Countless nights when she was awakened by nightmares, beads of sweat fell on the quilt, Cang gasped for breath, and the face of her old friend in the dream returned to her memory. There is a little light in the dark night, what is it? It's Jianjia, it's Cangshuang. It's a lover, and it's also a party.
Grandmother! What are you doing! The child's tender voice awakened Cang. "Baby, grandma is telling you a story, do you want to listen?"
Intention: I have nothing to express...