She discovered that childish stories can also be very hypnotic.

Of course, it may be that the dim light of the desk lamp is too suitable for falling asleep, or it may be that the godmother's eyes look at her so peacefully and gently that she always falls asleep without any expectations. She has a dreamless night and is able to sleep peacefully until the next morning.

She could see her godmother smiling and saying hello to her from the kitchen.

When she was putting away her clothes just now, she would remember that day when she was kneeling in front of the closet. Her godmother, wearing home clothes, was sitting opposite her, taking her to fold the clothes and put them in the closet.

That figure seemed to still be in every corner of the house, smiling and talking softly.

It's just that the figure is not solid at all. She can see through the figure and see the empty furniture behind her. The voices ringing in her ears are gradually becoming illusory, and the air is getting colder.

'Xiao Ai, wash your hands and get ready to eat...'

'Xiao Ai, fold this place over... No, it's just my habit. Folding clothes like this will make them look better...'

'Xiao Ai...'

'Xiao Ai...'
Chapter completed!