Li Xiaoxue only felt suffocated for a while, covered her neck with both hands, struggled a few times with kicks, and suddenly opened her eyes when she kicked into the air, only to find that she was still lying on the bed, and her body that was close to the sheets was already wet with a layer of sweat.

It turned out to be a dream. Nightmare.

It turned out to be a false alarm. What a false alarm.

Li Xiaoxue slowly let go of her neck, looked at the roof of the shed, and let out a long breath.

"How could I have such terrible dreams?" Although Li Xiaoxue also knew that dreams were beautiful, she still asked herself in her heart, "Is it difficult, is it because I have something in mind?" Doesn't it say that you think about it during the day and dream at night? But how could I have thought about it again? ”

Yes, the plot in the dream is not in her mind at all, and Zhong Youcheng in reality is really inserted between her and Han Haitao? Although, her relationship with Zhong Youcheng is so passive, although she has never made any comparisons and choices between Zhong Youcheng and Han Haitao, although Han Haitao after a storm may have withdrawn gloomily from her emotional world.

It's such a dream, how can it seem to have another kind of foreshadowing, so that Li Xiaoxue at this time has a scalp that is blowing up vigorously, and she starts to numb.

If you really compare everyone in the dream with the real version, except for Han Haitao in the dream, who is obviously too popular, she and Zhong Youcheng have more or less something that is true and consistent with reality.

- If the three of them are really in the same place, Han Haitao should not be as radical as in the dream, but she is likely to be as overwhelmed as in the dream, and Zhong Youcheng is likely to be as careless as in the dream.

Vicious incidents will never happen, but there will always be some verbal and even physical conflicts.

Well, it's really not what anyone wants to see, but it's easy for things to go the way that no one wants to see.

Not because of Han Haitao, but because of Zhong Youcheng.

What Zhong Youcheng did, no one would have imagined.

If there is such a scene, the most difficult thing is bound to be her Li Xiaoxue.

What will happen then?

Li Xiaoxue was lying in embarrassment, but she could hear the voice of Li Mu and Tang Aijia talking in the living room.

……

"If you want me to say, aunt, let's not rush over there too much. That's really not good. Tang Aijia said.

Li Mu said: "I also understand what I mean, but, these days, Ai Jia, you don't know how I came here." All day long, my heart is in my throat. I'm afraid something is wrong. ”

"If you want me to say, no. Not to mention how the Han family treats us Xiaoxue, then Han Haitao will never be separated from Xiaoxue. ”

"I know that too. I don't worry about the waves, I just don't worry about the light snow. ”

"Since Xiaoxue has agreed, there shouldn't be any repetition."

"As the saying goes, there are many dreams in the night. Who can say for sure about this, between men and women? I'm really afraid that Xiaoxue won't be able to grasp ...... for a while."

"Auntie, you're really too nervous. What's wrong if you can't grasp it? There is not only one man in the world, Han Haitao. ”

"Aijia, don't you really understand your aunt's heart? It's not that Aunt Xiaoxue can only hang herself from a tree, but what Aunt is worried about is that Xiaoxue will make up something with that drawing. I always felt that Xiaoxue and that person at least didn't break off very cleanly. ”

"This ......" Tang Aijia seemed to be embarrassed for a while, "Xiaoxue is really, I don't know which string is wrong in my head!" Auntie, can't you talk about her? ”

"You've been playing together for years. Her temper, others don't know, you still don't know? She was easy-going with me on her face, and in her heart, her mind was more correct than anyone else's. I didn't talk about her about my marriage with Haitao, did you see her and listen to me? ”

"It's just, aunt, I just don't think it's good for us to take the initiative like this. Just say, in this case, how can we mention it to others? ”

"I've thought about it over and over again. What I mean, just say it directly, it's naturally not good, but we can let the wind of Xiaoxue's promise to marry to Haitao through. ”

"What does aunt mean, then after Han Haitao learns about it, he will officially propose to Xiaoxue again?"

"Probably so."

"It stands to reason that it should be, but who will spread such a wind, and how will it be transmitted?"

“……”

"Auntie, you don't want me to ......"

“……”

"Auntie, you know me. I speak straight and don't miss my pocket? ”

"Besides you, my aunt really doesn't know who else to find."

"Tell Yingying to go. Yingying's mouth is smart, you should know how to say it. ”

"But I think that in Xiaoxue's marriage, Yingying seems to be far less attentive than you."

"What's not to care about, isn't it just to let her get a breath of air?"

Actually, there's nothing bad to say. As long as Haitao pretends to know about this, half-makes fun of him and Xiaoxue, and clicks on him, it's fine. ”

"So, is it to create a chance encounter?"

"It's even better that way. You only said to Haitao, 'Xiaoxue agreed to your thing, and I am a great contributor.'" When should you thank me? ’”

"Auntie, will you say that?"

"I only thought about this for a while, but what do you say, it depends on the situation at the time, right? It's just a little bit that let Haitao know about it, it's true. ”

"I always think it's weird."

"What we want is a result. Xiaoxue seems to have rejected Haitao again, if Haitao doesn't get this letter, and then wait for Haitao to mention it, I really don't know what year and month it will be. ”

"If you want me to say, their family must be in a hurry, Han Haitao, they can't wait long."

"But, Aijia, even if it's a day, my aunt can't wait. Xiaoxue treats you like a sister, and your aunt sees you like her own girl. You must take care of Xiaoxue's affairs. ”

"Well, well......"

When Li Xiaoxue heard this, a fire ignited in her stomach, thinking to herself, why should Tang Aijia be so embarrassed and worried about her own business, so she got up and got out of bed, rushed to the door, and opened the door with a "bang".

Li Mu and Tang Aijia, who were sitting side by side on the sofa, were startled, and they all fell on Li Xiaoxue.

Li Xiaoxue really wanted to tell the two people who cast shocked eyes at her that Han Haitao had parted ways with her, but the words only swirled back and forth in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.

"Xiaoxue, do you feel better? Or lie down again? Li Mu said, already standing up and walking towards Li Xiaoxue.

"Lie down again?" Li Xiaoxue finally said sadly: "Lie down again, I don't know how I sold it." ”

Li Mu glared at Li Xiaoxue: "Xiaoxue, what did you say?" ”

"Isn't it? What have I become in your eyes? Li Xiaoxue said, and pointed at Tang Aijia again.

Tang Aijia asked Li Xiaoxue to point, her vest was cold, she couldn't help but stand up, and said uncontrollably: "Li Xiaoxue, don't be ignorant!" My aunt and I, so it's all for your sake! ”

Li Xiaoxue didn't buy it, and said loudly: "What a good one for my sake!" I really don't understand, Tang Aijia, you are not too young, you only worry about other people's affairs, what are you doing? ”

Tang Aijia's roots became hot again, and she went straight to Li's mother to hug her grievances: "Auntie, what did you see Xiaoxue said!" ”

"Xiaoxue!" Li Mu had no choice but to drink Li Xiaoxue, "You are too ignorant!" ”

Li Xiaoxue retorted: "I'm just ignorant, and I can't always give her my turn to a little bit of heart!" ”

"This is called a dog biting Lu Dongbin, I don't know the hearts of good people! Will you Li Xiaoxue be good or bad in the future, a blessing or a curse, and do you have a dime to do with me Tang Aijia? What can I do to you? Tang Aijia said, turned her head and walked out.

"You, you, you!" Li Mu stomped her feet, scolded Li Xiaoxue again, and in a panic, she went to chase Tang Aijia again.

This book was first published in Reading Book Worm