After chatting with Qin Qingdi, Ruan Qi had a deeper understanding of how crazy this woman Cheng Yan is.
She thought for a while, sent a WeChat message to Mo Lan, and then fell asleep under the covers.
……
"Save me...save me..."
The shrill cry echoed in my ears.
Ruan Qi frowned and slowly opened his eyes.
Where is this?
A dark room, a fishy smell, and noisy crying.
Ruan Qi moved uncomfortably, and her hands touched a sticky puddle.
She lowered her head and looked at her hands in the faint light...
Why are these the hands of a child?!
Ruan Qi opened her eyes wide and looked at her hands, which were only the size of an eight or nine-year-old child in shock.
The hands are very white, but they have many scars, and the palms are sticky and full of blood.
Blood?
Why is there blood?
Ruan Qi quickly got up from the ground, but before she could take two steps, she tripped over something.
In the dim light, she reached out and touched the thing.
This is...
Ruan Qi's face changed slightly, and she quickly knelt down and sat up, turning the thing over with all her strength——
It’s a child!
No, that's not right.
It should be said that it is the body of a child who is only seven or eight years old!
"Help me..." Suddenly, a shrill cry sounded from behind.
Hysterical, shrill and hoarse.
Ruan Qi turned around quickly.
In a dimly lit corner, a slender figure crawled slowly on the ground.
A biting chill ran down Ruan Qi's back. She looked at him warily and asked in a low voice: "Who are you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ruan Qi was stunned for a moment.
Her hands have become smaller, and why has her voice changed to that of a little girl?
Could it be...
Ruan Qi ignored the blood on his hands and hurriedly touched his body and face.
Short arms and short legs, this is not an adult body!
What the hell is going on?
Isn’t she sleeping in Yuyuan?
Ruan Qi looked around blankly, and at this moment, the crawling little figure raised his head——
Revealing an eye pierced by a sharp object.
"I don't want to die! Save me——!!!"
Phew——!
Ruan Qi sat up suddenly.
Her pale face was covered with cold sweat and tears, and her body wrapped in the quilt kept shaking.
"Little girl," Bai Li's voice rang in her mind, "Are you having a nightmare?"
Ruan Qi said 'hmm' in a hoarse voice.
"Uncle Bai Li," her voice trembled, "I dreamed of many children. They were all dead and disabled. The ground was full of blood..."
Bai Li was silent for a moment and said with a smile, "You encountered a child during the day. You have your thoughts every day and your dreams at night. Don't be afraid."
Is that so?
But why is the dream so real?
It's like she has experienced it herself.
Ruan Qi looked down at her hands, her pale face showing confusion.
"Little girl, don't think about it." Bai Li interrupted her thoughts, "Go downstairs and get a glass of milk to calm down."
Ruan Qi got out of bed a little sluggishly.
The dream just now was so terrifying that the little girl's legs were a little weak. She moved step by step to the door of the bedroom, opened the door, and walked downstairs while holding on to the wall.
"Who is it?" A familiar voice suddenly came from the first floor.
Only then did Ruan Qi realize that the kitchen light was on.
"Is it my brother?" she asked softly.
"Xiao Qi?" Ruan Munan quickly walked out of the kitchen.
He looked at the little girl standing on the stairs, with a hint of surprise on his handsome face, "Are you not asleep? Or did you just wake up?"
A man in a white nightgown stood at the door of the kitchen. The spotlight above cast a warm yellow light, adding a softness to his gentle face.
Ruan Qi looked at Ruan Munan, and her heart suddenly fell to the ground after being frightened by the nightmare.
She trotted over with bare feet, like an injured kitten plunging into the man's arms.
"Brother, I had a dream. Many children died in the dream. It was so scary."
Ruan Munan was about to hug the little girl back, when the smile on his face slowly froze.