The first ray of autumn morning light seeped through the gap in the curtains, slanting onto the bedspread.
Intermittent murmurs echoed in the bedroom.
Qiuqiu suddenly opened her eyes, her chest rising and falling violently.
Staring blankly at the ceiling, her thoughts gradually returned from the nightmare.
Sitting up, she picked up her phone to check the time.
[6:14]
[September 19, 2023, the fifth day of the eighth lunar month]
Seeing the words "fifth day of the eighth lunar month," her lips moved slightly, her gaze a bit dim.
There are only 10 days left until the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it coincides with the National Day holiday, allowing for an eight-day break all at once.
But she couldn't feel happy at all.
Because her father's death anniversary is on the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month.
The recent frequent nightmares are probably related to the approach of this date.
As for her father, she doesn't have a profound memory, only a few recollections.
