She raised her finger and lit a flame.
Then quickly blew it out again.
"Just sleep directly. It's not too late to freshen up tomorrow morning."
She rubbed her muddled head.
Each cave dwelling was furnished the same.
Without waiting, she skillfully walked to the bed.
She took off her clothes and tiredly lay down on the bed.
The weariness swept over her, and she soon fell into a deep sleep.
That night.
Her sleep was restless.
The whole night, she lingered between dream and reality.
In the dream, someone was sometimes stroking her back, sometimes embracing her waist, sometimes holding her chest.
Making her toss and turn, trying to escape.
But each time she changed position, the person hugged her again.
She was tormented by this shameful dream all night long.
Upon waking, her head was still drowsy.
Her eyes were bloodshot.
"What's wrong with me?"
"Why did I have such a dream?"
