When the two caregivers left, Tao Xingyue was still hiding in place, and the caregiver who accompanied her did not dare to speak. She suddenly remembered something. It seemed that after handing over power, no one had come to see her for a long time, except for her two adopted daughters.
Already...
In fact, there is no problem between her and her two adopted daughters. These people are really making random speculations.
Suddenly, she froze for a moment and remembered many things in an instant. This memory lasted the entire afternoon.
She took out her mobile phone, dialed a series of numbers, thought about it, and returned to the ward without dialing.
When night came, Tao Xingyue was looking forward to it, and sure enough, she was back to the beginning.
For three whole months, Tao Xingyue was surrounded by happy dreams, which made her unable to distinguish between dreams and reality.
Starting from the fourth month, Tao Xingyue found that her body in the dream could not control herself, and could only watch herself speak and do things, which ultimately caused Tao Shuxia's tragedy.
A month later, she once again took out her phone and punched out the number, then put the phone down again, but never dialed.
She began to adapt to such dreams, but she experienced a different and beautiful life. Faced with this uncontrollable feeling of powerlessness, she was very anxious. Even the dream made her very concerned. However, she could only watch silently.
Tao Shuxia's miserable life happened again and again.
I pressed the number numerous times, but no call came through.
Until the day when all the dreams disappeared, Tao Xingyue was a little confused. Later, for several nights in a row, she no longer dreamed about Tao Shuxia, and she was still a little panicked.
She dialed the number and asked, "Where is my dream?"
"No more." Qian Yan said.
"Why is it gone?" Tao Xingyue asked, her tone a little anxious.
Qian Yan: "Wouldn't it be great if it's gone? You can enjoy your old age in peace in the future. Everything will end one day. That's enough."
There was a beeping sound on the phone, and Tao Xingyue dialed again. He asked people to change numerous numbers that day, but it still didn't work. The number he dialed the next day was already empty.
Apparently, the card was canceled.
That afternoon, the two adopted daughters heard that Tao Xingyue had caught a cold and came to visit her together.
"Why didn't Mom ask the nurse to bring an extra piece of clothing when she went out, knowing she was not in good health?" said the eldest daughter.
"The weather is so bad, it's a very wrong decision for mom to go out." the second adopted daughter added.
Tao Xingyue leaned on the bedside, ignoring the two of them, and her thoughts fell into the beautiful dreams of those few months. Once, she accidentally caught a cold and high fever, Shuxia ran up and down with her calves to bring her water, and touched her for a while.
Touch her forehead and ask the doctor if she is okay and when she will be fine.
When she woke up, she was faced with a concerned little face, asking her what she wanted to eat.
Even though she knew it was all fiction and a conspiracy by that person to attack her, she had no choice but to fall for it this time.
I originally thought she could control everything, but after experiencing a different life, some perceptions she could never go back to.
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"Do gods also age?"
"Without spiritual energy here, the body cannot be reborn."
Tong Yinghuai picked up the white hair on Qianyan's head: "But gods are gods, and their white hair is shiny, and they are very beautiful."
Qian Yan: "..." Whether your hair grows well is related to your diet.
Tong Yinghuai: "Where will your soul go after you die? Will you remember this life?" The most important thing is whether you can remember him.
"Remember."
"Ayan, how do you think I am doing? If you are satisfied, you can come to me next time. An acquaintance knows the root and the bottom, and a stranger knows the face but not the heart."
"Many people admire your strength, but I only admire you."