Chapter 1127

Who had grabbed hold of me? I slowly opened my eyes and saw a large hand gripping mine tightly. Then, I saw someone clad in golden armor, riding on a colorful cloud. "Bruce?" That familiar face took me by surprise. How could it be Bruce? In a brief moment of confusion, the golden armor became a black coat, and the colorful cloud became a press conference stage. Bruce stood there, his concerned gaze fixed on me. He held a black microphone in his hand and spoke each word clearly. "I believe in Nancy." The panic, fear, and despair all melted away like light had returned to me. However, I just stared at his calm and handsome face, my heart filled with an indescribable emotion. Even after I woke up, I remained immersed in that feeling. It was already noon, and the warm sunlight streamed through the window, enveloping me in warmth. The initial cold despair from the dream had vanished entirely, but I still remembered Bruce's hand in my dream, warm, firm, and strong… The sound of a phone