There was no one else in her dreams, just her and the woman who seemed to have a great temperament. There was no sound, no scenery, just her standing in the distance.

Jiang Nianci held her breath and slowly walked towards the woman. The woman in the distance just stood still, although she couldn't see her facial features, she could feel that the woman was looking at her intently. She wanted to go up and ask the woman, but no matter how long she was gone, the distance between them was still that far.

Later, the woman who was motionless walked in the direction of Jiang Nianci.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at the person approaching step by step, but she could never see her appearance, Jiang Nianci could only see that the white cheongsam was clean without a trace of variegation.

"My name is Ling Zixuan."

The woman in the cheongsam actually took the initiative to talk to her, which really startled her, and when she came to her senses, he realized that this person's name, Ling Zixuan, her mother's name!

"Mom?" So Jiang Nianci looked at her in a trembling voice: "I'm Nianci." ”

Jiang Nianci stood barefoot beside Ling Zixuan, trying to remember Ling Zixuan's appearance, but she couldn't see her face clearly. So Jiang Nianci hugged her again, feeling Ling Zixuan's warmth and regular, reassuring heartbeat and breathing.

She felt that Ling Zixuan's body exuded a fresh fragrance of grass and trees, just like the obsessive smell of running in the forest in the morning.

"Daughter, it's time for mom to go."

Jiang Nianci was suddenly a little reluctant.

"And will I see you again? Mom. ”

"I don't know, but my mother has to leave, you have to remember, you must take the place of your mother, take a good look at the world, don't have hatred, and don't give up on yourself, you know?"

"I see, then you'll remember me, right, Mom."

"Yes, I know, and you'll remember me, Nianci."

Jiang Nianci put her hands on Ling Zixuan's blurred face with tears in her eyes, hugged her tightly, and said silently in her heart: "Goodbye, mother." ”

Then everything went back to the beginning, no matter how close Jiang Nianci was, she could never touch the woman who was wearing a white cheongsam, clean and without a trace of impurities.

Jiang Nianci looked at Ling Zixuan motionless in the distance with wide eyes, still blurry as always, still emitting a faint white light as always.

It wasn't until later that the distance between them became farther and farther away, until Jiang Nianci could no longer see the faint white light behind Ling Zixuan.

There was another gust of wind blowing in the dream, and there was a fresh fragrance of grass and trees growing, still like the obsessive smell of running in the forest in the morning.

After the hug, there was a separation, and her body had a taste that made Jiang Nianci extremely reassuring, with rosewood fragrance, with fragrance and warmth. That's the smell of motherhood. Jiang Nianci thought, maybe the taste of her mother is like this.

"Goodbye, Mom." Jiang Nianci in the dream was silently shedding tears.

"Mom!" Jiang Nianci once again woke up from the reluctance of the dream.

Cold sweat was all over her forehead, sliding down her fair and delicate side face, gathering at the delicate jaw and finally landing on the back of her hand, and even the slight heartbeat could be heard clearly in the long dark night.

Her heart ached as the nightmare rattled, and she gasped for breath as she subconsciously probed her arteries to see if they were still beating. Fortunately, she was still alive and beating, Jiang Nianci closed her eyes, and the same dream was like escaping death again.

After settling down, Jiang Nianci turned over and got out of bed, walked to the window of the ward neatly, opened the curtains and looked into the distance. Maybe she was sweating and feeling thirsty, she poured a glass of lemonade into the water glass, closed her eyes and opened them, and drank it directly in one gulp. The lemonade ran down his throat and into his stomach, and the acidity of the water brought direct irritation, which made Jiang Nianci shiver.

Suddenly, her eyes fluttered, and under the moonlight, a slender figure was standing quietly not far from her, trying to find her closely. Jiang Nianci was so frightened that his expression suddenly tightened, "Who?" ”

"It's me," that touch of the figure emitted the kind of voice that belongs to Zhan Anli, calm, calm, and secretive: "I'm so interested, Jiang Nianci, the posture of drinking water is as beautiful as drinking, and if you want to get drunk and relieve a thousand sorrows, don't you look for me?" ”

She closed her eyes and finally turned around, finally seeing him. Suddenly scolding in her heart was careless, when did this guy appear here, she didn't even notice it at all.

"You don't have to be vigilant against me all the time," he said, I don't know why, Jiang Nianci suddenly felt a little sad, "I said, whether you want to or not, resist me or not, your body and consciousness have long been accustomed to my existence." ”

Jiang Nianci was silent. Putting down the water glass, he suddenly raised his eyes and attacked him, and when the knife fell in his hand, the two of them had an emotionless struggle.

Zhan Anli was not surprised, until her figure came to him, he turned slightly sideways, without a trace of breeze, his posture was elegant and light, and he easily dodged her lore, and at the moment of passing by her, he stretched out his long arms, wrapped his arms around her waist, and intercepted her movements.

Jiang Nianci realized that he couldn't beat him, and he was furious, "Let go of me!" ”

"It's useless. As I said, I'm familiar with your habits, I know what you want, and you're used to my breath and presence, these subtle habits, you and I can't quit," he smiled slightly, pulling the long hair scattered on her forehead to the back of her head, "So, no matter what you say, I don't want to let go, and you can't help it." Whether to bully you or not is also my idea. ”

The king is often the winner. Even if it is just a temporary winner, in the matter of the relationship between men and women, it is enough, violent enough and arrogant enough.

Jiang Nianci was relieved. The weak are weak, swinging a sword to cut tears, she understands. So she didn't even have a trace of trilling in her voice, "It's okay if you want to bully, it's me who failed you, and you should be bullied." I understand the emotional rules of men and women. ”

Such a pure and kind girl. When he said such a sentence, he suddenly had a soft corner in his heart, and he felt a faint pain, not bloody, but worried.

He knew it before, it was obviously something that ordinary girls shouldn't understand, and they couldn't be taught casually, but as a result, these things made Jiang Nianci stronger, but he was also forced to be helpless.

From this point of view, Jiang Nianci, who has experienced too many things, may not be destined to be an ordinary girl in the future, and she has a little short-term happiness, which is already a very satisfying but sad thing for her.

So much so that today's Jiang Nianci lives very much like him, and the temperament that doesn't care about the world and human feelings does not have any feelings.

However, the absence of feelings does not mean that there are no injuries.

"Don't talk about yourself like that again, you know?" Zhan Anli let go of her gently, his voice was very weak, "No girl is born to be bullied, including you, if someone bullies you, I will definitely let him die." ”