Her pink pajamas were stained all over, and blood continuously dripped down from Ying Luo's forehead, falling drop by drop from her chin as she looked up at Lotcar standing on the rooftop.
In the middle of the night, hearing strange noises, Ying Luo awoke from her sleep, sat up, and pressed her ear against the wall to listen carefully. From the other side of the wall, there were crunching sounds, like a mouse burrowing.
To prevent the villa from being damaged by mice, Ying Luo threw on a robe and hurried downstairs only to find that it was Lotcar scraping the villa walls with his sharp claws.
Upon seeing the unusual behavior of Lotcar, Ying Luo's first thought was that Lotcar must have had a nightmare and was venting his inner torment by doing this stealthily in the middle of the night.
Everyone has things they aren't good at.
Painful memories buried in the heart materialized in dreams, and Ying Luo understood this feeling well.
