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In the middle of the night, I was woken up by soft sobbing.
“Are you crying?”
There was no answer.
I turned on the bedside lamp and found that Lily wasn’t awake.
After debating for a while whether to wake her up, I finally turned off the light and gently pulled her into my arms.
I patted her back rhythmically, and the person in my arms gradually calmed down.
Strange, what could make someone cry in their dreams?
Although I’ve never cried so heartbrokenly, I can understand that it must be something very upsetting.
It’s better not to wake her up to face problems she can’t solve right now.
