Chapter 784

On the other hand, Miyazawa was not sleepy at all.

The little rabbit's eye mask was stained with the sweet smell of the girl, and from time to time he went to his nose.

The sweet smell, like a kitten's claws scratching on his heart.

The scratch made his heart itch.

He just know, why all say the girl is fragrant.

There are many women around him, but he doesn't love the perfume of those women.

I always feel a little pungent.

But the sweet smell on Qiao Mianmian's body won't make him feel pungent or bored at all. It's something he likes to smell.

Light, if there is No.

He remembered the sweet smell for ten years.

Even after so many years, once let him smell, he can immediately remember.

He suddenly remembered that he had asked Shen Rou before.

What is the reason why I don't spray this perfume anymore?

Shen Rou replied that she didn't like the taste.

Later, the perfume had already been discontinued.

He also asked Shen's what brand of perfume was, and he thought he could buy a bottle.

Because he really likes the sweet smell.

How did Shen Rou answer him at that time?

She seemed to say that she had picked a perfume from abroad, and what brand she had forgotten.

Later, he never asked her again.

Though he could not find the perfume again, he felt a little sorry for him, but he didn't think it was important.

The person who owns the perfume is there for him, and what else is not important.

Until he smelled the sweet smell in his memory again.

Until he suddenly found out that Shen Rou may have cheated him.

If that perfume has been cut down for a long time.

How could he smell it on Joe Mianmian?

If not, why did Shen Rou cheat him?

A lot of doubts in his heart, he is eager to find the answer.

He felt that he was getting closer to the truth step by step

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Miyazawa had a very short dream.

He dreamed about the night ten years ago.

In the dream, he fell into the swimming pool, he couldn't swim, choked on the water, the body can't control bit by bit to sink into the water.

Little by little, the water came into his mouth and nose.

He had difficulty breathing, as if he had been pinched by the neck, and was about to be out of breath.

He kept struggling in the water, calling for help.

But it was quiet all around.

There was no sound except his cry for help.

The cry for help he made over and over again was like a stone sinking into the sea, and no one heard it.

There was less and less air in his chest, and the boundless darkness came towards him, and he was gradually unable to make a sound.

Even if he knew that he was dreaming, at this moment, Miyazawa was afraid.

The fear of death made him fear uncontrollably.

He wanted to call for help, but he couldn't make a sound.

Help! Who can help him?

He doesn't want to die. He really doesn't want to die at all.

Tears came out of his eyes, and he could feel that death was getting closer to him.

Just when he was in despair and ready to die, suddenly a white light came on in the dark.

He opened his eyes and saw a man coming from the white light.

He couldn't see what the man looked like.

I can only see that she is wearing a white skirt with long hair. When her long hair moves in the water, it looks like seaweed.