Guarding sweetheart's blackened Asian dream

On the way home, Yameng told Xiaolan what happened yesterday. . . . . .

At night, in Yameng’s room at home——

"Oh, Weishi doesn't believe in Yameng!~" Xiaolan said disappointedly.

At this time, Dongshuang seemed to think of something: "Eh? Yameng, Nanxue, Xiwu, and Beilu, what kind of mood were you born from?"

"Ah? That's right." Yameng didn't know where they [Guigui: referring to Dongshuang, Nanxue, Xiwu, Beilu~] came from, no, what mood they came from.

"I don't want to follow a confused child." Nan Xue said.

"By the way!" Ya dreamed of last night's dream, "Yesterday, I had a dream, and then there were you..."

"I figured it out," Bei Lu said while sitting on Yameng's table, "the enthusiasm for new classmates, the confusion when helpless, the remaining happiness in my heart, and the desire to be reborn. We were born in this mood .”

"Hey, yes." Yameng sighed and fell asleep.