"Brother is stupid, mother must be having a nightmare. Mother, I'll wipe the sweat from your forehead for you." Another crisp, ethereal and lingering voice also came over.,The next moment, the little baby's pale hand came over and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.,Su Yunjin raised her eyebrows. After so long, they all knew the shape of their dreams and had grown accustomed to it.。