Trapped in a nightmare, Ruan Qi gradually responded amidst the man's incessant mumbling.
A tear slid down from the corner of her eye, and she sobbed, calling out, "Jiujiu..."
"I'm here." Xi Jiu immediately replied, "Baby, I'm here. Open your eyes and look at me."
Upon hearing the man's words, the eyeballs under Ruan Qi's eyelids rapidly darted around.
Xi Jiu quickly raised his voice, "Baby! Wake up!"
"Xiao Qi! Open your eyes!"
"Senior Sister! Senior Sister, don't sleep anymore!"
One familiar voice after another penetrated the boundless darkness of the nightmare.
Who is it?
Who's speaking?
Why is it so noisy?
A nine-year-old girl struggled to pry open her eyelids but couldn't manage to wake up.
At this moment, a refreshing scent of medicine, like a gentle breeze over a lake, enveloped her softly.
A warm and soft hand gently rested on her cheek.
"Xiao Qi, wake up."
Who is it?
Such a gentle female voice.
Which big sister is it?
