She'd been running for a long time, and it seemed as though the sound of a baby's cry was coming from everywhere, but she could not pinpoint the direction of its origin.
Exhausted, she collapsed to the ground and closed her eyes, when suddenly a voice filled with deep affection and pain reached her ears.
"Qinqin... come back!"
"Qinqin, the child and I have been waiting for you."
"I miss you, I miss you so much."
Su Qing abruptly opened her eyes, stood up, and spun around, shouting loudly, "Who are you? Who exactly are you?"
"Qinqin, come back!"
Ahead in the dense fog, a tall figure appeared behind the mist, reaching out to her. She tried to push through the fog to reach him, but no matter what, she couldn't get close to him, nor could she see his face clearly.
Who was he? And who was Qinqin?
She woke from her dream, drenched in cold sweat. After taking a shower because she could no longer sleep, she simply put on a coat and left her room.
