Leng Zirui held the cigarette and strode across the lawn and onto the tree-lined road. He turned to look at Xu Xia's window, withdrew his gaze and strode away.
For him, work is work, and he will never involve personal feelings while at work. Even if something big happens, he will not desert from work because of it.
For Leng Zirui, what he did tonight has already broken his precedent.
Even if it was his father, even if something happened to his family, he would never do it.
Xu Xia is the only exception.
Upstairs, in the bedroom, Xu Xia, who was sleeping peacefully, was already frowning in her sleep.
She was dreaming. She dreamed of Leng Zirui. He held her, comforted her gently, bandaged her wounds, and helped her put the bracelet on her wrist. He seemed to have said many things to her, but she couldn't remember much.
It became clear, she only remembered that she hugged him hard, and there was a very faint smell of cigarette smoke on his body, but it didn't disgust her...
puff!
A knife suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and the knife penetrated Leng Zirui's chest. Xu Xia raised her face and saw ROY standing behind Leng Zirui, sneering at him.
"Zirui!"
Xu Xia sat upright suddenly.
"Godmother, are you having a nightmare?!"
Next to him, a cheerful and childish voice sounded. Luo Jun took the tissue with a considerate look, climbed onto the bed, and wiped the sweat from Xu Xia's forehead.
"Momo." Xu Xia calmed down and hugged the little guy, "Are you up so early?"
"It's late, it's almost eight o'clock." Luo Jun sat on her lap and helped her wipe the cold sweat from her forehead, "Don't be afraid, godmother. My mother said that dreams are all reversed. If dreams are reversed,
If you see bad things, then there must be good things. What did Godmother dream about?"
"I...I dreamed about your Uncle Zirui..." Xu Xia held the little guy in her arms and smelled the sweet milky fragrance on his body.
"I dreamed that Uncle Zirui was injured?" the little guy guessed.
"Well, I dreamed that he was stabbed by a bad guy."
"Let's just say, dreams are reverses. Uncle Zirui is so powerful, how could he be stabbed by a bad guy?" The little guy stretched out his little hand and patted her back like a grown-up, "Don't worry, godmother, Uncle Zirui is already here.
Rome, he will definitely rescue mom with dad and take us back to Beijing."
Xu Xia looked at him and just shook her head and laughed at herself. For someone as big as herself, she still needed a child to comfort her. If that guy knew, he would definitely laugh at her again, not even Luo Jun.
"Well, it must be." She tried to cheer herself up and raised her hand to touch Luo Jun's face.
Seeing the rainbow bracelet on her left wrist, Xu Xia frowned in confusion.
Last night, she clearly had the bracelet and ring in her hand, so how could she put them on her wrist? Also...she had obviously torn off this gauze, so why was it wrapped around the wound again?
Could it be that that was not a dream, but real?!
Or maybe she remembered it wrong?
…
"What's wrong with godmother?" The little guy saw her looking at his palm in a daze and asked worriedly, "Does the wound hurt? Otherwise, can I help you blow it?"
"It's okay." Xu Xia came back to her senses and smiled comfortingly at him, "This little injury is nothing. As long as you stay silently, your godmother won't feel any pain at all."
"Then godmother must be hungry, right?" Luo Jun stood up, "I'll go help godmother get breakfast."
"Godmother is not a patient. Let's go together after godmother washes her face." Xu Xia stood up.
