Chapter 31 The person in the dream gradually turned into Lin Han's face (1/2)

Qin Suman had the same dream many times.

She was wandering aimlessly among the towering buildings of the street, searching for a girl.

The girl wasn't even as tall as the stool leg; she had just learned to walk.

The girl kept walking in front, and she kept chasing after her.

No matter how hard she ran towards her, the person in front of her was always out of her reach.

She kept running and running until she was completely exhausted and almost frantic. The girl gradually grew from a tiny toddler of about one year old into a graceful young woman.

In her dream, Qin Shuman called out to her, and the girl turned around and sweetly called out "Mom!"

But she couldn't make out the girl's face at all; she could only vaguely see a silhouette.

Tonight, the same dream continued to replay in Qin Shuman's mind. When she called out to the girl countless times as usual, she turned around, and her face slowly became clear.

"Hanhan? Is that you?"

Lin Han's face appeared before her; the girl who had appeared in her dreams countless times finally had clear features...

Qin Shuman woke up with a start. The surroundings were unfamiliar. It took her a while to remember that she was lying in a bed at the city guesthouse.

"Hanhan! It's her."

She turned around and saw Lin Han lying quietly asleep on the bed next to her.

Her heart felt as if it had been gripped tightly by something, but it slowly relaxed when she saw Lin Han still beside her.

No wonder she felt a sense of familiarity and kinship when she first saw Lin Han today.

It turns out she was the girl who had been calling her "Mom" in her dreams all these years.

Qin Shuman gave birth to a son when she was 22 years old. Later, due to a job transfer, her one-year-old son was accidentally lost.

Twenty-seven years have passed, and not a single day has passed since she was not immersed in the pain of losing her son.

But starting five years ago, she had the same dream repeatedly: in the dream, she was desperately searching for her lost daughter.

She had never given birth to a daughter, so why would she have such a dream? Moreover, she had never seen the street scenes in the dream before. There were towering skyscrapers, colorful neon lights, cars everywhere, and roads wider than rivers. Her clothes in the dream were also out of place with the people around her. It was as if she had entered another completely unfamiliar world.

But the feeling in the dream was so real that she was certain it was her daughter.

Qin Suman was at a loss. Lin Han looked to be only in her early twenties, and she hadn't had any more children since giving birth to a son. There was no way she could be her daughter.

Although she was a party member and an atheist, at this moment she thought of the concept of past and present lives.

Otherwise, there's no way to explain that dream.

Qin Shuman couldn't sleep after that dream; she kept watching Lin Han's sleeping face until dawn.

There were no military training loudspeakers today, so Lin Han slept in late, a rare occurrence. When she woke up, it was already broad daylight.

Qin Shuman wasn't afraid of waking her up; she lay on the bed, not daring to even turn over.

"Hanhan, you're awake. I'll call a car to pick us up in a bit. Why don't you go downstairs and see what kind of breakfast we have, and buy something to fill your stomach?"

She was a little annoyed that she had injured her foot and couldn't take care of Lin Han, so Lin Han had to run errands by herself.

Lin Han didn't care. After washing up, she left the guesthouse and found a breakfast stall nearby. She bought two meat buns, two fried dough sticks, and two bowls of soy milk.

"Aunt Qin, breakfast is ready."