Gao Yang scoffed disdainfully.
Unconvinced:
"Big bro! It's just a dream! Why do you bother applying logic and reality to a dream? Can Zhang Yuqian even write a paper in her dream? Why be so strict about something like a montage?"
"I think it's merely a nightmare, and not really a big deal. Surely after this ordeal, Zhang Yuqian and her close friend didn't really care much about it."
"After all... we've gone through everything in Zhang Yuqian's coffin, and apart from this videotape, there wasn't any other tape, indicating that Zhang Yuqian only tried it once and then didn't care anymore."
"And that diary, there're no records about the nightmare in that diary, which indicates that the matter is over, and Zhang Yuqian's curiosity was also satisfied without further investigation."
