"Can't you let me sleep quietly?"

Because Jia Duobao pulled the quilt too much, the water spirit who was woken up was a little angry, lying on the bed, hooked Jia Duobao's neck, dragged him to the bed, and dragged the burly man to the bed very lightly, in fact, sometimes a man goes to the woman's bed, depending on whether he is willing, if he is willing, the woman only needs to hook her fingers, and the man will pounce, if she is unwilling, the woman is stripping herself naked, and the man is unmoved.

Jia Duobao, who was hooked into bed, is in a mood now, not to mention how complicated it is, in fact, he didn't think much about anything else, that is, the first instinct was to get off the bed immediately, but he was very reluctant to get out of bed, even if Shui Ling just hooked his neck, a turn over and pressed him under him, and slept on his heart, Jia Duobao felt happy, and then looked at Shui Ling like a kitten, rubbed a few times in his heart, and then breathed evenly and fell asleep, Jia Duobao's heart melted in an instant.

That's it, sooner or later it will be his daughter-in-law, and now he should enjoy it in advance. Jia Duobao made an excuse for his discipline, stretched his arms, pillowed behind his head, and lay on the bed with Shui Ling, on the way to do the task, he had never relaxed like this, and after a while, Jia Duobao also fell asleep.

Time receded from the room little by little, because it was in the afternoon, in the small room that was not too bright, it was even more dim, and the water spirit was lying on Jia Duobao's heart, and his heartbeat could still be heard in his sleep, rumbling, like the thunder rolling in the clear sky. It's very fast, and it's a heart-pounding feeling.

She walked in the obstacle with this thunder sound, and there was a gray fog in the darkness, and the water spirit followed the sound of her heartbeat until the sound of her heartbeat became more and more rapid, louder and louder, and the black environment turned gray, gradually faint, and she was already standing in a busy city full of people. People come and go. The noisy sound still couldn't hide the thunderous heartbeat.

All the scenery is foggy, not very real, the only clear place. There is a glass window in front of it. Sitting in the window was a girl with long hair. Sitting on the table, holding a glass of white porcelain cup, quietly drinking water slowly. It seems that the hustle and bustle around her can't affect her in the slightest.

The girl was wearing a white shirt and a pair of sky blue jeans, very fresh and beautiful, a cup of tea and a book could sit in the window for an afternoon, until the evening, she got up, holding a book in her hand, and walked slowly on a prosperous road, peaceful and quiet.

Shui Ling followed her all the way, watching her back disappear from the lively street, and reappeared, but Shui Ling never dared to come forward to talk to her, until finally one day, the girl disappeared, and the thunderous heartbeat gradually subsided, and the world returned to loneliness and darkness, boundless.

It seems that many years have passed, the white horse is in a hurry, the time is ruthless, when the thunderous heartbeat sounded again, Shui Ling saw the girl who had disappeared for a long time again, this time she saw the girl's face clearly, who was not Shui Ling in the previous life? At that time, she was in her thirties, wearing a long white dress, a thin purple coat, and still with long hair like ink, walking lonely in the bright southern city.

The eyes are indifferent, the lips are red and the teeth are white, although the childishness has faded, and the face is covered with heavy makeup, but the water spirit at that time is still independent, a look of rejecting people thousands of miles away, she stands in the crowd, the resolution is always extremely high, and in that gray fog, the water spirit looked at herself and Ji Wuyan dancing at that time, and somehow felt sad, and saw her sitting alone in prison clothes in prison clothes, she was really anxious, and she ran around in an instant, thinking of ways everywhere for herself who should have been sentenced to death.

One day, when Shui Ling finally mustered up the courage to go up and talk to herself in her previous life, she was already kneeling in front of the Buddha, her eyes were pious, and she was not breathing.

The mood is naturally bitter, but the water spirit in the dream seems to be living in someone else's life, although empathy, but after all, it is just someone else's story, so there is no real feeling, but when the water spirit lying in Jia Duobao's heart gradually wakes up, and the consciousness returns to his body, he realizes that her dream, I am afraid that it is not fictional, but is telling her about Jia Duobao's life in the previous life.

She knew that she had apologized for Ji Wuyan in her previous life, and that crime was to be sentenced to death, because the project of "World of the Dead" was to mobilize the power of the whole country, and it was unforgivable to do something on it, and when she was arrested, she didn't have any hope of being alive, let alone that she would be released one day.

Of course, at that time, Shui Ling had also heard that there was a big man in the capital who used the suspicious evidence found out by Conan's rebirth to speak for her, but she never linked this person to Jia Duobao, because Shui Ling never thought that she would be involved with Jia Duo Bao in her previous life.

In the dimly lit small room, Shui Ling raised his head slightly, squinted his eyes, and found that Jia Duobao was also asleep, so he gently leaned back to Jia Duobao's heart, closed his eyes, and quietly listened to Jia Duobao's heartbeat, as if listening to a soothing symphony, and stretched out two fingers, nodded Jia Duobao's heart, and danced little by little with his heartbeat.

If this is the case, Jia Duobao can't wake up yet, then he doesn't have to mix in the special forces, Jia Duobao, who was pressed by the water spirit, pulled out his arm from the back of his head with his eyes closed, stretched out two arms as strong as iron, hugged the water spirit gently, did not speak, and quietly enjoyed this rare quiet time.

"You say, if we knew each other in our last life, would you take the initiative to chase me?"

Gently, Shui Ling opened his lips and asked, the voice suddenly sounded in the quiet room, it seemed particularly ethereal and elegant, but Jia Duobao couldn't feel the emotion in it, he only felt that Shui Ling didn't speak, and when he opened his mouth, the voice was very good, I saw him grinning, grabbing Shui Ling's fingers dancing in his heart, and said honestly:

"I don't know, you have nothing to do all day, what are you doing with all this? Let's live this life first, and then talk about it, are you still in the mood to take care of the last life? ”

He is always so pragmatic, he doesn't talk about half a bit of romance, Shui Ling rolled his eyes angrily, and didn't expect that in this mood, Jia Duobao would say something flirtatious, she sat up from the bed, and looked at Jia Duobao with a smile, because she was coming to Nancheng today, the temperature in Nancheng was already warm as spring, so Shui Ling did not wear cotton clothes, but a tight suspender T-shirt covered with a bat shirt style thin sweater. (To be continued......)