Although he didn't figure out this question, Ye Zhixing calmed down a lot.

She decided to have a showdown this time when Zhan Jun Yu returned.

If you decide not to be with him, then you will quickly cut through the mess, and the marriage contract will be broken, and you will never get along with each other.

If the decision is made together, then it will be nothing.

In the middle of the night –

Ye Zhixing sat up in fright.

She turned on the bedside lamp, and the soft orange glow enveloped her beautiful face, but her face was still visible to the naked eye, without any blood.

She dreamed again, dreaming that the warlord was drowning.

The scene was so clear and profound, she cried and grabbed the ground, and tears wet her face.

There were only the two of them around, and she couldn't breathe from crying, and her heart was in turmoil.

She hugged him tightly to her chest, like she was holding a doll she cherished most.

Zhan Jun Yu Ping is not like a doll, because he is tall and handsome, and his shoulder blades are broad, but only because he is lifeless at the moment, coupled with a delicate face, he looks like a doll.

Ye Zhixing woke up in pain, and her chest seemed to have been poked out of a blood hole, obviously it was not yet winter, but there was still a cold wind that pierced through the hall whistling through her blood hole one after another.

Her lower lip was trembling and her angina was terrible.

Will...... She didn't have time to say it, and the battle monarch met ......

I can't think about it, but it hurts to breathe.

Calming down, Ye Zhixing began to think carefully.

The same dream twice, which has never happened before.

I thought it might not be a prophetic dream, but now it's confirmed.

Every detail is completely replicated, if this is not a prophetic dream, how can it be so strange.

Ye Zhixing clenched his phone and called him.

She had called him about her grandmother before, and he was like a savior, always showing up for a second when she needed him the most.

So the phone just rang and he picked it up.

At that time, she was busy looking for her grandmother, but in fact, afterwards, she wondered if he had set her special attention, otherwise how could she pick up the phone as soon as possible.

However, this time there was no ...... The phone went unanswered for a long time.

Ye Zhixing comforted himself that it should be too late and he fell asleep.

But for the rest of the day, Ye Zhixing never fell asleep again......

Self-deception is self-deception, but women are still indispensable for crankiness.

When it was dawn, she called again, but there was still no answer.

Last night's dream was like a nightmare, going back and forth in front of her.

Ye Zhixing went back to school, she was not in good spirits, Zhan Xiao could also see it, handed her the PSP, and wanted to relax her by playing games, but Ye Zhixing shook his head.

If it's just to relieve stress, she can still play.

But she wasn't in the mood for anything now......

"Zhan Xiao, your little uncle ......"

Ye Zhixing couldn't contact Zhan Junyu, and even thought of using Zhan Xiao's line to contact him.

But as soon as she said these three words, Zhan Xiao was like a frightened bird, and her nerves were tensed.

She is the last thing that can be seen that the little uncle and Weaver are connected.

She thought that the little uncle was stepping on two boats, not only fanciing the virtuous and virtuous virtues of his fiancée, but also the amazing beauty of Zhixing, and enjoying the blessings of all people.

She thought that she had told her little uncle that day, so the little uncle made a decision, and then Zhixing was so depressed.

If Weaving Star said it, then she would simply say it.

Although the little uncle is good, Weaving Star is not worth it at all.