"Don't be afraid. Yan Huan, go back into your dream, seriously revisit everything you went through in the past, and then tell us exactly what you experienced. If you can say it out loud, a large part of your illness will be cured." Ji Chuan sat next to Yan Huan, reaching out to tightly hold her hand.
Yan Huan closed her eyes.
The dream continued.
Yan Huan saw herself being put into a burlap sack, first tossed into a car, then jostled on a cart, and finally brought to a warehouse.
The warehouse was eerie and deserted, with only the sound of girls sobbing faintly.
It turns out, she wasn't the only one who had been trafficked here.
"Who are you? Why are you crying? Were you tricked here like me?" In the dream, Yan Huan tried to ask something, but the surrounding environment was chaotic.
The dream suddenly shifted, with dust filling the sky everywhere, obscuring directions. This dream appeared not just once, but again and again...
