After a moment of silence, An Yuanyao no longer pressed and allowed her son to take over the work in her hands.

until……

An Yuanyao said this.

"I... dreamed of her last night."

"..."

The movement paused.

Liu Zhiyue's eyes also dimmed a lot after hearing these words.

He turned his head slightly and looked at his haggard mother beside him.

Take a breath.

Said a sentence.

After saying these words, An Yuanyao, who looked poor, nodded with a faint smile on her face.

But An Yuanyao, the girl who witnessed all this with her own eyes, was stunned on the spot.

What my son just said echoed in my mind.

At this moment...she seemed to understand.

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The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines into the house.

The conversation between her parents outside the house gradually became clearer to her ears, as well as the laughter of her younger brother.

But she... was full of sadness.

Open your eyes and look at the ceiling in front of you.

Sentimental, she shed tears at this moment.

He opened his mouth and shouted like he was mumbling to himself.

Call out a person's name.
Chapter completed!