Sun Ning sighed and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.
As they spoke, Wen Kefan had already walked down the stairs.
Wen Kefan was wearing a plain robe, a comfortable and casual-style home outfit.
Her long hair was casually tied up, and a small Bohemian-style shawl was draped over her shoulders as she approached the two.
Wen Kefan greeted Sun Ning, walked around the coffee table, and sat across from them.
Sun Ning looked at Wen Kefan's complexion and asked, "Still can't sleep?"
Wen Kefan and Sun Ning were considered acquaintances.
Without any small talk, she just nodded at him.
Sun Ning smiled and asked, "Is there something on your mind lately?"
Only then did Wen Kefan shake her head and say, "No, I just have too many dreams at night. Sometimes I can't distinguish between reality and illusion. This state makes me restless, and I'm afraid I'll lose my mind like before..."
Wen Kefan's voice was gentle, not at all like someone suffering from a mental illness.
