Jack Wei told Yang Sheng his dream exactly as it happened. After listening to it, Yang Sheng laughed so hard that he collapsed on the sofa and couldn't get up.
"Tell me what kind of dreams you have. With such a wild imagination, why don't you write a novel?" Yang Sheng rubbed his belly. "You can die if you want, but you have to drag me down with you."
"Who the hell dragged you into this? I can't control the dream." Although Jack Wei said this, he was still frightened by what happened in the dream. He felt that it had been a long time since he saw Yang Sheng bickering with him. He lowered his eyes as he spoke, "I don't know why, but I felt that the dream was so real, as if I had lived my whole life in it."
Yang Sheng added, "Is it because school is about to start? You are a little stressed. Why don't you check online and find out what it means to dream about your whole family dying?"
Jack Wei threw a pillow at him, and Yang Sheng caught it firmly, smiling and apologizing, "Just kidding," his expression became more serious, "But if something like this really happened, I would rather you and I were the opposite."
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