Seventh day of the seventh month, the day the Cowherd boy and the Weaver Girl meet, the full moon hanging high.
Cheng Su had an incredibly beautiful and dreamy dream, with stars all over the sky. She stood in a garden, suddenly flowers bloomed all around, with a fragrant scent, and a crisp baby cry sounded in her ears.
She laughed and looked over; in the golden light, it seemed a baby was crawling towards her.
Cheng Su laughed herself awake, no, maybe it was the pain that woke her up.
Opening her eyes, Cheng Su was still immersed in the dream she just had. Inside the room, it was very bright, moonlight poured in, landing on the bed, so she could see everything clearly.
Her belly hurt again, a cramping pain, she hissed and pushed Qi Taiguo who was beside her.
"Hmm? What's wrong? Is it very hot?" Qi Taiguo asked groggily.
"No, my stomach hurts," Cheng Su said.
Qi Taiguo mumbled an "Oh", still asleep, and said, "It's alright, it'll stop hurting after a while, just sleep."
