A Dream

A Dream

But she also spent more time in the hospital than the other children.

In a deep sleep.

She did not seem to have the endless energy the other children had.

She always tired easily.

And she also got sleepy easily.

Her memory was not very good.

Whenever she woke up in the hospital, she had forgotten what had happened before.

How many children would remember something from two years ago?

Two years had passed her by...

If not for...

The child would never have thought of it at all.

Juzi froze.

She was a little dazed.

She did not know what the child was trying to say.

Just a little.

After all, one did not need to take everything a child said too seriously.

Juzi's gaze softened.

"Then how did Bao Bao remember it again?"

Juzi followed the child's words and asked.

The child's expression was somewhat dazed.

"...I had a dream."

"A dream?"

Juzi was rather surprised by that answer.

A dream...?

"Mm."

The child nodded.

"I dreamed about that day..."

The child's voice grew softer and softer.

As if she were afraid of disturbing something...

"...The maple leaves were so beautiful..."

Red maple leaves filled the sky, drifting and swirling.

They filled her entire field of vision.

"...They were like butterflies..."

Their graceful arcs outlined stunning lines.

"They were dancing..."

The child waved both hands unconsciously.

A dreamy expression appeared on her face.

Spinning, leaping, brimming with abundant vitality.

Each butterfly scattered and gathered.

Then they came whistling toward her.

She widened her eyes.

As if she had been frightened.

Yet she could not bear to look away.

Or rather, she had no way to look away.

She felt her body grow light.

Countless