Chapter 876

"Nothing, just a little strange!" On the seventh day of the summer, he raised his waist from his arms and frowned slightly.

"What's so strange?" Feng Xun's lips are slightly crooked, looking at her puzzled eyes falling on her body, he asks in a funny way: "little girl, did you dream that you passed through?"

"The little girl I dreamed of, I thought it was one of my sisters. After all, they were all born to the same parents, and they looked similar when they were children..."

Early summer seven shrugged and said in a low voice: "I also dreamed that the little girl took out a piece of sugar and gave it to a bigger little boy!"

"Is it?" Feng Xun stroked her hair hand, heard her words, stopped, staring at the depths of her eyes, tentatively asked: "you dream of that little boy, what does it look like?"

"He's a little older than the little girl. He looks like little Noah." On the seventh day of the summer, he recalled the boy's face and said, "although his features are a little similar to that of Noah, he is much taller than Noah, and his temperament is even colder!"

Feng Xun's thoughts drift away when he hears her description. Although she doesn't remember, he has a deep memory. Even her childhood hairpin is still well preserved!

Feng Xun is just meditating. The fingers of the seventh day of the summer have already touched his face, and let him come back to himself.

"Feng Xun, what did you look like when you were a child?" On the seventh day of the summer, he suddenly opened his mouth.

"Why do you ask?" Feng Xun holds her fingertips and says with a dumb smile.

"I'm almost sure that the little boy I dreamed of was not Noah, but he looked a little like Noah. Maybe it was when you were a child!"

Looking at Feng Xun's facial features carefully on the seventh day of the summer, the more you look at it, the more you feel that he is very similar to the little boy in the dream, especially his awe inspiring temperament, which can't be changed from childhood to adulthood!

Feng Xun's hand holding her fingertip was slightly stiff. After a moment, he shook his head and said with a smile: "you don't have my picture, but you dream of me as a child. Did you like me when you were a child?"

"How could it be that I didn't know you when I was a child!" In early summer, seven glared at him, and said with a good humor and a funny voice, he secretly make complaints about narcissism.

Feng Xun couldn't help laughing and patiently analyzed: "since you didn't know me when you were a child, how could you dream about my childhood?"

On the seventh day of the summer, he thought that it didn't make sense. He said in a low voice: "that's what he said. We didn't meet at all when we were young..."

When she said this, she turned her head and recalled it carefully for a moment. Then she felt that the little boy's face had become blurred in her mind. She could not help knocking on her head and muttered: "it's really strange. I always feel that my head has been stuffy recently, and my memory seems to be confused too!"

Seeing that she was worried, Feng Xun patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: "since you don't understand, don't force yourself to think about it. It's not strange that your cold is not well and your head is a little heavy!"

"That's the only possibility!" At the beginning of summer, I nodded at seven o'clock, and I couldn't figure out whether my symptoms were caused by cold and fever or other reasons!

If there is a problem with the brain, then she has also checked the brain before, and there is no problem!

The seventh day of the summer sighed and asked, "Feng Xun, did you know one of my sisters when you were a child?"

"Your sister?" Feng Xun shook his head and jokingly replied, "no way. If I knew them, I would not be unable to recognize them. Besides, your sisters have not seen me. If they knew me when I was a child, why should they keep it from you?"

"You didn't lie to me, did you?" At the beginning of summer seven pick eyebrow to ask a way, in fact there is a voice in the heart, telling her, perhaps Feng Xun has concealed some things from her in some aspects, but she also doesn't know why she has this kind of feeling!

If the little boy in the dream is Feng Xun, he should have an impression. What's the reason for hiding himself?

"I didn't cheat you, I really don't know one of your sisters..." Feng Xun nodded happily and answered calmly in the face of her suspicious eyes.

He really didn't cheat her, the only one who had an intersection with his childhood was his little girl, no other woman!

It's just because it involves the Rose Cross and the death of her mother. He can't tell her the truth for the time being... And she's afraid to tell her the truth. She can't accept it for a moment, and even chooses to leave him!

Seeing Feng Xun's calm eyes, he let out a sigh of relief on the seventh day of the summer, and then lay back in his arms again. He said in a low voice, "I don't remember when I was a child. You and your sister can't have no impression... Maybe I think too much!"

"Little girl, Freud once said that dreams are the embodiment of subconsciousness. Maybe you dream about yourself and me in your childhood, hoping that we will meet very early!"

Feng Xun put his arms around her waist, kissed her cheek, and whispered in her ear: "maybe you hope your childhood sweetheart is not Tao Mingxuan, but your dear husband Feng Xun!"

On the seventh day of the summer, he felt hot on his face and poked his chest: "don't narcissism! I don't think about it day and night

"Really not?" Feng Xun's voice overflowed with a low smile, holding her hand slowly sliding: "but every day I separate from you, I miss the night you think I can't sleep..."

Feel the heat of his breath on his neck, early summer seven shrink his body, just want to take back his hand from his hot palm, heard him whisper: "don't move!"

On the seventh day of the summer, he quickly stopped struggling and lay quietly in his arms. He noticed that his breathing was more stable, but the blush on his face didn't dissipate so quickly. He muttered in a low voice: "it's obviously your insomnia. It's still on me..."

"Yes, only you can be my good medicine!" Feng Xun lightly pecked her face and said in a funny way: "it's just that once you're not around me, the symptoms are more severe than before!"

Early summer seven Leng Leng, see he doesn't seem to be joking, hurriedly nervous asked: "really? Do you want to see a psychologist again? "

Without waiting for Feng Xun to speak, she said, "don't look for that Jessica, just go to her teacher, Professor Brown!"

"Little fool..." Feng Xun saw the hard to hide worry on her face, but he didn't understand the meaning of his words. He was moved and jokingly said: "there's no need to see a psychologist!"

"Are you sure?" The seventh day of the summer asked hesitantly. Feng Xun nodded slightly and whispered in her ear, "I'm sure! Who let my little girl, can pacify my nerves, but also let my body and mind also get a lot of comfort