"Stop kidding, this is just a small part of the dream. It's strange, these dreams are continuous."
Every time I finish dreaming, I feel dazed for a while after waking up in the morning," Lin Xian explained.
Upon hearing this, Ling Yiyi stopped joking and said seriously, "Feeling dazed? Have you been feeling
any pressure lately?"
"Pressure?"
Lin Xian shook his head and said, "No! Don't you understand my situation? We aren't short of money or sick,
where would the pressure come from?"
Ling Yiyi pondered for a moment, then nodded solemnly and said, "I understand now, you have a typical
case of prenatal depression!"
"Are you stupid? How can men get prenatal depression?" Lin Xian sneered.
"Why not?"
Ling Yiyi became serious, and explained, "It's quite normal, you're about to become a father,
aren't you a bit nervous?"
"Maybe a little!"
Ling Yiyi smiled and said, "It's normal to be nervous. You should take a hot bath before bed these few days,
and drink a cup of hot milk."
