As soon as the lightning flew away, Kou Yongjun came back from outside with an umbrella, threw a bag of things at the little mango, threw the umbrella aside, and then jumped on the bed and fell asleep.

Little Mango looked at Kou Yongjun with a wink, his little hand reached over and took the packet, opened it, and found that it was actually a bag of mung bean cakes, the little guy took out a piece and ate it, and then fell asleep.

The little mango didn't sleep well this night, the little guy had never slept in such a hard bed, he woke up and slept again.

But the little guy didn't cry, he always felt that a man bleeds without tears.

At four o'clock in the morning, the little guy suddenly heard a strange sound, and quickly got up and listened carefully, it turned out to be the voice of his grandmother sleeping on the bed.

The little guy crawled and crawled, crawled next to Kou Yongjun, and in the dim light, the little guy looked at Kou Yongjun's frowning brows, as if he was covered with sweat, as if he was stunned by a dream, and his mouth was still talking nonsense.

"I'm your wife, I'm your wife, child, child, that's our child......"

Little Mango didn't quite understand what she was talking about, but seeing her breathing so quickly, the little guy stretched out his little hand, gently stroked her forehead, and said in a soft and tender voice: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will protect you." ”

The soft and tender little hand fell on the woman's forehead, the woman's dream seemed to have changed, she no longer spoke in her dreams, her frowning brows slowly loosened, and the corners of her lips even hooked up a faint smile.

Little Mango sat next to her and didn't sleep again.

At six o'clock in the morning, Kou Yongjun slowly opened her eyes and saw the little mango sitting next to her, she was startled and stepped back sharply, "You little ghost, what are you doing sitting next to me?" ”

Little Mango tilted his head and asked, "Are you having a nightmare?" ”

When Kou Yongjun remembered last night's dream, the expression on his face was a little confused.

She has lived for so many years, since the fire, which destroyed her, destroyed her home, and burned her son, she has had nightmares every night, and she has been haunted by nightmares night after night, and for so many years, she has hardly slept well.

is also because she has not slept well for so many years, so her body is getting worse and thinner, and now she is almost out of oil.

But last night, she had a nightmare for only a while, and when she felt the saddest and most terrible, it seemed as if a warm little hand touched her forehead, and her dream suddenly changed, and the fire in the dream disappeared and became a spring flower, everything was beautiful and beautiful, her husband had not abandoned her, her son had not died, and her son was nestled in her arms, so good, so good......

This is the best night she slept in so many years, because of the long-term poor sleep, so, her temper became extraordinarily irritable, in fact, when she was young, she has always been a person without a temper, she has always been extremely gentle, but now she has become the person she hates the most.

But last night she suddenly slept well, she felt a little terrible before, but when she thought of her child, her eyes were full of hatred.

"You don't have to." She pushed the little mango away, but the little guy was too small, and she pushed it and hit the table all of a sudden.

She panicked and wanted to help the little one, but in the end she didn't help her, turned around and walked away.