mucus run from her nose, while thick white fluid streamed from the boy’s eyes!
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That... I obviously have two spaces left to say. How so? Then let's just make do with it...-_-|||
After reading it, I personally feel that it is better to leave two spaces before the paragraph, so that it looks more comfortable.
After reading it, I have a question: Did the author directly write down his dream?