Chapter 889： Strange dream

I never thought that Xi Zhan would have the heart to learn piano, because I felt that a man like him would never touch the shortcomings he hadn't touched before, so I never thought of teaching him.

He didn't expect to bring it up now.

"Okay, I am a very strict teacher."

Xi Zhan sat beside me, "Tomorrow."

I snuggled in his arms and said with a soft voice: "Well, I can do it. I am a little tired now and want to sleep for a while."

"Okay, rest in my arms for a while."

The man's voice is gentle and tender, and it is in his heart.

I have always been sleepy lately, and I always like to have some strange dreams. There is always Xi Zhan in my dreams, and he has always been by my side whether in reality or in dreams.

Where Xi Zhan is, no matter where it is, even in **** on earth, as long as he is there, I feel a great sense of security. I think about it for so many years, I have been relying on him, almost no one. When I was, and I never gave him a sense of security, every time I think about it, I feel guilty and want to treat him as hard as possible.

But I always do not treat him well as he treats me well.

He always stands on the side that pays a lot.

My Xi Zhan is the best man in the world.

Snuggling in his chest, breathing the clear breath of his body, his thinking quickly relaxed, and his consciousness was confused.

I fell asleep in his arms again.

Had another very long dream.

In my dream, I returned to the Xi’s old house.

I saw my biological father in a courtyard.

He was sitting on a wooden wheelchair, and his figure carrying me was very thin. I took a few steps and stood beside him to see him with an old face and a pale face, but his eyes were firm and cold.

These eyes looked like Xi Zhan.

The yard was full of life, it was the season when peach blossoms and pears were in full bloom. My father looked up at the tall trees in the yard and said, "She likes it and hates it."

What he meant by her was...

I looked at this yard carefully, and it seemed to be a bit familiar, it seemed that it was the place where Gan Shuang lived before his death.

The big trees I saw were withered.

It was Ganshuang who poured boiling water day after day, year after year, not as vibrant as it is now.

I shouted, "Father..."

He suddenly raised his eyes to look at me, "Father?"

I frowned and asked, "Huh?"

"You have been living in Shi's family since you were a child. In your heart, that talent is your father, and I am just your nominal father, and nothing more than a blood-related father."

I am confused, what is this mess? !

Is this a dream? !

This must be a dream! !

"Sheng'er, I'm sorry to your mother."

"What do you mean by this?" I asked.

I had a dream. The father in the dream was in Gan Shuang's yard. I vaguely guessed what he meant.

"I have known Zoe since I was a child, a childhood sweetheart. She was born as a daughter and has a strong personality. People in the family persuaded her to restrain her temper. But I don't think it hurts. Maybe it's because I was too restrained by the strong feudal family. Depressed, so what I like happens to be her character. I like her cheerfulness and her defiance. I even hope that she is domineering and unreasonable so that she will not be bullied by others. This is what I hope for her. She, she I love..."

Zoe is his nickname for Gan Shuang.

"Father, what do you want to say?"

As the picture turns, time is quickly flowing backwards.

Except for this old father, another man with a tall and handsome face appeared in front of him. I guessed who he was, because the sharpness and coldness in his eyes were exactly the same as Xi Zhan. This is the father when he was young. He was dressed in a black suit unique to that era, with a pair of golden eye sockets, sitting at the desk working with documents, looking calm and serene.

Soon there was an extra person in the office.

He said: "Mr. Xi, your memory is scattered. According to the spread of your illness, you will not remember everything soon. According to your previous plan, you still have things to complete."

The man's eyes were deep, "I see."

The picture behind has turned again.

I know this place.

The dark room below the Ganlu room.

There is a very big stage here.

The scene now is like what I heard on the tape recorder. The young and beautiful Ganshuang is wearing a costume, and the handsome man is watching from the stage. They have said many, many things, but in my mind I only remember Gan Shuang said that if you betray me, I will do the same, and I will retaliate back!

In reality, Gan Shuang has been revenge all his life!

"Sheng'er, I am ashamed of her."

So what about my mother? !

"Yoona, have you had a nightmare again?!"

I opened my eyes abruptly, and only the handsome face of Xi Zhan was in my sight. I looked at him with lingering fears and said, "I dreamed of my father, but there are some things I don't know..."

The father in the dream took me to remember his past.

His history only included Gan Shuang.

What about my mother?

The person he really loves is Ganshuang? !

"Does it include my mother?"

"Well, I also dreamed of her when I was young."

I told Xi Zhan all these messy thoughts. The man was silent for a long time before explaining to me: "You didn’t know much about the past between them in your heart, but the more you don’t understand, you do The more curious it is, it makes sense to think about it day by day and dream at night. This is just a dream. No one knows the truth. You don't have to worry about it all the time."

I carefully recalled the scenes I had dreamed of. One was the courtyard of Ganshuang, the other was the stage, and the other was the office of my father before his death. I have personally visited these places, but the places I have never visited are indeed I have never dreamed of it.

How could I suddenly have such a mess of dreams.

I don't think too much about it.

Only occasionally I think of such a thing.

I didn't go further, but Xi Zhan suddenly fell silent.

I asked him caringly, "What's wrong?"

He shook his head and said to me: "I'm thinking of my mother, her obsession, and what she has done in this life."

The father in the dream said that he hoped that Gan Shuang was domineering and unreasonable, and he hoped that she was defiant and tough.

"She...I don't know how to say..."

"My mother can't figure out why the man who once loved her that way suddenly loses love, she told me... She said Zhan'er, how can you say that people can be so fickle?"

"Father has amnesia." I said.

Who can be to blame for suffering from disease?

"One thing I regret so far."

Xi Zhan's eyes were a little sad.

I held his cheek and asked, "What's the matter?"

"On the night my father died, I didn't care about what he said at the time. Later I learned that he wanted me..."