When Xiao Jin carried her back to the bedroom after cleaning up, Shen Tang was already so exhausted that her mind was fuzzy, and she fell into a deep sleep.
But as soon as she fell asleep, it was as if she plunged into a dream.
In her hazy state, Shen Tang felt that this dream seemed familiar, her body weightless and endlessly falling, surrounded by an endless abyss. It was unclear how long it took before she finally landed at the bottom of the abyss.
Everything was pitch-black in front of her; she couldn't even see her hand in front of her face.
The air was thick and murky, and with each breath, it felt as though her lungs were being weighed down heavily, making it almost impossible to breathe.
Suddenly, a gust of strong wind swept up from an unknown place within the deep valley, howling as it came, almost lifting her off her feet.
