Gu Yuan knew that there was no point in staying here any longer, so in the end, he also wanted to say something and left the hospital.

Regarding Tong Yujie's matter, Gu Yuan really didn't have any eyebrows, he would have an accident, and Gu Yuan never expected it.

"Lucy, find out where Father Jiang is, and send it to me early tomorrow morning."

Lucy knew about Tong Yujie, and also knew that Zhan Anli would let her investigate Jiang's father's matter, so she quickly put her fingers on the computer keyboard.

"It's been sent to your mailbox, boss, you can check it at any time."

"Well, well done." Zhan Anli nodded in satisfaction. Put down the phone and glanced back at Jiang Nianci, and took a ride home first.

At one o'clock in the morning, Jiang Nianci dragged her tired body home, ready to take a shower and pack some clothes, thinking about going there tonight.

"Ding Dong", the moment Jiang Nianci picked up the body lotion, the voice recorder fell to the ground.

She picked it up and looked at it, and stumbled upon a message in the recorder.

Driven by curiosity, she clicked on it and listened, only to hear a noise at first, followed by a hoarse dry cough.

Jiang Nianci, are you scared? I'm secretly recording you in your living room right now. And you stumbled upon a voice recorder when you were asleep, so you shouldn't be scared, right? But if you don't say that, you can't say it. ”

Jiang Nianci was stunned, what day did he record this? I don't think I have time to tell her yet. He probably didn't expect her to find out so soon, right? This fool......

"Jiang Nianci, how can I say it, I like you very much, I like you very much, it's not the usual kind of liking, but now our relationship is not very stable, and we don't seem to be able to understand each other's feelings. But do I want to get along with this feeling about you now? It's hard to talk about, and I don't know what you think......"

"Jiang Nianci, can you tell me your thoughts after you finish listening? I'll wait for you. ”

At the end of the recording, Jiang Nianci only felt that he couldn't hear all the sounds, only his heartbeat was still beating.

Don't...... Is this what it's like to be in love? Jiang Nianci didn't know why, all of a sudden, there was a strange feeling, that kind of feeling, as if he had never felt before.

She didn't call him, nor did she explain anything, maybe she has learned to bury everything in her heart now, she understands some feelings, but it doesn't mean that she will express it, from before to now, she remembers Zhan Anli's kindness to her.

When he returned to the hospital, An An had already fallen asleep next to Tong Yujie.

"An An, you will definitely grow up healthy, my sister promised you that she will take good care of you and will not let you have any more sadness. I won't let you starve my father for an accident, my sister assures you. ”

Early the next morning, Jiang Nianci, who had not slept all night, woke up in a dream.

It was that horrible dream again, and it almost put her in a nightmare desperate situation.

She saw blood on the ground. The viscous, intense, shocking red like the Manju Sahua, bloomed one by one, joined in one piece, and smiled fiercely at her.

She stared at them intently, from bright red to black and purple, and finally solidified, the process of change was like a black and white movie, the camera kept playing forward, blurry, fast, in the art of montage, so that Jiang Nianci had an illusion that no matter how hard she tried, the end in front of her was still dark, and even the light would never be visible.

Feel a sticky liquid dripping into her hair on her head. Walking down her cheeks, her heart seemed to be lifted, and slowly looking up, it was still blurry, but it was different from Fang Cai's scene, and now it seemed to be stained with a little red light.

She seemed to be unable to control her desires, as if she had been dragged up by someone to look upwards. It was as if the toxin had entered her mind and could not be removed, and she was stubborn to the point of madness, and she wanted to know every presence in this scene, even the images that she could not forget.

But the next second she saw the scene in front of her, she began to regret it, if she knew what this picture was, she would never let herself fall into despair.

What kind of scene it was, she saw clearly what made her collapse instantly: a child, lying in a pool of blood. His face was down, his body shattered, and thick and warm blood gushed out of his body little by little. Blood soaked in the clothes printed on the little Pikachu, and life and death were only a matter of day, because in the eyes of outsiders, there was no room for survival.

In this world, there are some people, some scars, some memories that she can't ignore no matter what, such as the child who fell naked in front of her eyes.

Jiang Nianci opened his mouth in horror, desperately trying to shout for help, but found that his throat seemed to be locked, and he couldn't make a sound. She was so panicked that she almost burst into tears, and she saw the blood gushing from under the bloody child's body, and it flowed for a long time.

Maybe I heard a heavy voice coming from behind. She turned around in horror with wide eyes, and finally saw another person. This person is the only person in the scene besides her and the bloody child.

It was a boy, very young, very tall, and fell to the ground. He looked badly injured and couldn't see his face clearly, but he could clearly see the bruises on his arms, his thick hair was messy from the dust, and next to him lay a brown jacket, half of which was left, and the other half had long since fallen somewhere.

The white clothes he wore were torn apart, revealing grim bones, and the abrasions on them were vivid, very bad, like the scars of a violent explosion, but they didn't mean much compared to the blood bubbling from his forehead.

Jiang Nianci stood firmly in front of him, saw his creeping figure, and could see the blood on his side face that had solidified and covered with dust, but he couldn't see his expression clearly in any case. But even if the young man's facial features are blurred in this picture, Jiang Nianci knows that he is crying, there is no reason, she just knows.

This person, trying to crawl towards the child in the pool of blood, he seems to be very tired, can no longer stand up, can only crawl on the ground like this, little by little by relying on his hands to crawl over, the tears in his eyes diluted the blood on his face, spread over the side of the face and flowed down drop by drop, dripping on the ground, just like a knife in the heart, flushing out the blood in his heart, and at the end of his life, maybe it was when he touched the child's side.

Jiang Nianci watched him just like this and grabbed the child's hand, seeing that his entire thin face had been soaked in blood, and what had slipped from the corners of his eyes had turned into blood, she could feel it!

But Jiang Nianci also felt that he was clearly prepared, and even waited for this moment, perhaps as this person had rehearsed countless times in his mind, he grabbed the hand of the motionless child tightly, and then closed his eyes quietly, smiled slightly in the blood light, and prepared to wait quietly for death.

"Ahh

She rolled over and got out of bed, as if she had just woken up. It's absurd, but it's really scary.