At 8:40 in the morning, Teacher Wei asked the children to line up, put their hands on the shoulders of the children in front, and go to the playground like a small train to do morning exercises.
Arriving in this unfamiliar environment, An An was shy and curious. She was blinking her eyes, looking at the students in front, and then looking at the students behind.
Finally, the little one couldn’t help it and whispered to the student in front: “What’s your name?”
“My name is Tian Tian!” The little girl said enthusiastically.
“What about you?”
“My name is An An!”
“Can we be friends in the future?”
“Sure!” An An nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice and walked toward the playground with small steps.
At this time, a voice floated to her ears.
It was the child behind, who leaned her head forward: “Can I be friends with you too? My name is Qi Qi.”
“Sure.”
An An stopped, holding Tian Tian with her left hand and Qi Qi with her right hand, and said in a baby voice, “We will be good friends in the future!”
Teacher Wei, who looked at the three little balls walking side by side in a row: ? ? ?
Where was the small train we agreed to take? Were these little sisters strolling the street?
…
Mo Sui had been working day and night in the crew, and she hadn’t had a good night’s sleep for a long time.
When she got home, she fell asleep as soon as she lay in the soft quilt.
At first, Mo Sui slept soundly.
But slowly, she began to frown while sleeping.
She had a dream, a dream that was too real.
In the early stage of this dream, she struggled, as if a drowning person was trying hard to survive, but her body sank again and again and finally lost strength.
But just when she chose to give up, a timid little person appeared.
The child stretched out her hand, and her small body had great energy, pulling her out of the mud.
She didn’t know how long it took, but a low and warm voice sounded in her ears, one after another: “Sui Sui, Sui Sui…”
Mo Sui woke up and looked at the person in front of her in a trance, her heart beating very fast.
“Did you have a nightmare?” Gu Yicheng gently brushed her hair that fell under her eyes behind her ears.
“We should go pick up An An.”
Mo Sui changed her clothes and went out with Gu Yicheng.
Along the way, she was slow to come back to her senses until Gu Yicheng parked the car, held her fingers tightly, and walked to the kindergarten gate first.
They promised An An that they would be the first to pick her up.
“Yicheng.”
Suddenly, Mo Sui pulled the corner of his clothes, “I had a terrible dream.”
“What did you dream about?” He asked.
It was a long and addictive dream.
In the dream, she broke up with Gu Yicheng at the age of 22 and gave birth to a child alone.
When the child was two months old, she got a death certificate and cremation certificate, and her daughter died.
Pain, despair, self-blame, all kinds of emotions were about to make her collapse. She was almost devastated.
In order to grasp the driftwood and the hope of survival, Mo Sui decided to marry Gu Yicheng, but after marriage, she still pushed him away and numbed herself with alcohol.
Seeing her eyes moist, Gu Yicheng comforted her gently: “It’s okay, the dream is fake.”
“No, I think it’s real.” Mo Sui raised her eyes and said firmly.
Mo Sui in the dream could not find any hope of life until a little dumpling appeared.
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