Chapter 1182: Dream Omen, Tangled
There are many stalls on the quaint street.
Vegetable sellers.
Selling fruits.
Candy sellers.
The whole nine yards.
Ling Fei ran happily on the street, laughing with the people behind her from time to time.
Suddenly, a tall house collapsed without warning, and the street, which had been bustling with activity just a moment ago, was in shambles, screaming and crying one after another.
Ling Fei stood at a loss on the verge of the collapse of the house, the person who was still behind her just now had disappeared without a trace, disappeared without a trace.
"Song Tianmo!"
"Song Tianmo, where are you!"
"Answer me, where are you!"
"Don't, don't be fine!"
"Answer me, where are you!"
"Ah......h
Ling Fei, who was lying on the bed, screamed, and suddenly sat up from her dream, her body was covered with sweat, and her hair was also wet with sweat.
"It turned out to be a dream!" After sitting for a while, Ling Fei came back to her senses, clutching her wildly beating chest and muttering to herself and looking out the window.
It was pitch black outside the window.
It's still the middle of the night.
The panic and anxiety in the dream were so real, as if she had experienced it in person, and she still clearly remembered the name she kept chanting in her dreams - Song Tianmo!
Her husband!
His face was cold.
Ling Fei stretched out her hand to wipe it, it was salty, there was not only sweat on her face, but also tears, and she didn't know how long she had been crying in her dream before her face was full of tears.
Ling Fei, who was awakened by the dream, had no sleep, she silently and carefully recalled everything in the dream.
The dream is extraordinarily clear, Song Tianmo in the dream She has not been able to see her appearance clearly, she can't find Song Tianmo, she was so anxious to dig the collapsed house with her bare hands in the dream, and ten fingers dug out the blood and failed to dig people out.
Taking the mobile phone on the bedside, Ling Fei silently looked at the photos of Song Tianmo she had saved, as well as the photos of her father...... Although it was a nightmare, she would dream of Song Tianmo, did it mean that she was about to remember everything she had forgotten?
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Mo Han noticed that Ling Fei's behavior was a little strange.
It's been two days since he told her who she was.
Ling Fei stayed at home every day and didn't go anywhere - of course, she had a car accident, and her hands and feet were not lightly injured, and it was normal for her to recuperate in the villa.
What made Mo Han strange was that the Xuan Reward Order issued by the Song family on the Internet was still there.
He didn't receive any calls about Ling Fei, and in the waters near the helicopter crash on the high seas, there were many people who continued to search for Ling Fei's traces!
Mo Han suspected that Ling Fei had not called Song Tianmo.
"Well, I didn't fight, I can't remember anything, although I look like the person in the photo, but ...... I'm afraid I'm not the one they're looking for! ”
When she said this, Ling Fei lowered her eyelids, her expression was uneasy, and her two hands were even nervously twisted together.
Mo Han wanted to laugh.
What kind of logic is this?
However, Ling Fei didn't call, and Mo Han didn't urge her, let her continue to be a snail in the villa, and deliberately put the card in her room.
The amount in it became 200,000 again.
"I'm with your sister...... Does it look alike? How old is your sister? ”
Ling Fei already knew from the Internet that she was not Ling Xiangnan's biological daughter, and her heart was anxious these days.
She desperately wanted to go back, to return to her relatives and friends, but she was afraid to go back, and she didn't know if her illness was pre-existing or ...... Is this the first time she's discovered?
"At such a young age, she actually got cancer, or lung cancer, hey, if her relatives knew that she only had one or two years to live, it would be very sad when she went." Whenever she wanted to call the phone, she remembered Jenny's exclamation with the doctor.