Chapter 1160

"Nini, Nini." In the dead of night, I lay on the folding bed on the side and fell asleep. Because I was worried about his illness, I woke up. I didn't know when I heard someone calling my nickname vaguely. I suddenly opened my eyes

I opened my eyes.

"Nini, Nini, don't go." I turned over and got up, and the sound of somniloquy was still calling behind me.

I followed the voice and saw Wu Ziyun's eyebrows wrinkled tightly under the dim bedside lamp, his face full of pain, and his lips were murmuring and moving.

It's him. He's calling my nickname!

I was shocked.

All of a sudden, there is unspeakable excitement or excitement, or incredible.

It must be a dream.

I pinched my thigh with my hand.

Oh, it hurts!

It's not a dream. It's true. In his dream, Wu Ziyun was calling my nickname. How did he know my nickname? Is he really the little boy who saved me when I had a nightmare? Or that in my childhood often accompany me to play cheerful

Watch the naughty little boy.

I tiptoed toward him, bent down and looked at his face carefully.

His face was full of sweat and he was obviously having a nightmare.

"Lu Zichen, Lu Zichen." I can't help but whisper.

"Nini, don't be afraid. I'm here." Wu Ziyun suddenly yelled and opened his eyes.

At this time, outside a lightning and thunder fierce explosion in the night sky, I was startled, pale.

When the lightning passed by the window, it gave out a huge light.

Wu Ziyun and I were pale and staring at each other at this moment.

I once had that nightmare on such a night. How could I know each other? I felt chilly. But when my eyes looked at him, the feeling of loneliness and fear suddenly disappeared, as if the soul had been healed. Looking at each other for thousands of years, I didn't know what to say, only meaning can't be said

The artistic conception of biography is particularly obvious at this time.

After a while, he was the first to wake up and avoid my eyes.

"Wu Ziyun, are you having a nightmare?" I took the tissue of my head and gently wiped the sweat on his forehead.

He avoided my eyes and turned his face left and right, refusing my wiping.

"Xu Anqian, did you just hear something?" He looked at me and asked tentatively. I don't know what he means. Does he know that he will have such a dream and call me by my nickname? Or did he know that he would have such a dream and would call my name in the dream, but it was a secret hidden in his heart

Is he ashamed or doesn't want me to hear?

I don't know if my answer will make him mentally handicapped, so I consider not to speak.

"Didn't you hear anything?" He asked uneasily.

"I didn't hear that." I finally shook my head.

"Oh." He felt relieved and relieved.

It seems that he didn't want me to know that he would call my nickname at night. Now, I'm basically sure that he is probably Lu Zichen.

My intuition is always right.

I went back to bed, but this time I was too excited to fall asleep.

Can I tell my mother that I have found my way.

As for what my mother said to ask Lu Zichen for Lin Jiaojiao's phone number, I think it's just a myth. According to the current situation, Lu Zichen left Lin Jiaojiao very early, not to mention her telephone number. It is estimated that even Lin Jiaojiao may not remember him. If he is really Lu Zichen, I infer that he should have been with his mother since he was more than five years old, Then his mother tried every means to block the connection between a five-year-old child and his father for her own selfish desire. When the child grows up, he may have only a vague idea about his father

I'm impressed. Only when my mother can't find money from his father, will I call him for money as a chess piece.

However, these are not important. The most important thing is Lu Zichen. According to the current situation, it is impossible to ask him directly. It will take some time to get real confirmation.

The next day, the wind and snow stopped and bright sunlight came in. Wu Ziyun's injury had stabilized.

I'm in a good mood.

Early in the morning, I went downstairs to buy congee and nutritious soup.

Wu Ziyun can't get up yet. I prepared toothpaste and toothbrush for him and put a basin in front of him to brush his teeth.

"Thank you, an Qian." After he finished washing and brushing his teeth, when I bent down to get his toiletries for another basin, he grabbed my hand and solemnly said thanks to me.

This is the second time that I heard him say thanks to me so sincerely. After a moment of stupefaction, a bright smile rose on his face.

"You're welcome. I volunteered." I said sincerely.

"That... An Qian, in the future, can we become good friends?" He thought a little, black and white eyes looking at me, take the initiative seriously asked.

I have every reason to believe that this is the first time that a 19-year-old has sent such an invitation to a girl.

"Yes, of course. We are good friends now." I immediately nodded and replied happily.

He smelled speech, nodded, eyes pursed a shallow smile.

This time, I really feel that the distance between us is a big step closer.

Breakfast is still what I feed him.

After breakfast, I asked him what he wanted to eat at noon, but he was no longer polite and said several dishes directly.

I smile happily and walk down to the hotel to make these dishes for him.

"Xu Anqian." When I got to the elevator entrance, as soon as the elevator door opened, a very beautiful girl came out. As soon as she saw me, she immediately called to me.

I decided to clear a look, but jingjiajia.

She looked pure and beautiful standing in front of me.

Somehow, I just don't like her.

"Jingjiajia, what can I do for you?" I twisted my eyebrows and asked faintly.

"An Qian, I heard that you are taking care of Wu Ziyun these days?" She pulled me to a corner and asked directly.

I knew that this matter could not be concealed, and immediately nodded: "yes, Wu Ziyun is seriously injured. He has no relatives. If I don't take care of him, his injury will be dangerous."

I admit this, Jing Jiajia's face turns black.

"Then you can go from now on. I'll take care of you." She suddenly ordered me this way.

I was stunned for a while before I asked, "why?"“ Why? " She sneered scornfully, "because he doesn't like you.