I haven't had a nightmare for a long time. It was like going back to the two years at the beginning of five years. Yin Liting was exhausted and exhausted, and his empty pupils were obviously dilated. When he came back to his senses, he had already wiped away the sweat with a tissue. .
Looking at the wrinkled white ball in his hand, he was stunned for another two seconds before raising his hand and throwing it into the trash can:
"Sorry, did I disturb you?"
"..."
She shook her head and saw that his face was not very good. Not sure whether he was feeling unwell physically or psychologically, Yu Qingluo said nothing.
Raising his hand to rub her hair, Yin Liting lowered his voice:
"Go to sleep, I'm going to have a smoke."
He lifted the quilt, stepped off the bed with one foot, glanced at the time on the decorative lamp on one side, turned around, and turned back again:
"never mind."
I'm afraid I'll be more awake if I smoke, and I won't be able to be quiet tonight.
Lying down halfway on his back, he stretched out his hand towards Yu Qingluo:
"Come here, let me hold you down and hold you to sleep."
She didn't understand what he meant, but finally Yu Qingluo leaned over and raised her head. She looked at him and was thinking about whether to ask him about what he was talking about in his sleep just now, when she suddenly gave him a light kiss. :
"It's getting late, go to sleep."
Then Yin Liting motioned for her to turn off the lights.
In the dark, leaning against his warm and powerful chest, she could feel the tight strength between his palms. At the same time, Yu Qingluo could probably guess one of the reasons why he gave up smoking. There must be a factor of fear of affecting her rest. .
He may not be so perfect, maybe his heart is still unsettled, but at least he is still responsible, and this marriage is still worth the effort and expectation.
After leaning into his arms, Yu Qingluo still muttered:
"Still uncomfortable?"
Closing his eyes lightly, Yin Liting rubbed the top of her head:
"No."
After that, neither of them said anything. Soon, Yu Qing fell into his arms and fell asleep soundly. With her eyes closed, Yin Liting's mind was filled with the vague dream just now:
How could he suddenly dream about Si Qing's suicide?
In the dream, in the flower room, she slowly turned around and smiled at him with a medicine bottle in her hand, but her and Zhu Nianqing's faces kept overlapping each other, so much so that he couldn't tell who it was in the dream.
At that time, he actually did not see the scene of her suicide. When he arrived, the greenhouse was in chaos and she was lying on the ground.
It was still noon that day, and the sun was very strong and blinding.
It is said that she went to look for him at that time. The house was busy and everyone was upset, and he was not around, so she drove her away. Maybe her tone was a bit harsh, and they had a few quarrels because they were not nice to each other. During the quarrel, she may have said, "I won't give up." , I will die in their home" and so on. Later, less than half an hour later, she was found lying in the greenhouse. When she was found, she was unconscious but her body was hot.
Therefore, everyone agrees that she committed suicide impulsively.
But in fact, he had never seen that scene. Almost as soon as he arrived, the family arranged to put her in a car and take her to the hospital.
They say, "Think about things every day and dream about things at night." What does this imply?
That picture clearly showed two people.
How could he dream of Zhu Nianqing?
For five years, even in his dreams, he had never been inseparable from each other.
I was really possessed today.
Not just any bad luck.
His mind was still a little confused, and he couldn't tell the reality of the dream, and he wasn't even sure if it was his hallucination. After thinking about it, Yin Liting finally dozed off.
On the other side, in the Zhu family's mansion, Zhu Nianqing would touch her phone to check it from time to time. She didn't know how many times she looked at it that night, and she didn't know if she ever fell asleep. In the middle of the night, she took a look at it. Looking at the empty page on my phone, I completely lost sleep.
…
In the following days, Zhu Nianqing paid special attention to her cell phone. However, more than ten days passed, and she didn't receive a single message from Yin Liting.
On this day, after finally getting out of the show, she immediately checked her phone again.
Seeing that there were a bunch of unread messages on it but not one from someone, she frowned and her heart suddenly hit the bottom.
what happened?
Normally, he couldn't bear the dose of a needle puncture every three or five days. Such a large dose all at once should take effect in about twelve hours. How come it has been so many days now that he has no reaction?
What went wrong?
Just as he was wondering, the director came over:
"Nian Qing, what's going on with you these two days? Either you forget your words or you're distracted. Come over and see what your expression is like?"
"The heroine is pure, simple, and ignorant of the world. She is not a fool."
"Is there something wrong with you? This place is about to expire."
"It's not possible in this situation. These two scenes are the highlight. You make the hero obsessed with this feeling. Aren't you treating the audience as fools?"
"This mirror of yours will penetrate the entire film."
The director was gesticulating as he spoke, obviously trying to control but unable to hide his dissatisfaction, and the anxiety and anger on his face were also obvious.
Suddenly coming back to his senses, Zhu Nianqing became even more irritable:
"I'm sorry, director, I've been a little out of shape recently. I'll make sure to adjust as soon as possible."
"Then I will shoot other scenes recently. I will discuss moving this venue to next week and rent it for two days. I will read more about the script to get a feel for it. I must understand it thoroughly."
"good."
The director muttered and walked away. Zhu Nianqing's attention was focused on the mobile phone, and his eyes became more and more erratic.
…
I was already very irritable and my work was not going well. On this day, Zhu Nianqing went home early.
When I walked in, I saw a bunch of exquisite gift boxes on the table. My mother didn't know who she was talking to on the phone, but she was mumbling and smiling happily.
Forgetting to say hello, she was just about to go upstairs when Mother Zhu called her:
"Qingqing, are you back?"
"You really have a good connection. Come and take a look. The Kong family has just sent someone to deliver it. It is said to be a New Year gift. Except for a little food, it is all for you. There is a bag and cosmetics."
"Mother Kong called me just now to say that it was the Second Young Master who specially told me that she wanted to invite you to dinner tonight."
"I heard what she meant. The Kong family wants to settle it as soon as possible. They said that your brother has a few batches of goods that are going to be exported recently, and they want to deepen cooperation by the way."
"Hey, this Kong Shangjin just looks a bit ordinary, but after all, how can everything go smoothly?"
"Qingqing, I also hope you can find a good home as soon as possible..."
"You can't stay in college if you're a female."
With emotion, Mother Zhu opened a gift box casually. What a coincidence, it turned out to be the goose yellow sweater that Zhu Nianqing tried on last time. Mother Zhu recognized the green leaf tag at a glance:
"Your favorite Luran is still your size S. Kong Shangjin is really thoughtful. It's just the right time for a date."
Before she could finish her words, the sweater Zhu’s mother was holding up to show off was knocked off:
"Mom, you think someone who is ugly is a good home? If I were your biological child, would you still let me marry a stranger so carelessly?"
"I don't like him at all. What I like is Yin Liting. You don't care about me at all."
After yelling, she turned around and ran out the door.
At the door, she passed by her without stopping. Zhu Qinghao was stunned:
Does she know she is not her biological child?
