The man's voice was warm and beautiful, and she was familiar with it a thousand times.

"Jiang Ci, I dreamed, I dreamed of me...... Out of here, out of you and your children. Chu Jiaojiao tugged at his shirt, only feeling that she couldn't breathe for a while.

The nerves were in a little pain from the dream they had just had, and they gradually spread to the chest.

"Okay, Jiaojiao, it's just a dream, it's just a dream." The man comforted her softly, patting her on the back, his voice unusually gentle.

"Is it just a dream?" Chu Jiaojiao's emotions relaxed.

But then, she raised her hand and touched her stomach, and when she found that it was flat, she panicked again.

"Baby, where's the baby?"

"Baby? He's asleep! Jiang Ci replied again, his eyes were always soaked in the tenderness of water, enveloping the woman.

"No, you lied to me, you lied to me." With a frightened look on her face, Chu Jiaojiao stepped back, her whole person pale and afraid.

"Jiaojiao, what's wrong with you? Aren't we all right? You are staying in this world well, and my children and I are also by your side, why do you still want to leave? ”

"Jiang Ci, I didn't, I didn't want to leave you." Chu Jiaojiao shook her head, looked at the piece of coldness that gradually sprinkled on the man's face, and defended herself.

"I never wanted to leave you." She bit her lip, her face was covered with tears, looking at the cold accusation in the man's eyes, her heart was sour and aggrieved.

"It's all this child, it's him who caused me to lose you, and I won't forgive him in this life. Jiaojiao, let's get rid of the child, you won't leave me if you kill him......"

"Don't, Jiang Ci-ah!" Another frightened cry, when Chu Jiaojiao opened her eyes, it was already dawn.

She was trapped in a double dream, and felt as if she had been fished out of water.

My body was covered with cold sweat, and my nerves were pulled and it hurt a lot, but it couldn't withstand the pain in my heart.

From silent to crashing, it only took a second. The whole book

Jiang Ci.

These two words were ironed out in my heart, and the pain swept over me as if it had been burned by fire.

"Knock-" There was a knock on the door, interrupting her train of thought.

"Come in." Chu Jiaojiao picked up her glasses and put them on, leaning on the bedside table, and the whole person looked extremely fragile.

"Mr. Chu, the new clothing design exhibition the day after tomorrow is ready, this is the lighting renderings from over there, you can take a look."

The assistant walked over with a tablet, and then handed it to Chu Jiaojiao.

Chu Jiaojiao slid the screen and turned over page by page.

"No, let the gaffer change it again, don't be so fancy, change it all to warm yellow light for me." She pointed to the lighting renderings on the tablet and said, her eyebrows were serious at the moment, as if she had completely detached herself from the dream.

"But Ada said that's how it feels."

"What do you want to feel like when you're colorful, the color palette?" Chu Jiaojiao asked rhetorically, her delicate eyebrows and eyes were a little more vivid because of the sense of coldness that suddenly appeared.

"Okay, I'll ask the gaffer to change it right away."

"Hmm."

After the assistant left, Chu Jiaojiao got up from the bed.

I opened the wardrobe, and it was full of clothes from some very capable working women, with only a few elegant long dresses.

Her hand hesitated slightly, undecided under the multitude of clothes.

Some images appeared in her mind for no reason, and her heart began to ache again, and she even felt tormented with breathing.