Mu Anan's tone was too aggrieved.
Zong Zhengyu, who had been woken up by the ringing of his phone in the middle of the night, got up from his bed in one hand. After listening to Mu Anan, he immediately lifted the blanket and awoke.
He walked to the window and said in a low voice, "Girl, don't be afraid. It's just a dream. You're listening to me now. This is real."
"I dreamed that you didn't want me anymore." Mu Anan sniffled. "You left without looking back after you dropped me off at the airport. No matter how much I chased after you and shouted, you didn't want me anymore. You didn't want me anymore!"
Mu Anan's emotions had collapsed.
That dream was too scary.
It was too terrifying.
She had tried so hard to chase after that man.
But that man was too heartless.
The moment her mother and grandfather died, her first world was gone.