Dreams are so beautiful that people don't want to wake up.
Until an Xianyang heard the anxious female voice in his ear.
"Brother! Brother
He felt like he was about to fall into a dream.
"Brother!"
The sound never stopped.
Until an Xianyang felt a little wet on his face.
Only then understood, was that girl's tear fell on own face.
It's an Xiaojing.
"Xiaojing, you?"
An Xianyang gradually wakes up.
Looking at an Xiaojing, it is true that the person in front of her is her sister.
No one else.
Not anyone.
It's an Xiaojing.
"Brother. You have a good sleep, and I thought you would never wake up again. "
An Xiaojing's eyes were still full of water, and an Xianyang understood how dangerous and ignorant she was just now.
"Do you know, Xiaojing? I'm in a dream. I dream about her
An Xianyang's mouth pulled, said happily.
An Xiaojing looks at an Xianyang and shakes her head.
"Brother, it's just a dream, muying. She's been missing for a long time."
An Xiaojing is worried that her brother will get sick if he goes on like this.
After leaving Lengjia villa that day.
When she called an Xianyang again, the phone couldn't be turned on.
That's why she came here.
At the first sight of an Xianyang, the man fell on the floor of the entrance.
An Xiaojing thought something had happened at that time.
A panic in my heart, and then helped him to the sofa.
But how to call an Xianyang can't wake him up.
And he didn't seem to want to wake up at all.
In an Xiaojing's heart, all thoughts were extinguished.
I thought the previous tragedy would be the same.
Fortunately, I really think too much.
An Xianyang wakes up.
An Xiaojing looks at an Xianyang and pours into his arms.
"Brother! You really scared me just now, brother
An Xiaojing cried.
An Xianyang stroked her hair over and over.
"It's all right. Xiaojing, I'm just dreaming. The dream is so beautiful that I don't want to wake up. "
An Xianyang's eyes suddenly deepened a trace of sadness.
An Xiaojing looks at him, but she doesn't know what to say.
My brother is looking for that woman even in his dream.
So, where on earth is that woman?
"Xiaojing, thank you for coming to see me. I'm sorry to worry you about me."
An Xianyang suddenly apologizes.
The whole person is very sad.
As a brother, as a brother, he always let his sister worry about him.
It's really not such a good thing.
It seems that in my life, I have always been taken care of by my sister.
I've never been responsible for my actions.
An Xianyang has never felt guilty.
"Brother, why do you say that?"
An Xiaojing shook her head.
This is her brother, the closest person in the world to her.
They should have supported each other, didn't they?
"Well, thank you. As a brother, thank you, sister."
An Xianyang said.
An Xiaojing's tears gradually fell down again.
The two of them settled down in their old house, and everything seemed to go back to the past.
However, it was even colder than that time.
But each case has its own advantages and disadvantages.
An Xianyang looked out of the window.
The morning light scattered on the windowsill, and the cry of the cicada that I couldn't catch when I was seven years old.
That year, I thought that if I caught the cicada, I could catch the whole summer.
An Xianyang smiles.
"I'm fine, Xiaojing."
An Xianyang assured an Xiaojing.
"Ring, ring!"
An Xiaojing's phone suddenly rang.
It's Leng Yichen.
Seeing that he was not at home early in the morning, he should be very worried.
An Xiaojing answered the phone in a hurry.
"Yechen."
"Xiaojing, where are you? Why can't I find you? "
"I'm here with my brother, yechen. I'm sorry I didn't tell you when I left."
An Xiaojing said.
She should have left a note for Leng Yichen.
He was worried again.
"Well, how did you get there. When will you be back? I'll pick you up. "Leng Yichen said.
An Xiaojing can't resist Leng Yichen's tenderness.
Had to tell the other side of their own situation.
Leng Yichen really can't sit still.
I hung up and rushed to the old house.
"Leng Yichen has really changed a lot. I feel that the whole person is different now."
An Xianyang said.
"He's really different now."
An Xiaojing said.
There are some happy smiles on the corners of the mouth.
"I'm relieved to see that you are so happy with him now."
An Xianyang said.
An Xiaojing smiles.
"Yes? Brother. You will, too. "
"Will it?"
An Xian shook his head blankly.
I don't know if I will be happy.
But from my sister's mouth, I really will be happy.
"Of course, brother, you are a lucky man and a good man. How can God make you unhappy?"
An Xiaojing said with a smile.
The two chatted for a while.
Leng Yichen's car arrived.
Leng Yichen looked worried.
It was not until the safety of an Xiaojing was confirmed that she was relieved.
Stop the car and get out of the car.
"Xiaojing, big brother."
Leng Yichen is close to this side.
An Xiaojing and an Xianyang look over.
The expression on his face immediately relaxed a lot.
"Are you worried about my sister?"
An Xianyang knows well and asks.
"Of course, as soon as I woke up in the morning, I couldn't see the person beside the bed. I couldn't get through to her after that. I thought something was wrong
Leng Yichen said.
"OK, OK, just here."
Leng Yichen gradually approaches an Xiaojing.
Put your hand on her shoulder.
"Tell me where you go, no matter when. You can wake me up
Looking at his serious expression, an Xiaojing wanted to make fun of Leng Yichen.
But it didn't go on.
She nodded.
"Well, you two hurry back. I'm alone. It's really sour to see you two so greasy and crooked."
An Xianyang said.
An Xiaojing was amused by what he said.
"Well, brother, we are just like this. We didn't mean to show it to you."
An Xiaojing said.
An Xianyang nodded.
Leng Yichen and an Xiaojing left.
Looking at the back of the two men, an Xianyang had all kinds of feelings in his heart.
Sure enough, people will change.
The man who used to treat his sister like that is now eaten to death by Xiaojing.
He was a little lucky.
At least with my sister, she is happy.
Even if they are unfortunate, what can they do?
Make sure they're gone, an Xianyang takes out his cell phone.
A text message on the top appeared on the screen.
This is also the reason why I suddenly supported an Xiaojing and Leng Yichen.
A strange number, send a message to yourself: see you in Italy!