Originally, she was a little strange. A man like Bo Hancheng would dream and talk But in see, he corner of the eye outflow a tear, more Zheng in there.

He What do you dream about?

Unexpectedly Crying!

In an instant, Luo Zheng's heart shrank, and he felt tempted to stretch out his hand to wipe away the tears.

At the same time, Bo Hancheng is trapped in a dream. He is desperate. He keeps saying, "help her Is there anyone Help her... "

However, it was dark all around and the police were busy putting out the fire to make sure whether the murderer had died.

As for the driver of the accident, he never got off the bus to have a look and drove far away from the scene of the crime.

The location here seems to be in a remote area, but no one is looking up, making the heart of the thin cold city bleed little by little.

His fall, heart treasure, a Zheng sister, how can so helpless, so sad to die.

No, he won't, absolutely not!

"Luo Zheng, wake up and don't sleep. Luo Zheng, I'm here, I'm here... "

At the moment of her death, she read her name, but there was nothing she could do. The city seemed to fall into the abyss.

For the first time in his life, he found himself so incompetent and disgusted with himself.

See, beloved girl, in the present tragic death, there is no way!

……

"Luo Zheng one by one"

the next moment, the lying thin cold city, suddenly sat up, his forehead sweating, broken voice called his name.

It seems that this name has been engraved into the blood, soul and heart, which cannot be eradicated in life.

In this way, he scared Luo Zheng and his hands were frozen in the air.

Waiting for the soul to come back, his heart is complex. Bo Hancheng just dreamed of himself?

Just don't know, he dreams about himself.

As soon as I thought about it, Bo Hancheng opened his eyes, and first came into view, the girl's delicate palm When the palm of the hand to open, showing a familiar face, can not help but suddenly like a dream.

In reality, Luo Zheng, with a fresh life, is so safe, standing in front of himself.

Maybe in the dream, the scene of her death is too frightening. Bo Hancheng suddenly gasps and adjusts his hard breath.

"You..."

Luo Zheng subconsciously asks what he wants to ask.

Suddenly, almost caught off guard, Bo Hancheng stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly into his arms In this way, he made Luo Zheng feel as if he was a treasure, and he lost it and recovered it.

"Luozheng, are you ok? That's good, that's good... "

Thin cold city looks less trance, thin lips spit out a murmur.

Therefore, the original Luo Zheng became confused again, but for a while, he didn't rush to push Bo Hancheng away.

Most of them look at him. It's not right. They want to see why.

This hug is longer than what Luo Zheng imagined Even, Luo Zheng was forced to be buried in a man's chest, smelling the familiar breath, and then a little trance.

At last, Luo Zheng first regained consciousness, reached out and pushed the man: "Bo Hancheng, you hold it a little tight, I'm almost out of breath..."

As soon as this saying comes out, Bo Hancheng will not give up, or let go of the girl.

Then, with a new look, he examined from top to bottom, carefully determined that there was still sadness in his eyes, which did not disappear.

"What's the matter? Why do you look at me like this... "

Luo Zheng is not at ease when he looks at it, so he asks.

All you get is silence.

Yes, Bo Hancheng can't speak. It's a scene in a dream, too realistic, as if he had experienced it himself.

At that time, Luozheng was more mature and dazzling than it is now. It was just full of despair.

Vaguely, she wore a coat on her upper body and a gauze skirt underneath, which was a bit like a wedding dress skirt That's not to say, the last picture, freeze frame in a car accident, she lay there quietly.

Endless blood gushed out of her body and surrounded her closely.

He had to see it with his own eyes. She lost a little breath of life. She died on the night of the first snow. She didn't even care about people.

"What did you dream just now? Always calling My name... "

Looking at the man's silence, this unique look, Luo Zheng rarely arouses a little curiosity.

It's just a matter of words. Bo Hancheng still looks at himself. His eyes don't blink, which makes Luo Zheng feel embarrassed. He seems to have nothing to hide in front of him and no clothes.

This feeling, really uncomfortable, Luo Zheng eyelashes a hang, slightly annoyed asked himself: "really, ask what does not return what, love does not return!"

Unconsciously, Luo Zheng, in order to avoid the hot vision of men, turned to leave and decided not to face men.

Unexpectedly, just turned around, still in the future and step up.Suddenly, a word came from behind. The voice of the man was different from that of the usual wine, with a little bit of sad hoarseness: "Luo Zheng, I just dreamed of you..."

Talking, it seems that it's hard to speak. Just stop for a moment, and then follow the word: "you in your dream, in a car accident, died on a snowy street corner..."

Accompanied by the man said, Luo Zheng star eyes suddenly stare big, the body is very stiff, can not believe to turn back.

Now, no matter how calm you are, you've already turned into a dark cloud. Step by step, quickly return to the man: "what do you say? Say it again! "

How can bo Hancheng dream of himself? This is not unusual.

But why, dreaming is not something else, but the scene before death.

Yes, all he said was the process of his previous life and the final accident It has to be said that Luo Zheng felt confused, so caught off guard.

However, before that, it was the same with Xi mubai, who had some previous memories.

So, what? Is it not just him who is reborn, but also Xi mubai and Bo Hancheng!

Luo Zheng thinks it's absurd, not just weird.

Suddenly it was not clear what her reaction meant when it fell into men's eyes.

Therefore, at the next moment, her shoulders are tightly bound by men, and she fiercely questions: "Luozheng, this is not a dream, this is true, isn't it?"

Bo Hancheng thinks more about it. It's just a dream. Luo Zheng has been living well. How can he die silently However, he didn't think about why Luo Zheng was born again. He must have experienced a death.

Although I have thought about it for a long time, I can't see it with my own eyes Although it was only a dream, he was already in pain, unable to imagine for a moment.

If it's not a dream, but has really happened, what is the mood.

I know that I should not be tempted easily. I'm afraid that the result of the trial is not what I want But just now, he couldn't help telling the truth about his dream and wanted to see Luo Zheng's reaction.

What is the response of a normal person to hear someone else dream of his death?