Things were weighing on her mind, making it difficult to sleep soundly at night.
In the middle of the night, she was startled awake by a nightmare, and upon waking, discovered that outside was a vast expanse of white.
It was snowing again, and heavily.
Looking out at the still night sky and the pristine snow, Gu Lingling recalled her dream.
Since Yao Ruanqian died, she hadn't dreamed of her again.
Unexpectedly, she had just dreamt of her.
What happened in the dream was just like what Gu Chunmei had mentioned during the day.
Basins of bloody water being carried out one after another.
"Oh dear, she's got two in her belly, hurry up, do we save the mother or the child?" a midwife's urgent voice.
"The contractions are so strong; did she eat something she shouldn't have at noon?" The midwife continued.
"What could she eat? She eats whatever we eat," Old Mrs. Gu said. "Every day, she's ridiculously pampered, always saving the child."
The final voice carried a touch of impatience.
