Lu Xiaoyu was initially curious about what kind of girlfriend her little brother would find.
However, when she saw the photo of her little brother Han Ze carrying a girl and running away with a worried look on his face, the gossipy expression on her face froze.
On the other side, Xu Miaoran exclaimed, “Xiaoyu, isn’t this you?”
Lu Xiaoyu rubbed her face and sighed, “Yeah, didn’t my hand get cut that day? Little Brother happened to come to our class. He was so worried that he hugged me and ran all the way.”
“Oh, I remember now.”
After chatting with her good friend for a while, Lu Xiaoyu began to think of a solution.
She hadn’t entered her dream for a few days, so she didn’t know how old FA FA was.
Lu Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed.
Lu Xiaoyu carried the dagger and the antidote that her mother had prepared with her almost every day because she wasn’t sure when she would enter the dream again.
In the end, half a month passed without any signs of entering the dream again.