Xu Huaizhou's fingers tapped the tabletop lightly.

"The show has just begun."

He had known that Song Ci'an had dreams these days, and it was a dream about the tribe.

But this is far from enough.

Xu Huaizhou's eyes were filled with coldness when he thought of this.

Song Ci'an was awakened by a nightmare that night.

Zhang Bimei originally wanted to come and see her, but she saw her daughter's forehead covered with fine sweat beads sitting upright.

"An An, are you having a nightmare?"

Zhang Bimei gently stroked her daughter's back and wiped the sweat beads on her forehead.

My daughter hasn't had a good sleep these days, so Zhang Bimei plans to ask Lao Li if she has time.

What happened? Or is her daughter suffering from a strange disease, or is she going to remember what happened before her amnesia?

"Yeah, it's just a dream, it's okay. Go and rest quickly. Aren't you going to go to the sea with your dad tomorrow?"

Song Ci'an held Zhang Bimei's hand and squeezed a reassuring smile on his face.

Zhang Bimei is still worried.

"Is it really okay? If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell your mother."

"Yes, go back and rest."

Song Ci'an nodded heavily.

Zhang Bimei pulled her quilt and walked out of the room.

Song Cian instantly looked like a deflated balloon.

The dream she had became stronger that night, as if she had experienced it personally.

There was still Xu Huaizhou's face in the dream and those people with blue pupils like him.

Instead of hurting themselves, they respect themselves very much.

I saw snakes and insects that suddenly emerged from the forest, approaching her densely.

Song Cian was only then awakened by fear.

If this continues, she probably won’t have a good sleep to sleep, and sooner or later she will have mental problems.

After the dance competition, Song Ci'an decided to find Uncle Li to see what went wrong with his health.

No longer thinking about it, Song Ci'an fell to sleep.

But I couldn't sleep anymore, and I kept my dry eyes open until dawn.

She could only clean up and go back to school to attend class.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he was stopped by Xu Huaizhou.

"An An, come here."

Song Cian had no choice but to walk into the school clinic, planning to chat with her and go back to teach the students.

Xu Huaizhou took out a small medicine bag from the cabinet and handed it to her.

"I heard that you have suffered severe insomnia recently. Putting this medicine bag on the head of the bed can improve your insomnia."

Song Ci'an was still hesitating whether to take it, so Xu Huaizhou stuffed the medicine bag directly into her hand.

"Hold it, it's just a medicine bag."

"Then thank you, Doctor Xu."

Song Ci'an took it and thanked him.

She just had a try mentality, just treating this medicine bag as a psychological hint.

After thanking her, Song Ci'an went back to the classroom to continue rehearsing the dance for the students.

The competition is getting closer and closer, and their rehearsals are becoming more and more tense.

I don’t know if Xu Huaizhou’s medicine bag played a role.

Song Ci'an just smelled it and felt that he was sleeping too heavily at noon.

If the student hadn't woken her up, she would have been sleeping for an afternoon.

After the rehearsal was over, Song Ci'an specially asked Xu Huaizhou to express his gratitude.

Unexpectedly, he had already gone to the health station.

Song Ci'an felt inexplicably disappointed and could only go back alone.

Thinking that Xu Huaizhou gave the medicine bag to play, she thought that she might have a good night's sleep tonight.

Song Ci'an has not had a complete sleep comfortably for several days.

I took a few bites of supper and prepared to rest.

Zhuang Jun thought she was sick and wanted to ask clearly that she was stopped by his wife.
Chapter completed!