Then, that hand weakly fell, its life or death unknown.
The image lasted only a moment, yet its reality still frightened Ming Mei.
Ming Mei stopped.
Will something happen to Kang Chen?
What could possibly happen to him?
Or is it just a dream, not to be taken seriously, maybe it didn't happen at all, is she overthinking?
Ming Mei covered her head, shook it a couple of times, trying to shake off the thought.
Ming Mei continued to run, she closed her eyes and tried to run as fast as she could, but couldn't shake it off.
Stopping again, Ming Mei picked a rose.
She plucked the petals one by one.
She plucked the petals one by one.
Whispering: "Something, nothing... something... nothing... something, nothing..."
Finally plucking the last petal, Ming Mei's hand stopped.
"Something... happened?"
The flower stem fell to the ground, Ming Mei felt a bit panicked, not sure what was happening.
It's really just a dream, right? It shouldn't be like this.
