Wen Nannan opened her eyes again. She was still lying in bed, but she couldn't move. The strange drowsiness and her consciousness seemed to be in a tug-of-war. She was very tired, but she dared not close her eyes again.
When she woke up and closed her eyes again, she was able to reconnect to the same dream at the same point. It was real and terrifying. No matter how tired she was, she had to resist.
Wen Nannan's back was already soaked with cold sweat. She widened her eyes and stared at the ceiling, repeatedly telling herself—don't sleep!
The drowsiness gradually faded, and the heavy feeling on her body disappeared. Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, her gaze fell on the window. The fleeting shadow was none other than the human head from her dream!
This was the second floor. If it wasn't floating, how could she have seen it?
Wen Nannan dared not shout for Daddy Lu. She was afraid that if she spoke, whatever was outside would discover them.