Gu Nuan Nuan's mind was a complete mess; she couldn't think at all.
"Master, the nightmare."
Cao Cao's voice popped up at the critical moment.
'Right, the nightmare.'
Gu Nuan Nuan was like a drowning person clutching at a straw. She blinked, and large tears streamed down her face, impossible to stop. "I had a nightmare. I've been having them every night. I saw… I saw…" Recalling the past, she could still remember the feeling of panic from when she was a little girl and heard the terrible news about her uncle—it was as if the sky itself had fallen.
They say children are the most sensitive. Back then, she might not have fully understood the impact of losing her uncle on her grandpa, grandma, her aunt and two cousins, or even on her and her mother. But her intuition told her it was definitely not a good thing for any of them.
Her face turned pale and she couldn't help but shiver. "I saw everything. It was so scary. I'm scared..."
