When the melancholy boy in front of him had cried enough, Ji Siming reminded him calmly, "Dreams and reality are different after all. Han Mo, you should be glad that you just used my car and didn't do anything else, otherwise we would

Nowadays it’s not as simple as sitting and drinking coffee.”

Ji Siming was willing to listen to his explanation, but that didn't mean he would believe him, let alone let this man approach his sister with those thoughts.

Even if his dream was true, it was not now after all. Everything was different. My sister could also have other choices. Repeating what had happened before was not a matter of course.

Han Mo nodded, "I was too reckless. I will pay attention to my words and deeds in the future and become friends and classmates with Sitong, but I also hope you can give me a chance. Sitong has the right to choose, and I should also have the right to pursue her."

opportunities, I want to be treated fairly."

Ji Siming smiled coldly, "Can you be normal?"

He checked this kid Han Mo. He was a child with psychological problems when he was a child. Such a person looks normal on the surface, but when he is really crazy, he is no different from a criminal.

Han Mo was silent. To be honest, he couldn't do it.

Thinking about that kind of thing can make people crazy.

But now he has been exposed.

Han Mo: "I will go back to country y first and then come back in two years. Is that okay?"

Two years later, Sitong came of age. Before that, he thought that his girl would not fall in love with anyone, let alone fall in love. He only needed to hold back his longing, and everything would develop for the better.

Ji Siming squinted his eyes and examined him for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, I hope you will take action immediately and don't delay."

Han Mo: "Let me take another piano lesson next week."

Ji Siming nodded. It was the last class and he had no intention of forcing anyone into a corner.

"Also, don't tell Sitong any of these things now or in the future. Even if they are true, don't say them. The past was the past and the present is now. It's different."

Han Mo was stunned for a moment, then said: "Okay."

The two men sat in the cafe and chatted for more than an hour, and initially reached a consensus on the current situation.

Han Mo paid for his initial impatience, and Ji Siming also achieved what he wanted. No one is allowed to have any ideas about his silly sister until she reaches adulthood.

But Han Mo was still unhappy after all. Life was short, he finally came back, and now he was forced to leave again.

So he sighed, smiled and asked Ji Siming, "Do you want to know something about you in my dream?"

Ji Siming frowned, "What do you want to say?"

"It's nothing, I just want to advise you to live a sober life, don't hurt others, and don't be deceived by others."

In his last life, he was immersed in sadness and didn't care about anything.

After returning to this life and calming down, he discovered that Ji Siming, the brother-in-law, and Song Yu, the little girl, had a deep misunderstanding.

However, until his death, the two parties involved had not solved the problem.

Ji Siming's heart trembled. He didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but then he thought of Song Yu's hatred for him in the dream.

"If you have anything to say, just say it clearly and don't give me any sloppy looks."

Han Mo laughed, "When I come back, I'll treat you to coffee. Now I talk too much about the future, and I always feel like a magician."

Don’t what you’re talking about now sound like a magic stick?

Han Mo left, leaving Ji Siming gritting his teeth in his seat.

Okay, this kid already knows how to take revenge on me, so he deliberately hides it.

…

At noon, Ji Siming had just returned home when he saw his sister sitting on the sofa winking at him.

"Brother, go upstairs."

Ji Sitong turned off the TV. It concerned her, and of course she wanted to know the situation as soon as possible.

Ji Siming: "Eat."

Sun Yin, who was sitting on the other side and reading the newspaper, also said: "It's time to eat. We'll talk about it later. Let's fill our stomachs first."

Uh, okay.

Gu Jinyao and Ji Shaobei were not here at noon today. There were only three grandparents and the nanny Chen Guyu at home.

Chen Guyu followed them when they were in Qingcheng and has not left for more than ten years. Her supercilious son has come back and has also looked for her, but her heart has long since died and she would rather follow the Ji family to Nancheng.

, live with them, and don’t want to worry about that white-eyed wolf anymore.

After dinner, the brother and sister went upstairs.

Ji Sitong looked at his brother expectantly, "Brother, do you think there are such fantastic things in the world?"

Ji Siming: "No."

"Ah, so he's a liar?"

Ji Siming shook his head, "It doesn't count."

"What does this mean?" She was almost confused.

Ji Siming: "When he was a child, he was a problem child living in his own world. Do you know this?"

Ji Sitong nodded, "Does this have anything to do with it?"

Ji Siming: "I think he still has some problems in his mind. Those things should be his imagination."

The events in Han Mo's dream were too fantasy, and there was no way to verify the differences between dreams and reality. Therefore, after careful consideration, Ji Siming felt that it would be better to regard the boy as a patient.

Even if it was true, he didn't want his sister to live in the shadow of her previous life. Those things were in the past.

"Imaginary?" Ji Sitong's little brows furrowed together, "Then, how do you explain the two photos? Could it be that he really drew them after he met me, and that the child is a relative who looks like him?

?”

How could Ji Sitong be so easy to fool around with?

Ji Siming coughed and said, "Yes. But he said he didn't know what he had done when he was ill. When you questioned him afterwards, he was very scared. In order to make you believe him, he made the same mistake again and again."

Anyway, they say he is sick, so let's make him sick more thoroughly.

Ji Sitong nodded and whispered, "It turns out that his illness is not cured yet. How pitiful my junior brother is!"

Ji Siming: "..." There is no way to save him.

Fortunately, that boy had to leave, otherwise his silly sister would probably have fallen into it herself.

Ji Siming also told about Han Mo's departure, saying that he was returning to Country Y for medical treatment.

Ji Sitong nodded, "Living in your own fantasies all day long must be cured."

In the evening, when he went to Song's house for a tutoring class with Song Yu, Ji Sitong quietly told Song Yu about Han Mo.

Han Mo had hallucinations, so he would talk about dreams and the like. Of course Song Yu believed it, after all, it was more convincing.

Later, she heard that the man was going back to Country Y for medical treatment, and she was relieved.

"Although he came up with those things because he was sick, it also indirectly proves that that person has thoughts about you. Don't pity him. They are all people with a purpose."

Ji Sitong nodded, "Sister Xiaoyu, I understand. Oh, it's really distressing. There are so many male classmates who have thoughts about me. Fortunately, they don't have delusions."
Chapter completed!