Chapter 20 empty basket

She kept dreaming about losing things. To be exact, it's not that what you have in real life is lost in the dream, but what you just had in the dream that night but was immediately lost in an accidental plot. "Damn it!" she muttered as she made her breakfast coffee, and even suddenly ran into the bathroom and said to herself in the mirror, "You might as well throw me away, I'll be grateful to you," as if complaining to a lover. Here we go again, last night.I dreamed that I was carrying a large rattan basket, and the color of the rattan was very bright.They are all filled with luminous gemstone brooches, one of which looks like a chrysanthemum, and the others cannot be identified because of their unevenness and overlapping.It seems to be her collection, a basket full.

She seemed to be on a journey, catching a train or a ship, as if she was going somewhere far away.She hurriedly passed through the crowd with a basket in the opposite direction, and because she was the only one walking in the opposite direction, some of the pins in the basket were knocked off by a strange woman.She bent down to pick it up, and suddenly found that the road was covered with all kinds of pins, who didn't know who.She picked up hers precisely, and although it was mixed in, she could distinguish her own pin from the others.Just as she was about to leave, a woman suddenly jumped out to stop her, accusing her of encroaching on her.At this time, the strange woman who touched her basket just now also blocked her, smiling evilly.She understood two things at the same time: that the pins that lay on the road belonged to the woman, and that it was a conspiracy that the laughing woman touched her basket.

She looked at the big and small pins under her feet, they were all rough things."My pin isn't the same as yours," she explained to her, to which they both asked, "How do you prove it's yours?" She was asked in a dream, how to prove what did not need to be proved?She clearly knew that the two women were making things difficult, but although they could not prove their malice with strong evidence, the other party could force her to question her innocence. In the dream, she held up the blue pin high up, like splashing water, and all the pins fell to the ground.She smiled strangely: "That! It's all yours!"

Carrying an empty basket, she disappeared into a dream. KOOGEN Fragrance Free Type