Although tears had already streamed down her face at some point, the woman still couldn't help smiling.
She hadn't even recognized herself at first.
But she couldn't really blame herself.
Who would have thought there could be another version of her?
No.
She wasn't herself now.
She was that child, Qiqi.
And now she remembered this scene, too.
Wasn't this the moment when she'd been beating that child?
What was going on?
This really was a dream, wasn't it?
But why was she having this dream?
She'd never had one like this in the past year.
Was it because she was about to die?
What was this supposed to mean?
Wake up, wake up, wake up... Wake up!
The woman repeated the words wake up over and over in her mind.
If it was a dream, all she had to do was wake up.
But why?
She couldn't wake up.
The pain in her body grew worse.
Was this really a dream?
She was starting to feel lost.
Could she... never wake up again?
When she emerged from the darkness into the light once more, the familiar pain returned. This terrifying possibility seemed more and more likely to become reality.
She curled up in the darkness.
The light before her filled her with the same terror as a venomous snake.
What light?
It was an even darker abyss!
But the light gradually swallowed the darkness and closed in on her.
The darkness vanished at a visible pace.
She was so terrified she was nearly in despair, but there was nowhere to run.
In the end, the light engulfed her.
The familiar pain struck again.
The woman felt as if she were in hell.
She had always taken such good care of that face, yet now she found