It was a big dream, and the anxiety and resentment rushed straight into the nose, and the sore people burst into tears. Eventually, it turned into a heart full of pain, and when I woke up with tears streaming down my face, I called out to Sister Qiao, and every sound was like a cuckoo crying blood.
Waving her hands and grabbing at the air, she struggled violently to wake up but was crushed by the endless nightmare. In the end, her arms were like a car, and her struggle became lighter and lighter. At the most critical moment, a pair of white hands passed through the bed curtain and gently shook Sister Feng awake: "Grandma, what's wrong, grandma?"
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