"Yes, I'm having nightmares." Mo Yan reached out and hugged Anshu's slender waist.

Anshu patted Mo Yan's back: "Okay, it's okay, it's okay." ”

"No, that dream seems to be real, it will indeed happen......" There was a hint of fear and fear in Mo Yan's voice.

"Yes, I really ...... I can't imagine anything like that......"

"Don't believe it, it's just a dream, it won't happen, it won't happen." Anshu comforted softly.

"No, the master said ......" As if remembering something, the corners of Mo Yan's mouth trembled slightly: "Say...... It's very likely that my dream is ...... ...... will come true."

"No, your master said that it is possible, not absolute." Anshu looked at Mo Yan soothingly.

"Really?"

A pair of peach blossom eyes were about to cry, the eyelashes were stained with dewdrops, and the nose was red, such a fragile face, Anshu saw it for the first time, and his heart tightened.

"Didn't someone say that dreams don't work when they are spoken? Why don't we try? ”

"Really?" There were tears on Allure's beautiful face, and the slender beauty frowned, doubting the authenticity of Anshu's words.

"Try it, if it's true, you won't lose anything."

"Hmm." Mo Yan nodded in agreement.

"I dreamed that my master said that I only had three days to live, and at that time, I didn't have much breath left in the ice pool behind Tianxue Mountain......"

"Fake, all fake!" Before Mo Yan's words could be finished, he was interrupted by Anshu.

The two things Anshu is most afraid of in this life, the first thing is that he can't take revenge, and the second thing is that his benefactor and confidant Mo Yan will suddenly leave him one day.

Anshu hugged Mo Yan into his arms: "You promise me not to give up until you have to." ”

"Okay." Mo Yan was suddenly interrupted, and suddenly he was hugged into his arms, and Mu Na reacted in an instant and replied.

"I promise you!" It's a promise and a response.

"Hmm," Anshu let go of Mo Yan and met Mo Yan's gaze, "It's not a nightmare you're doing, it's my nightmare." ”

"You just ...... It almost scared the hell out of me. ”

"I suddenly felt like I wasn't afraid." Mo Yan's eyes were rolling slightly, and the ghost idea was on his mind.

"You think I don't know what the hell you're up to?" Anshu smiled indulgently, and poked his fingers at Mo Yan's forehead.

"Ouch~" Mo Yan rubbed his sore forehead: "You should be lighter." ”

"Light, you won't know what's wrong."

"Oops," tugging at Anshu's sleeve, Mo Yan coquettishly: "You're not Anshu, and I don't have the courage to calculate you." ”

"Are you counting less?" Anshu smiled helplessly, his eyes filled with a doting light.

"Shushu~" has a tail note in his voice, which is the essence of Mo Yan's coquettishness.

"You're not afraid now?" Anshulai moved the flowers and trees with one hand, and brought up the old things again.

"With you, I'm not afraid."

"Okay, let's sleep now, I'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Okay."

At this time, Mo Yan seemed to have forgotten something.

Anshu, who was lying down, patted his chest with his back to Mo Yan and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, the change of topic was successful.

……

Early the next morning.

Mo Xuan came in a hurry with Mo Yan's favorite pastries.

"Yan'er, are you up?"

Mo Xuan asked Ziying.

"Mrs. Hui," Ziying said, "Miss is not awake yet." ”

"Then you wait for Yan'er to wake up and give this to her."