Good. Ke Wenyuan bent his lips, and he felt that driving the car was not so boring.

"You don't want to ask me what decisions I made?"

"Don't ask, you'll find out when the time comes."

Zhang Jiaxin pouted, what a cold guy, don't you have any curiosity at all?

It's nice to move the back of the saddle back, lie down lazily and close your eyes, and just sit like this without driving, it's really cool.

"How long will it take?"

"About two hours."

"Okay, got it. I'll squint for a while, and call me if you have something. ”

"It's nothing, you can sleep in peace. There is a small thin blanket in the lumbar pillow behind you, covering your legs so that you don't get cold. ”

Hearing this, she touched the small cushion behind her waist and grabbed it in her hand, and found a small zipper on the side. Take out the small thin blanket inside and cover your body, isolating the air conditioner from the air conditioner, which is much more comfortable.

"You're careful."

Ke Wenyuan smiled and said nothing, Zhang Jiaxin was not hypocritical, and twisted his waist to adjust his body. Position yourself comfortably and close your eyes for a nap.

While waiting for the red light, he glanced sideways at Zhang Jiaxin's sleeping face, and his ears could hear her even breathing.

The lip flap slightly hooked a soft arc, retracted his gaze, and concentrated on driving.

Zhang Jiaxin closed his eyes and really fell asleep in a daze.

In a trance, I seemed to see Ke Wenyuan six years ago again, he was wearing a black suit, and he looked confident when talking to others, which belonged to the arrogance of young people.

She saw herself in her dream hesitating and embarrassed to go in to deliver the goods, and she didn't even notice the movement of unconsciously fiddling with the collar and trying to disperse the heat on her body. She answered the phone, looking slightly apologetic.

It was Zhen Yingying's phone, asking if she had helped deliver it. She was naïve enough to think that this was just to remind her, and there was no other intention, something like ...... Hasten.

After hanging up and taking a deep breath, she finally knocked on the door and stepped into the room.

He seemed a little irritated, and when he saw her in waiter's clothes, his eyes were dark, he told her to come in. The door closed at some point, and her consciousness gradually disappeared, blurring even the man who was also losing his mind when he was crouching on her......

Zhang Jiaxin suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the environment still in the car, and looked at the regressing road scene outside the car window, unable to tell whether he was dreaming or reality for a while.

Sensing the small movement on his side, Ke Wenyuan glanced at her, and when he saw that she opened her eyes and looked at the scenery outside, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Are you awake? I'm thinking I'll call you later. ”

She muttered, "Where is this?" ”

After hearing him say an unfamiliar place name, Zhang Jiaxin sighed softly: "Oh, I know." ”

Raised his hand and touched his forehead, a thin layer of fine sweat.

Ke Wenyuan vaguely felt that there was something wrong with her tone, and frowned: "What's wrong?" Uncomfortable? ”

She rubbed her fingers, slightly wet, shook her head silently, and whispered.

"It's nothing, it's just a dream, a very real dream."

"How can dreams be real?" He smiled.

I thought I was having a nightmare, and I was about to comfort her, but I heard her speak again.

"I dreamed six years ago...... The night I met you at the hotel. Oh, it's kind of interesting, I seem to be seeing it from the perspective of God. ”

Ke Wenyuan's words of comfort were stuck in his throat like this, he didn't dare to look at her expression again, a pair of eyes just looked ahead, fortunately there were no cars around, he almost drove crookedly.

Clenched the steering wheel, took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and the voice was dull.

"I'm sorry ......"