Miss Long groggily opened her eyes. In the pitch-black jungle, Tang Qingxue stood in front of her, face covered in blood, reaching out her arms, "Lingling, save me, save me, save me..."
"Qingxue, Qingxue, give me your hand, give me your hand..."
Miss Long rushed forward, trying to grab Tang Qingxue's hand, but suddenly a pair of hands emerged from the darkness, taking Tang Qingxue away, pulling her into the darkness. No matter how Miss Long reached out, she couldn't hold onto her, and could only watch helplessly as she was pulled farther and farther away, eventually disappearing without a trace.
"Qingxue, no!!!"
Miss Long cried out in pain, waking up from the nightmare.
When she opened her eyes, Yeh Huang was looking at her in astonishment. He propped her up with both hands by the bed, "Had a nightmare?"
Miss Long, sweating profusely, nodded weakly, "A dream... I dreamt of Qingxue, she was reaching out to me, asking me to save her."
