No matter how late it is in the past few days, Duan Xuchu will return to the residence of the two of them, and stay overnight, and it seems that he will not even accompany his daughter.

Wei Wei is the only one who can't define exactly how the two of them are in their relationship.

If Duan Xuchu is his benefactor, compared to other women who have been fostered, Wei Weiwei not only accompanies Duan Xuchu to bed, not only does she not obey Duan Xuchu's words, but even goes-for-tat with Duan Xuchu everywhere, and the atmosphere in which the two get along every day is tense.

But if it's a lover, then how does Jiang Qian deal with herself?

It can only be said that she is a very incompetent lover, holding him tight while he is asleep, holding back the tears from falling.

This night, Wei Wei struggled out of the nightmare with a scream, and was about to sit up from the bed, when the man wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her back to his chest, "What's wrong?" ”

Probably because he was woken up by her, his voice was a little more lazy than in the daytime, revealing the hoarseness of the first awakening, and sounding sexy and charming in the silent night.

Wei Wei only knew that she was not alone, she was lying on Duan Xuchu's hot chest, feeling stable at the same time, but her heart couldn't stop souring, "It's nothing." ”

Duan Xuchu's big hand touched Wei Wei's face, touching the fine sweat on her forehead, and he fingered, "Have a nightmare?" ”

Asking in a low voice, he wiped away the sweat with his dry palm, "If you do too much bad work, you will inevitably be haunted by nightmares." ”

I thought that Wei Wei would fight back against him like in the past, but Wei Wei responded unprecedentedly, "Hmm." ”

Duan Xuchu frowned, a little unaccustomed to such a quiet Wei Weiyi, just like he mistakenly thought that she was going to jump into the lake to seek death that night, he was also a little uneasy in his heart at this moment.

Duan Xuchu's lips pursed into a line, and after a moment of silence, he pressed his chin against the top of Wei Weiyi's head, rubbing it twice, "What kind of nightmare did you have, share it with me, huh?" ”

Wei Wei naturally wouldn't tell Duan Xuchu that she dreamed of her dead daughter again.

The baby girl was covered in blood, tears streaming from her eyes, and as she crawled beside her, she asked why she didn't save her, and when she ran over and tried to hold her daughter, there was only a pool of blood left in the snow.

She also dreamed of her father who committed suicide, and of her seriously ill mother, who, after learning that she was pregnant, slapped her hard and then made her kneel until she was willing to kill the child.

Soon after, the mother died, and she won - she saved the baby.

But then ...... Later—

She was ashamed of the hopes and expectations placed on her mother, and she insisted on giving birth to the child so that her mother would not be blind to death.

Thinking about it like this, it seemed that everyone's questioning voices echoed in his ears, and Wei Weiyi's brain seemed to explode and roar.

Her thin shoulders quivered, and her two pale lips clenched tightly, trying not to let herself scream in pain.

Wei Wei tried to hold her head to relieve this invisible pain and Ling Chi, but her whole person was held in her chest by Duan Xuchu, and her palms pressed her tightly.

His sinking voice revealed a worry and panic that he hadn't even noticed, "Wei Weiyi, are you finished?!" ”

Wei Wei trembled with fright, and then slowly came to his senses.

No sleepiness.

"Do you want me to knock you out with a stick?"

Duan Xuchu's gloomy voice came from the top of his head, without the slightest intention of joking, but Wei Weiyi hooked the corners of his lips and sneered, "What a cold joke." ”

"Is it cold?" Duan Xuchu raised his eyebrows, put one hand on Wei Weiyi's back, and patted it for a while, "Nan Nan likes me very much, tell her." ”

Wei Weiyan's nerves, which had just relaxed, tightened again.