In the white bird's presence, Rui Ye took in huge gulps of air and controlled his erratic breathing with much difficulty.
Now that he had calmed down, he felt a little embarrassed for overreacting just because of a nightmare. Come on, he was already six— almost seven years old in a few months! He was now a big boy, and he must not bawl his eyes out like a baby anymore! Besides, there was no telling that his dreams would come true. He'd had a lot of dreams since he was little, and only some of them had manifested into reality. As for the nightmare he'd just had… he truly couldn't fathom why he would dream of something like that, but he quickly reasoned that it must be because he had missed his friends. Yes, that must be it!
Rubbing his tear-streaked face, he raised his head with a sheepish look. "Xiao Bai—"
His words faltered midway. The window was still open, bringing in a stream of fresh air that fluttered the white curtains.