The past between her and Yang Mufan was cut into movie clips, and they flashed through her mind one by one.
She dreamed of her nine-year-old self and her thirteen-year-old Yang Mufan.
I dreamed of my eleven-year-old self and my fifteen-year-old Yang Mufan.
I dreamed of myself at the age of eighteen and Yang Mufan at the age of twenty-two.
Dreaming about the twenty-one-year-old myself and the twenty-five-year-old Yang Mufan...
She never realized that she and Yang Mufan had known each other for seventeen years without knowing it.
She felt that this dream was so long, endless, and endless.
In the dream, it was very dark.
She watched Yang Mufan turn around again and again, leaving her alone. No matter how she ran towards him, how she cried and begged, how she called his name, he always ignored her...
It can be said that Mu Wanqing cried and woke up from the heartbreaking dream.
His face was covered with tears that had dried up and overflowed again.
Mu Wanqing raised her hand to wipe her tears indiscriminately, and found that the pillow was so soaked that she could squeeze out the water.
For a long time, she couldn't tell the difference between time and space.
I don’t know what point in time I am living in.
After thinking for a long time, she finally woke up completely.
Sitting blankly on the bed, looking at the dark room without any light, Mu Wanqing had not been so desperate and wanted to cry for a long, long time.
That kind of heart-wrenching pain that only occurs when someone who admires someone hurts her, is so familiar yet so strange.
She was in a daze.
I have the illusion of going back to five years ago, when I loved and admired Fan so much that I could die.
Throat, dry and itchy.
The eyes are even more stinging and uncomfortable.
Mu Wanqing coughed violently and wanted to drink water.
After searching around the house for a long time, I finally found where the light button was.
Looking around: I found that in the utility room, apart from a narrow and small single bed, there was only a bedside table.
There was no water to drink at all.
Putting on her shoes, Mu Wanqing wanted to go to the theme villa to drink water.
When she went to the grocery store in the morning, her mind was buzzing and she was a little absent-minded. When she walked towards the theme villa, she realized: her grocery store seemed to be thousands of miles away from the theme villa, no matter what she did
If you walk, you just can't reach your destination.
The weather in autumn: Although it is hot and dry during the day, it is as cold as winter at night.
In city g.
Autumn is a redundant and cold season.
There was drizzle in the sky.
A stronger cold wind blew over Mu Wanqing's body, making her skin so cold that a thick layer of goosebumps appeared all over her body.
Her throat was getting drier and more itchy, and her cough was getting worse.
Finally arrived at the theme villa.
Mu Wanqing discovered that the door of the family map was inlaid with colorful gems and was tightly closed.
She hugged her body, which was getting hot and cold, and kept ringing the doorbell.
However, after waiting for a long time, no one came to open the door.
She simply raised her fist and smashed the door.
While banging hard, he shouted: "Sister-in-law De, open the door!"
The moment she spoke, she realized that her voice was so hoarse that she could hardly make a sound.
"Sister-in-law De..." Mu Wanqing opened her voice and shouted loudly.
The hoarse and broken voice reflected the cold white street lights, which sounded particularly desperate and sad.
I don't know how long I kept knocking before the door slowly opened.
The person who opened the door was none other than... the woman who appeared in Yang Mufan's room last night, Nian Shiyin.
