Have Fun at Night

"Yan'er..." In a trance, she woke up from her sleep and unconsciously called out the name of her personal maid. Seeing no one responded, she felt her throat was thirsty, so she stood up, walked to the table, and poured a cup of herbal tea. Tonight, for some unknown reason, her heart seemed to always feel uneasy. The scene in her dream just now was too complicated, like a heavy boulder pressing on her chest, as if someone was always whispering in her ear. But she couldn't quite hear what he was talking about. The urgency and confusion could be read from every breath. Hopefully, it's just a dream. She is light...