"You have been sitting here for a long time!" Shi Shaoqin said with a frown slightly.

Zhimo Chen looked at Shi Shaoqin, "You have been busy for a long time!"

Shi Shaoqin lowered his eyes and chuckled, "Go to have dinner together?"

"I haven't drunk the juice yet," said Shimochen, picking up the juice and planning to drink it.

Shi Shaoqin frowned slightly, "Can you still eat after such a cup?"

"You can eat less," Shimochen said, and wanted to drink.

"sr" Shi Shaoqin was helpless. It was a feeling that he knew what Shimochen was going to do, but he could only put it in the trap. "I drink, you can keep your stomach for dinner!"

Zhimochen immediately put down the cup and handed it to Shi Shaoqin. His clear eyes were filled with a hint of cunning.

When the breath in the cup was filled with an unbearable smell that filled his nose, Shi Shaoxing, he never touched or had the chance to appear in front of him in his life, because sr, not only appeared, he had the honor to taste it.

The strange smell stimulated the taste buds to slide into his throat and filled his mouth with a breath. Shi Shaoqin felt that he probably had no appetite later.

But because he had to eat with SR, he had no appetite, so he had to eat calmly

Otherwise, SR would not be able to get over the anger in his heart.

At the steps at the door, one big and one small are very harmonious.

Shi Juexi, who had just gone to the restaurant, heard that when Zhimo Chen asked for a glass of mixed juice, a warm smile immediately appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"They don't know how many times they have played such a game, but they are still enjoying it." Shi Juexi sat down on the chair.

The restaurant housekeeper smiled and put a glass of water on his hand. "Although I drank it many times, Mr. Qin is still not used to the taste."

"There is a problem if you can get used to it." Shi Juexi shook his head, "SR is mixed differently every time, and the taste is so unique that it is difficult to get used to it."

As soon as these words came out, the servants serving in the restaurant smiled one by one. The solemnity of Grammar was gradually disappearing because of the punishment of Grammar.

Luocheng.

The night was dark, and at midnight, a sudden wind blew, and the air seemed to be filled with moisture.

The leaves were rustling by the wind that was getting stronger and stronger. Under the night light, shadows fell on the lawn with indescribable sense of desolation.

Ye Ziyu's hand gradually grabbed the quilt, becoming tighter and tighter, as if something was dragging her to a place, but she resisted that place.

"Dad, I want to say a few words to you, okay?"

"I'm afraid that if I don't say it, I won't have a chance. Dad, please."

Ye Ziyu's eyebrows were tightly clotted together, and his eyes were scarlet, just like he was stained with blood.

She wanted to see who was talking, so sad and powerless?

She also wanted to see who the girl's father was and why she didn't agree to the girl's request, but because her eyes were covered in blood and she couldn't see anything clearly.

Who do the girl wants to talk to?

Didn't hear that person's name clearly just now

"This is the map. You can walk from here. Don't worry about me as soon as possible. Dad won't ignore me. You should leave quickly!"

"There is no time left, let's go quickly, I beg you to leave!"

"I don't regret falling in love with you, nor do I regret doing what I did for you, but I don't know what I want to do, he is really my dad."

The choked crying brought the girl's despair and sadness. Such a sound seemed to be a small needle that pierced into Ye Ziyu's heart. Her hand holding the quilt became tighter and tighter.

Ye Ziyu's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his closed eyes were trembling with his eye feathers because he was afraid and resisting things in his dreams.

"Who are you? Who are you?"

Ye Ziyu's gentle whispering sound overflowed his lips, feeling irresistible as he was afraid

"I don't want to listen, don't listen who you are walking away, I don't want to listen!"

"Where am I? Let me go, let me go"

Ye Ziyu began to shake his head, trying to get rid of all the sounds in the dream.

However, the repeated words seemed to have been cast by a spell, and she couldn't get rid of them no matter how hard she shook them.

"Xiye"

A voice came from my ears, with solemn concerns.

Ye Ziyu was still trying hard to shake her head. She wanted to escape the girl's sadness and the sound of pushing herself into a desperate situation. However, no matter what she did, she could not avoid it.

"Xiye, wake up!" Ling Yiyan gently pushed Ye Ziyu, his cold face was heavy, "Ling Xiye!"

"ah!"

Just as Ling Yiyan shouted his name in a low voice, Ye Ziyu screamed in surprise, brushed it, and suddenly opened his eyes.

She gasped and looked at the roof, her eyes dissipated without any focus.

"Xiye?" Ling Yiyan frowned and looked at Ye Ziyu, who knew he had a nightmare at first glance. He frowned and took the water cup on the bedside table, held up Ye Ziyu and said, "Drink a little water to press."

Ye Ziyu didn't respond, but just looked at Ling Yiyan in a daze.

"Come on, drink water." Ling Yiyan put the water cup to Ye Ziyu's lips, and his voice softly tempted.

Ye Ziyu took a few sips obediently, pushed open the cup slightly, swallowed it hard before he could recover a little.

"Have you had a nightmare?" Ling Yiyan asked knowingly.

Ye Ziyu closed his eyes and swallowed again. After opening it, he nodded.

"I heard that I will feel a little restless in the early stages of pregnancy. It seems that it is true." Ling Yiyan frowned slightly and said.

Ye Ziyu took the cup and took another sip of water before he woke up completely, "When will the eldest brother come back?"

"Just now," Ling Yiyan said, "I come back to pick up the things, pass by your room, and I hear the movement inside."

Ling Yiyan looked at Ye Ziyu, whose forehead was covered in fine cold sweat, and wondered, if he hadn't come back, would she have been supported by nightmare all the time?

"Is it because of too much mental pressure?" Ling Yiyan took the cup from Ye Ziyu's hand and put it on the bedside table, "Or it is because of pregnancy that makes you dream?"

"It's probably because of pregnancy!" Ye Ziyu said with a tugging corner of his mouth.

"Do you want to get up and relax? Brother, go down and get you some late-night snacks?" Ling Yiyan asked.

Ye Ziyu nodded.

Ling Yiyan stood up, "I'll go downstairs to wait for you."

"Ye Ziyu responded, got out of bed and found a small cardigan, put it on, and went downstairs.

The wind outside was whistling, falling into Ye Ziyu's heart, revealing the heavy feeling of anxiety.

After waking up from the dream, the sound in the dream did not disappear and was still very clear.

But there is only sound, nothing

She didn't know if the sounds were real or just dreams

But because of those sad voices, she was almost suffocating at this moment!

Will that be her memory?

Why did she feel that it exists so real?
Chapter completed!