Chapter 93 - A Strange Dream (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Xie Ying looked at Cheng Ling’s thin but straight back and sighed.

This granddaughter was too thoughtful and she took on many things.

All Xie Ying could do was to trust her unconditionally.

After returning to her room, Cheng Ling washed up and lay on the bed.

The street lights outside had already gone out. The moon was round and bright tonight, and the moonlight was cold and clear.

Cheng Ling looked at the moonlight, and slowly her consciousness began to blur.

She had a dream.

In the dream, Cheng Ling was only 18 or 19 years old. She had two ponytails.

But she was not at the Cheng family home, and Xie Ying was not by her side.

In the dream, she lived in a place like a valley. There were many peach trees in the surroundings, and it was so beautiful.

She was playing there alone when suddenly, a couple came from afar and called her Ling Ling intimately.

In the dream, Cheng Ling called them Dad and Mom.

The mature and handsome man was holding Cheng Ling in his arms. The other hand of his was holding his wife’s hand. Three of them were very happy and comfortable walking under the peach trees.

Then, the scene in the dream changed rapidly. Cheng Ling saw the two whom she called Dad and Mom lying on the ground. Blood kept flowing out of their mouths, noses, and eyes.

At that moment, they kept calling Cheng Ling’s name, and their eyes were full of reluctance…

“Ling Ling, you have to live well. Stay away from…”

They then stopped moving. Although their eyes were still open, they were no longer breathing.

In the dream, Cheng Ling kept crying and calling Dad and Mom.

Suddenly, her phone rang, and her dream came to an abrupt end.

Cheng Ling opened her eyes wide and woke up.

It was still dark outside the window.

Cheng Ling raised her hand to touch her forehead and could feel cold sweat.

The scene in the dream was too real. She could still feel the breeze and fragrance of the peach blossom valley.

And the last horrible scene…

Cheng Ling heard her heart beating vigorously and still hadn’t recovered from the dream.

For a moment, Cheng Ling didn’t know who she was or where she was.