Qin Xue just had a dream, but it seemed like she had slept for a very long time.
"Chu Molin, did I sleep for a long time?" Qin Xue asked uncertainly.
"Yeah, you slept for three whole days, you little sleepyhead," Chu Molin said, tapping his little wife's nose.
"I just had a dream, but I slept for three days." Qin Xue thought it was too unbelievable.
"Well, your dream was quite a long one. Can you tell me what you dreamt about?" Chu Molin realized after this incident that some things should be clarified and communicated well.
"I dreamt of Yingying. She wanted me to save her, but I didn't know where she was. I followed her voice, all the way to the edge of a cliff, where I saw Yingying fall. You know what? I just watched her disappear in front of my eyes, and I couldn't save her." Qin Xue was truly heartbroken.
Chu Molin held his little wife in his arms, gently patting her in silent comfort.