An Xi had a dream.

The endless darkness in the dream is the endless clouds and mist clinging to it.

No matter how An Xi waved his hands, he couldn't disperse the fog in front of him, and An Xi had to run forward.

I saw a person from a distance, and I ran closer to see Wen Qing's face.

Seeing that he was about to collide, Wen Qing suddenly disappeared, and An Xi was also frightened and woke up from his dream.

"What's wrong?"

An Xi was sweating profusely, and the clothes behind her back were also soaked with sweat.

Tang Yibei stroked An Xi's forehead, and his fingers ran across An Xi's hair.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

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