"I'm leaving, I don't know... I can't remember..." The voice carried an air of confusion, with a hint of helplessness and grievance.
Little Dengdeng's irritation suddenly subsided a bit, "Then why are you in my dream?"
"I don't know either, I can't remember anything, but I know your name is Dengdeng." The voice continued.
"Then where are you? If I see you, I might know who you are." Little Dengdeng said again.
"I don't know either, I can't get out." He spoke and started crying with grievance.
Little Dengdeng hurriedly stood up, "Alright, alright, don't cry, let me find you first."
The sky was just beginning to brighten, and Little Dengdeng suddenly woke up from the dream, yawning widely. He hadn't rested well that night, having spent the night searching for someone, feeling more tired than if he had not slept.
Suddenly, he noticed the fading glow on his bellyband. If he hadn't happened to look down, he wouldn't have noticed the glow disappearing completely in an instant.
