His face was a little wet, and when he stretched out his hand, it was filled with tears.
Perhaps it was because everything in the dream was too real, and it made her cry.
She had just dreamed of being bullied. She had never experienced it, but everything in the dream was so empathetic.
Being oppressed by your parents and bullied by the people around you, should you lower your status and humble yourself to like a man?
It turned out that the man had no intention of protecting her and bullied her again and again.
Verbal humiliation, physical humiliation...
Always hit hard, always full of disgust.
But once they leave, they will be taken back again and things like this will continue.
Like teasing a cat and mouse.
Unless the cat gives up voluntarily, the mouse is the one being toyed with. He wanted to shout and scream, but his neck seemed to be restrained by someone, and he couldn't make a sound at all.
The feeling of frustration surrounded me deeply.
Because he felt so deeply, Qin Anan struggled even harder.
Finally got rid of the nightmare.
Looking at everything in the house, I felt panicked and still felt stuck and uncomfortable.
I have been feeling really uncomfortable recently, and I always dream about these things in my dreams.
I always feel that the person whose face I cannot see clearly is me, and everything I have suffered.
But Jing Yun said that the two of them were very happy and lived happily together.
I have never experienced these things at all.
So why are these things so real and so frightening?
It's so scary that I can't even breathe.
Qin Anan patted his head hard and reminded himself again and again: I can't think about it anymore. I really can't think about it anymore. These memories have nothing to do with me.
If she continues to think like this, she will collapse sooner or later.
However, think about it from another perspective: What if this is the memory I lost before?
What if this is the chance for me to rediscover myself?
So if that's the case, wouldn't it be a pity for me?
What if the memories you get back are not those good memories?
A splitting headache.
Qin Anan felt as if his brain had been divided into two halves.
Half of the time, I told myself to just forget it. My life now is very happy and there is no need to think about those insignificant things.
But the other side of the brain is telling myself: Just remember, a life without memory is not a beautiful life. You are like a person without roots, wandering everywhere, unable to find yourself.
Qin Anan's chest rose and fell again, feeling even more uncomfortable.
leisurely.
"Knock knock knock" There was a knock on the door.
"An'an, did you have a nightmare just now?"
In the dim night, Meng Jingyun's voice outside the door sounded particularly safe.
"A little bit, but there's nothing going on now. Sorry, the scream just now was too loud and woke you up. I'm sorry."
Meng Jingyun was sleeping lightly, and the slightest thing could wake him up.
At the beginning, Qin Anan didn't know about this and often woke up in the middle of the night.
After he woke up with a start, he realized that Meng Jingyun had also woken up.
It's dawn when you open your eyes.
The next day I could only go to the company with dark circles under my eyes.
In order to concentrate, I had to drink coffee constantly, which eventually hurt my stomach.
Very not worth it.
"I wasn't woken up. Do you want to come out and drink a cup of hot milk before going to sleep?"
Hot milk is the best medicine for them to help them sleep.
Meng Jingyun spoke so gently, which made him even more lovable especially in this dark night. This chapter has been completed!