Guardian City, same night!

Fang Qing wanted to shout desperately, the kind that was hoarse, but she couldn't make a sound.

She tried to struggle as hard as she could, but she couldn't move.

Lost, hopeless, helpless, anxious

……

Suddenly, Fang Qing woke up from the nightmare and sat up straight, her face covered in sweat!

She was shocked, held her face with both hands, shook her head in confusion and said: Strange, I haven't had this dream for nearly a year, how can I suddenly do it again today?

Fang Qing was stunned, took out her mobile phone and looked at it, it was only past 2 o'clock in the morning.

Wipe off the beads of sweat and think about it, what does it mean to dream?

Fang Qing recalled vigorously, although the same dream had been done many times, every time she woke up, the pictures she remembered were just those:

It seems to be a little girl, who should have been crying loudly when she was young, reaching out to grab someone/something.

But not far ahead, she could only vaguely perceive an image that was getting farther and farther away from her!

Until the image faded into sight, the little girl was exhausted and sat down on the ground.

Whose back is that?

She couldn't see clearly, and she couldn't see it really, she wanted to pull out her legs to chase her, but her body was held hard and she was not allowed to chase her.

What was she screaming in her dream?

Is it someone's name?

Or is it a title?

Is it to convey some kind of appeal?

Every time Fang Qing wakes up from a dream, she thinks of this, as if in the next moment, she can remember the key points, figure it out, and make a breakthrough.

But every time there is no accident, I can't think of it, I can't think about it, I can't think about it, I always think about it, but I don't want to return.

This time, it's no exception!

Once again, I was puzzled, but I didn't feel sleepy again.

Fang Qing rubbed her swollen brain, got up and walked into the bathroom.

*

When the bathroom comes out, turn right and go back to Fangqing's room, and turn left to go to the left-hand side, which is He Yu's room.

Fang Qing washed her face with water, making sure that she was not sleeping in a daze, because at this moment, she especially wanted to go to the room where she met, Fang Qing was shocked by her thoughts and broke out in a cold sweat:

"I wouldn't be a female hooligan in my last life, right? In my more than 20 years of life memory, I really can't remember which opposite sex or same sex I ever had and wanted to sneak into someone's room in the middle of the night!"

"Could it be that in the past, on the bank of the Lan River, the small front desk in the hotel was very accurate in watching people, and I saw through her pervert-heart-like heart early in the morning?"

Fang Qing thought as she moved to her footsteps as she slowly approached the closed bedroom door on the left.

The doorknob that was all within reach seemed to have a fatal attraction to her.

Fang Qing's mind hadn't completely kept up, and the next second her hand had already made movements before her brain, and she saw that her right hand had been properly placed on the silver doorknob.

Fang Qing took a deep breath and reminded herself repeatedly:

Do not mess around, and if the door is locked, turn around and go back to sleep;

If the door opens, go in and have a look, just a look, or go back to sleep.

Fang Qing thought like this, and her right hand couldn't wait to press down.

She felt like she had used a lot of strength, but the handle didn't move.

Is it really locked?

Fang Qing let go of the handle, and a faint coolness came from her palm, and she realized that she was already nervously sweating in her palms.

Fang Qing mocked herself in her heart: With this kind of psychological quality, it seems that she really can't do anything illegal and undisciplined!

originally warned himself: If you can't open it, go back to your room and sleep! But in the next second, the grinding right hand was ghostly held on the doorknob.

Try again, she personally hit her face with her hand and found herself a step down!

If you can't open it, go back immediately, definitely!

*

As a result, this time, I pressed my hand down, and I just pressed it a little harder, and I heard a subtle "click" of metal, and the door actually opened!

Could it be that the first time was because Fang Qing was too nervous and thought that she had used a lot of force, but in fact, she didn't turn the doorknob at all?

Fang Qing pushed the door and entered, without making any other sound.

In He Yu's room, only a thin white gauze curtain was drawn at the window, so that after dawn in the morning, he could roughly know what time it was by identifying the brightness of the sky.

Outside the window, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and the white moonlight shines through the thin curtains, casually sprinkling on the floor and the edge of the bed.

Fang Qing's whole person moved to He Yu's bed slightly, and when she saw the picture on the bed, she couldn't help laughing:

He Yu was still the action of the overlord on the bed, wearing only a seemingly thin pajama on his body, with his hands and feet stretched out, almost occupying most of the bed.

The thin quilt that was supposed to cover his body had long been ravaged to the side of his body by him.

Fang Qing was glad in her heart, thanks to herself for coming in and taking a look, otherwise she would have caught a cold tonight.

Fang Qing seemed to be unsatisfied, and observed silently for a moment, then leaned down and stretched out her hand on tiptoe, ready to pull the quilt over from the other side and cover He Yu's body.

But things are so coincidental, or Fang Qing is sometimes so unlucky, just as she stretched out her hands and stepped over He Yu's body from the air, and was about to reach the quilt next to her.

Suddenly, the soles of the slippers she was wearing slipped on the soles of her feet, the center of gravity of her body was unstable, and the whole person fell straight down from above.

Fang Qing didn't even have time to react to save herself, so she enjoyed a free fall action and smashed heavily on He Yu below.

As a result, the two of them crossed on the bed to form a cross shape.

In this scene, Fang Qing was still quite awake, and the next moment, she didn't care about the pain of falling on her body, hurriedly got up from the bed, and escaped from He Yu's room the same way.

He Yu in bed, suddenly suffered this unwarranted disaster in his sleep!

As he sat up passively, he saw a figure of his back flash out of his room.

When he tried to look closely, he couldn't find anything in the dark.

He Yu turned on the bedside lamp in a daze, and prepared to get out of bed to carefully confirm that it was not his dream just now.

But if it's a dream, why is the pain in my chest so real?

He Yu picked up the glasses from the side and put them on, and automatically groped for the slippers to put on his feet.

Hey, why don't shoes feel right?

He Yu looked down curiously, his left foot was wearing his own slippers, but how could there be a pink rabbit ear shoe on his right foot, wasn't this Fang Qing's shoes?

He Yu picked up the pink shoe, and the seemingly well-behaved little rabbit on the upper of the shoe was kicking the pair of big watery eyes, looking at him vigorously.

He Yuxin said: It's really a bit like her master, a complete little fool! However, what is this stupid master doing in the middle of the night when he comes to my room?