"Is the red ball..."Bai Xiaohan couldn't say at the moment that last time they secretly took the ball away and took it to the puppet workshop at the end of Qin.

"Maybe Hao Rui's soul is attached to it!" Han Dongzhi's eyes widened, and his slightly empty eyes were full of affirmation.

"Mr. Han, haven't you rested well?" Bai Xiaohan said softly, "At present, Haorui's whereabouts are unknown, perhaps... He's alive. ”

"He must have died of a murder." Han Dongzhi repeated what Officer Shi Yong said to him in his dream.

"What?" Bai Xiaohan asked.

"Officer Shi Yong told me." With that, he staggered to his feet and walked out the door.

"Shi Yong...?" Bai Xiaohan had no impression of this name, and he couldn't find any information about this person on the police station's intranet.

On Han Dongzhi's way back to the apartment, he received a call from Xiaoyue, who asked to meet, but Han Dongzhi wanted to refuse.

"You... Feeling unwell? The voice on the phone was gentle and gentle.

Han Dongzhi sniffled: "Maybe it's because of the change of seasons." ”

"At home? Or I'll go see you. ”

Han Dongzhi was stunned, touched his unkempt hair, and hesitated. He really didn't want to let the girl he liked see his current dignity, but it was reasonable to say that it was because of illness.

So he said, "I'm really sorry to let you come to visit you when we meet you for the second time." ”

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Han Dongzhi felt uneasy.

The apartment had been thoroughly cleaned by him, and although he usually liked to clean the house, he was particularly concerned about what Xiaoyue thought of him.

It was almost noon, and I hadn't waited for the shadow I was looking forward to seeing.

Han Dongzhi looked at his phone anxiously and walked around the house. Moving his gaze to the window downstairs, he suddenly felt a tightness in his heart, and the red figure was standing side by side with the scar man next door.

And the hateful-looking man actually said this to Xiaoyue with a smile on his face. Han Dongzhi grabbed the key and rushed downstairs.

"Dawn Moon!" He stood in front of the girl panting, his face flushed.

"Winter solstice, aren't you feeling unwell? Why did you still run down? Xiaoyue looked at him with a puzzled expression, and the scar man next to him showed a look of disdain.

"I've been waiting for a long time, and I'm a little worried about you." Han Dongzhi tugged at Xiaoyue's sleeve and pulled her behind him.

"It's so hard to find where you live, but fortunately I met Mr. Cheng in the alley just now." Xiaoyue smiled and looked at the scar man, as if she was not at all afraid of his terrifying face.

"You can't find it, you should call me, don't trust strangers casually!" Han Dongzhi glanced at the man and said unceremoniously.

The scar man snorted coldly, didn't want to pay attention to Han Dongzhi anymore, and walked in the direction of the apartment.

"That's not a good guy, his wife has been missing for months and hasn't been found, who knows what's going on." Han Dongzhi said in a low voice.

Xiaoyue looked at the man's back, and said calmly, "We shouldn't judge anyone based on subjective assumptions. ”

Han Dongzhi was stunned for a moment, feeling poured cold water on her attitude, "I'm protecting you!" He cried out in his heart, but he didn't say anything.

still cares about Xiaoyue who was pushed downstairs in her dream.

"It turns out that your boys' rooms are really much cleaner than our girls'." Xiaoyue glanced inside the room and couldn't help but sigh.

"I'm used to tidying up." Han Dongzhi scratched his head embarrassedly.

The corners of Xiaoyue's mouth curled, and there was a moving brilliance in her eyes, "You said yesterday that you dreamed that I was dead, what kind of dream was it?" ”

I didn't expect her to be interested in this kind of thing, what a strange girl.

"I dreamed that you were pushed down from the upper floor of this apartment..."Han Dongzhi's heart trembled slightly when he thought of the cold corpse.

"You know, dreams happen for a reason," Xiaoyue blinked mysteriously, "If it's not physical, it's psychological." Have you ever heard of soul medicine? ”

Han Dongzhi shook his head blankly.

"Dreams belong to the category of soul medicine, which is caused by internal and external stimuli, causing the activity of a small part of the nerve cells in the brain, which manifests itself as the lowest level of consciousness of the higher souls. It is not awakely perceived, nor can it be controlled, it is an unconscious virtual consciousness. ”

"You're talking too profound." Han Dongzhi pondered Xiaoyue's words, "Could it be that in my subconscious, I am always worried that something will happen to you?" ”

"Maybe you're feeling uneasy and anxious because of Haorui's matter, or maybe it's because of Tongxin's previous incident..."Xiaoyue looked at him with some concern.

Tong Xin's case, because he was teased by the "prophetic dream", Xiaoyue's words did not comfort him in his heart, but made him more uneasy.

"Have you ever had that dream that was very real? It's as if it's actually happening to you. Han Dongzhi looked at Xiaoyue's beautiful face and suddenly noticed something.

The two times I met her, she seemed to be wearing the same red dress. This style is simple and elegant, and it appropriately outlines the girl's moving curves, and any man will be tempted by it.

"Real dreams?" Xiaoyue frowned slightly, but the smile still stopped on her lips, "In my dream, a girl who looks exactly like me once appeared, telling me that she is from another world. Do you believe that there is another self in this world? ”

Han Dongzhi looked at her eyes, which were shining with a treacherous light, and he was a little fascinated by it, and he forgot to answer her question.

Xiaoyue sneered, "Why do you keep staring at me?" ”

Han Dongzhi looked away in embarrassment, "You, your skirt looks good." ”

Xiaoyue looked down at the hem of her skirt, and the smile on her lips deepened, "This dress is actually Huihui's, she told me that I must wear this when I go on a date with a boy." ”

Han Dongzhi suddenly reacted, the girl in front of him and the people in the night market were still best friends who could wear clothes for each other, and the word "raccoon dog" suddenly appeared in his mind.

"I'm joking, today is just for a visit, not a date." Xiaoyue took out a round insulated lunch box from behind her and opened the lid.

A fragrance emanated from inside, Han Dongzhi's nose was sour, and his eyes were a little hot.

In the past few years since he moved out of his home, he has never been taken care of by anyone, and he will not complain to his family even if he is sick, and he seems to have long been accustomed to facing any difficulties alone.

But he couldn't resist the concern of this bowl of hot porridge, and he suddenly burst into tears.

"Don't cry... It's good to be so decent, it will make you sad. Xiaoyue looked at him a little confused.

"I'm just so happy." Through the swirling heat, he couldn't see the girl's eyes clearly, but he felt that she was as beautiful as an angel.