After getting in the car, Pu Yinqi first sent Ruan Cen back to the apartment, and then sent Pu Xinyi back.

That night, Ruan Cen was not affected by Pu Xinyi at all, he didn't eat at the wine party, and saw that Fu Lai was still playing games, so he cooked two bowls of noodles.

After eating, I digested it for a while before washing up and sleeping.

……

The night was deep.

Winter, cold as ice.

A man staggered in outside the villa, no more than thirty years old, with a very high appearance, wearing a brown windbreaker, and the whole person was elegant and handsome.

He walked slowly, down the stairs, straight to the second floor, and turned a corner and went straight into a bedroom.

The lights weren't turned on, and it was pitch black.

But the curtains were not drawn, and the moonlight entered the house through the glass of the windowsill, and the bright light spilled into the room, shining on the girl on the big bed.

The man stumbled over and lay down next to the girl.

The movement was a little loud, and the girl rubbed her eyes and called out something.

Then the man turned over, hugged the girl tightly, and imprisoned her in his arms.

The girl called him, but it seemed to irritate him.

The man's eyes were red, and he raised his hand to caress the girl's face, his expression was extremely gentle, and he kept calling a name in his mouth.

"Azun...... Atsuen ...... My Acon......"

His head tilted over, and when he was about to kiss the girl, the girl suddenly shouted, "I'm not your Azun!" ”

The man's movements stiffened, he looked at her for a few seconds, and then hugged her tightly with both hands.

"You're Azen! You're my A-Cen! ”

Then he let go of his hand and leaned down to kiss her.

Avoided by the girl.

"Azen, my Azen, don't refuse my ......"

The man held her with one hand and then firmly fixed her head, while the girl struggled desperately.

……

"I'm not! I'm not! ”

Ruan Cen slept very unsteadily and was suddenly awakened by a nightmare.

When I opened my eyes, it was pitch black.

Raising her hand to turn on the light, she was still breathing very quickly, and even gasping a little.

The light illuminated the room, and Ruan Cen breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the real objects around him clearly.

"A-Czen, are you having another nightmare?" Fu Lai's confused voice came from his side.

Not wanting her to worry, Ruan Cen denied: "No, I'm thirsty and drink water." ”

"Oh, it's not a nightmare. It's late, so you finish drinking water and go to bed quickly. ”

"Okay."

After drinking a glass of water, Ruan Cen lay down again.

I thought it would be difficult to sleep, but it was surprisingly fast.

……

How long does it take for a person to enter a dream?

Ruan Cen didn't know.

But she knew she was supposed to be in a dream right now.

When she saw the back of the young man in the white shirt, she was already sure that what she saw was fake, and that it was her dream.

But everything around her was terrifyingly real, as if she was in it.

The environment here is quiet and tranquil, and the trees are deeply rooted here, growing luxuriantly and towering. There was a faint heat in the air, and I thought it was early summer.

She was strolling along the tree-lined path, and not far in front of her was a boy in a white shirt.

That figure, Ruan Cen dreamed of many times.

At this time, she didn't think much about it, and just trotted to catch up, wanting to ask who he was.

The young man seemed to have a sense, and suddenly looked back at her, his voice was very gentle and very good: "A-cen, you slow down." ”

Although he turned around, his face seemed to be under the bright light, always shrouded in a halo, making it impossible to see his appearance at all.

Ruan Cen had too many doubts piled up in his heart, just wanting to know who he really was and why he appeared in his dreams.

The speed of her feet increased, and she ran in three steps and two steps, but the figure seemed to be out of reach, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not catch up.

She tried to reach out and grab him, but to no avail.

"Who are you?"

As soon as the words came out, the young man's figure was slowly fading.