Chapter 262： Two nightmares

Chapter 262:

It only took her a second to realize what it was, and her whole body was tight and her brain couldn't think.

I couldn't think about why I suddenly slept in this room, and I couldn't think about why it was in this position.

All the consciousness is occupied by the hardness, and my head is buzzing.

It took at least three minutes before she regained her consciousness a little, and took a peek at the man's face.

His eyes are still closed, so he didn't wake up?

Then why does some other part... wake up?

Just when she was about to move, the man's hand on her waist suddenly moved, and immediately after that, he opened his eyes.

She quickly lowered her head and closed her eyes.

"Can you move?" The hoarse male voice was slightly sexy.

Sure enough, he was still seen, Liang Yisheng blushed, stared at his clothes, and nodded.

"Then go down."

This sentence... Why does it seem that she took the initiative to lean on him and not leave?

But she has no memory at all.

"I remember, I slept in the guest room last night, alone." She whispered.

She didn't drink this time, she remembered clearly.

Since she didn't take the initiative, it was him.

Now that the evidence is solid, he can't even deny that he has her in his heart.

Mu Jianai stopped talking, and sat up holding her, with a little effort-because the body remained in a posture all night and was very numb.

Liang Yisheng put his hands around his neck, staring blankly at him without moving, as if he had to give a reasonable explanation.

He held back with his hands and stared at her for a while, calmly and calmly said, "You sleepwalking."

Liang Yisheng's self-confident face was suddenly startled, and the anticipation in his eyes was shattered.

Mugane didn't seem to be someone who would lie about these things.

But she still mentioned courage, "I haven't had the habit of sleepwalking since I was a child, and there is nothing unusual about my body recently, it shouldn't be right."

Mugane twisted her stiff neck a little, and said lightly, "If you say it's not, it's not it."

His attitude made Liang Yisheng have to believe his statement, because she could not find other evidence to overturn it.

She came down from him, and suddenly realized that her clothes were not the same as yesterday, and she clutched at him and asked, "Then who changed my clothes?"

It's impossible for her to change her sleepwalking by herself.

"I changed your clothes for you. The original suit on your body smells like paint, which is unbearable."

With reasonable rhetoric and reasonable response, Liang Yisheng could hardly find anything wrong, and could only believe it.

After that, the two of them brushed their teeth and changed into clothes.

As soon as she changed her clothes, Liang Yisheng's door was knocked, and she thought it was Mujianai who came in.

It turned out that a woman with a slight face came in. She said to Liang Yisheng, "Good morning, ma'am, breakfast is ready, let's go downstairs to eat."

"you are?"

"Oh, I'm a new babysitter, so my wife would just call me sister Fen."

Babysitter, he actually hired a babysitter for her.

Liang Yisheng couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, he was not very happy, but he couldn't find the reason for being unhappy.

After eating breakfast, Mujianai was about to go out. Before going out, he said, "I will go out for three days. Within these three days, tell Sister Fen if you have anything to do and call me if you are in a hurry."

Liang Yisheng didn't expect him to go out. In her eyes, the bottom of her heart was that he would accompany her until the injury healed.

It turns out that I still think too much, but it is reasonable to think about it. He is a busy person, how could he not go out and work for her 24 hours.

Seeing Mugane was about to leave, she hurriedly said to him, "I don't want to delay matters on the program group. The audience will have all kinds of suspicions when the time comes. Moreover, my injury is not very serious, so I will pass on time."

"No." Mujianai blurted out and continued blankly, "This matter has been set, you can heal your wounds, and don't worry about other things until you get better."

His tone cannot be ignored, and Liang Yisheng got in the car and left before he could say a rebuttal in the future.

For the next two days, Sister Fen was taking care of her diet and daily life. Even taking a bath, Sister Fen would wait on her side, fearing that her wound would be contaminated with water.

One of the words that Sister Fen said most often is: "Mr. asked me to take care of my wife. Don't make a mistake. Please forgive me for your understanding."

Hearing these words, Liang Yisheng knew that she should be happy, but she couldn't be happy. Sometimes, looking at the flowers and plants in the yard, she even felt that she shouldn't be here to heal her injuries now.

She is only 25 years old, and she can never live the life of a leisurely expensive wife.

Besides, she will be here, and it will never be to heal her injuries.

A certain idea flashed through her mind, and then gradually became firmer.

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Late at night, country Y.

He Yan, who had just fallen asleep for more than an hour, woke up from bed, sweating profusely, but this sweat was definitely not caused by the sultry weather.

After a while, he turned on the bed lamp, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and looked at himself in the mirror. Clear pictures flashed in his eyes. These pictures were exactly what he had dreamed of just now.

In the dark and cramped hut, rain dripped dripping from the roof, wet the girl's face, and then there was a picture of a dozen girls running hand in hand in the forest.

Almost every one of them was wounded. Everyone kept running forward, one more frightened than the other. In the final picture, the cabin was lit up with a raging fire, and Wen Xi should not be trapped inside and shouting his name, and he In the end none appeared.

He hasn't had a similar dream for a long time, and he has lingering fears about this dream tonight.

I took out my phone to record the dreaming time and events, but couldn't pinpoint the specific location, and there was no specific clue to guard against.

When I think about it carefully, I can at most think of the general appearance of the hut-a dilapidated small house with a flat roof.

He walked out of the balcony and looked down at the quiet path below, where the conscientious night light stood on time every night, shining lonely.

He touched the phone and looked at the time. It was three o'clock in the morning.

Finally, he endured his worries and did not dial Wen Xi's phone.

Just when he was about to go back to his room to rest, he suddenly saw Wen Xi on the WeChat interface, "inputting...".

However, like the last time, it was entered for a long time and it was not sent.

He cocked the corners of his mouth, and soft light radiated from his gentle eyes.

The finger points the voice call.

"You, why haven't you slept yet?" Wen Xi was obviously surprised.

Facing the bright street lamp, He Yan whispered softly, "I miss you."

Wen Xi here secretly wiped away the tears that hadn't dried, and tried to speak to him in a calm tone, "This weekend I will temporarily end the shooting here and go back to country Y to record the show."

"Well, that's great," he said.

Listening to his gentle and steady voice, Wen Xi couldn't help but recall the real nightmare just now, and suddenly he couldn't help covering his mouth and crying.