C12 The secret of birthday

Chapter XII The Mysteries of Birthday

When I came to, the memory of the day returned to me with anxiety and fear.

I chewed on the name that had appeared in my dreams.

"Cheng Qinghe..."

Why would I have such a dream?

When I think back to the whole dream, I feel more like a playback of memory.

I rubbed my sleepy eyes. I couldn't think of anything to do with my little head