But she always knew that these words couldnāt fool herself. In the eyes of those players, the data were each a vibrant, independent life, whose most splendid life paintings had not yet unfolded before being early buried in the stomachs of the Insect Race!
The darkness in her vision cleared again, as if a breeze had blown it away, revealing the reality beneath the haze.
Yet seeing the scene before her, she would rather be surrounded by those nightmarish sounds. Her vision was tinged with blood red, warm, bloody liquid seemed to flow from her forehead, and her whole body was consumed by endless pain, unable to feel her limbs.
In front of her stood a somewhat mature-looking teenager, one of those who had saved her earlier.
But his condition was dire, with two empty pant legs, a severed left arm, and most of his face covered in blood and other colored liquids, forming a sobbing smile, "Mom... Dad and little brother left peacefully. Iāll take care of you from now on..."
What! A string seemed to snap in Su Jiamengās mind, his words echoing in her head, what does it mean... Dad and little brother left?
In the next second, numerous Insect Races appeared in the desolate ruins of broken walls, of all shapes and sizes, engulfing them, taking away the boy who tried to pounce over to shield her and his final voice, "Ahānoānoāā!!"
Su Jiameng screamed as she sat up, her forehead covered in beans-sized sweat, trickling down, leaving a wet mark on the quilt. She quickly threw off the quilt and ran to the window to look outside, where the sunlight was extremely bright, bringing with it an indescribable warmth, shining warmly on her body, as if purifying the dirtiest corners of the heart, yet unable to warm her heart right now.
The sky was azure, the sunlight golden, and the outside scene peaceful and quiet, with passersby occasionally flying by with aircraft, and hovercars appearing in the sky from time to time... Everything was very normal, with no shadow of those disgusting creatures.
No! Su Jiameng quickly turned and ran back, threw the quilt open, and saw two eggs snuggling together, with the patterns on the shells occasionally flickering, the azure patterns becoming clearer and brighter. Her children... were still eggs, not two teenagers...
Exhausted, Su Jiameng collapsed to the ground, her chest heaving violently, her back drenched with cold sweat and lingering fear. The boyās tragic face from the dream lingered in her mind, closing her eyes would bring his eyes back, causing a pang in her heart!
The room was silent, and a sound came from outside the door, it was Guan Changxi and Su Mo requesting to open the door. She got up and opened it, Su Mo lunged directly, almost straining Su Jiamengās old waist! Su Mo took the opportunity to push her down, "Ah ah ahāThree Good Lolita master, donāt be afraid, Su Mo will protect you wholeheartedly! Have a nightmare, come into our turbulent embraceā"
Su Jiameng: "..."
Could she say that her full of sorrow was instantly reversed into a river by Su Moās antics? This guy is truly a mood-breaking demon!
Straining to rescue herself from the hands of the nanny trying to take advantage, she secretly lamented, "Itās not easy to keep chastity nowadays."
Although Su Moās appearance lightened the mood and prevented Su Jiameng from sinking deeper into the previous nightmare, the genuine sadness still lingered in her heart, "Su Mo, stop fooling around now, Iām okay, just had a nightmare."
Su Moās electronic eyes displayed vivid worry, warming Su Jiamengās heart, as she once again confirmed, "It really was just a nightmare... but this nightmare was so real, it made me a bit... a bit out of control. Go and get busy with your own things with Changxi first, Iāll go take a shower..." She was drenched in cold sweat as if scooped out from water.
Su Mo hesitated, glancing at Su Jiameng, secretly signaling to Guan Changxi. Unfortunately, it seemed Changxi didnāt receive the optical signals from Su Mo, slightly bowing to Su Jiameng, dragging Su Mo away this rare time.
Though they were taken away, along the way, one could still hear Su Moās angry voice and Changxiās ceaseless apologies asking for forgiveness...
Su Jiameng soaked in a hot bath, with two eggs within her view absorbing the nutrient liquid. She hesitantly reached out, dipping into the nutrient liquid to touch their egg shells, her inner unease slightly alleviated.
The dream was too real, so real that she believed it was something that would happen in the future. But she knew clearly that foreseeing the future and such were basically non-existent, at least she wasnāt aware of having such a special ability.
If heaven truly favored her with such a gift, she wouldnāt have died so unwillingly in the past life, and she also rejected the notion that it was her future. The re-emergence of the Insect Race, the scene of disaster replaying on earth, their whole family was dead in the dream...
Su Jiameng would never accept such a scene as her future! If the Insect Race really appeared, she didnāt believe she would be so weak, even if she couldnāt reverse the situation, she could do much with her Level Nine telekinesis identity!
As the saying goes, what one thinks about during the day appears in dreams at night, she believed more that this was her subconscious reacting to reality.
Thinking this, she felt much better. Her fingers unconsciously teased the two eggs wanting to escape yet awkwardly approaching her... Would these two children truly be as outstanding as predicted in the dream?
A faint smile appeared on her lips, her children would only be more outstanding than in the dream, and would grow up safely... even if she gave her life, she wouldnāt let her children walk in front of herself...(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)