My face was wet, and I didn't know if it was water or tears......

"Zhan Jun Yu, don't die! Don't die......"

She has no master, and her eyes are full of fog and haze.

She didn't have time to see the follow-up, but she woke up because it hurt too much.

The pillow was already thoroughly wet.

She raised her hand weakly, and through her fingers, she seemed to see the face of Zhan Junyu.

She thought that her feelings could be free.

Without waiting for his 100% pure feelings for her, she could restrain it, but it didn't seem to be that simple.

It seemed that a bloody hole had been broken in her chest, and she didn't dare to think about the scene in the dream just now, as long as she thought about it, the feeling of suffocation came to her heart again.

She couldn't do anything but clutch her chest and snort softly.

The psychological discomfort has already brought about physical discomfort, which is enough to show how strong the impact is.

Ye Zhixing stayed in bed for half an hour before she recovered, and her brain went from chaos to thinking.

It suddenly occurred to her that the prediction dream was not because after one became reality, the next one could continue to be predicted.

If one doesn't happen in reality, then she won't be able to make the next prophetic dream.

If that's the case, she really hopes that this dream she has will never, never, become a reality.

Ye Zhixing wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, put on her slippers, she usually belongs to the stepping party, most of the time she enters the door with the class bell, and the teacher can't do anything about her, but today, because she was woken up by a dream, she woke up so early.

Most of the time, when she went downstairs for breakfast, only Aunt Fang was there, and Zhan Junyu had already left.

Because he's special, very busy.

Now, when she came down the stairs, she was crashing into the deep-sea pupils, and unexpectedly, Ye Zhixing's heart skipped a beat.

deliberately didn't think about the scene in the dream, but when he faced his evil and handsome face, he couldn't help but ......

The Battle Monarch frowned without a trace.

Because Zhan Junyu and Ye Zhixing rarely eat breakfast together, if they are together, Zhan Junyu must accompany Ye Zhixing to eat Chinese, soy milk fritters, xiaolongbao and the like.

But today, because he came down early, Ye Zhixing found out that there was a Western-style breakfast on the table.

- Tuna sandwiches, fruit and vegetable salad, poached eggs, and steak.

Ye Zhixing's heart was as thin as a hair, and another breakfast had not yet been put on the table.

In this way, in fact, Zhan Junyu is not used to eating Chinese breakfast, no wonder he didn't eat a few bites every time he accompanied her to eat before.

Now, he's halfway through the sandwich he holds.

But his posture is slow, his movements are graceful, and he is still a personable nobleman.

"Aunt Fang......"

Zhan Junyu called lightly and motioned to Aunt Fang to withdraw the breakfast in front of her and replace it with Ye Zhixing's favorite food.

But Ye Zhixing waved his hand at Aunt Fang, "No need." ”

There were only two people left in the living room, Ye Zhixing and Zhan Jun Yu, and Zhan Jun Yu suddenly spoke, "Are you crying?" ”

Ye Zhixing was stunned, it had been a long time since she had cried just now, and after washing, her eyes were clear, and there was no red mark on the tip of her small nose.

Even she couldn't see it, how did he see it?

Probably to see that she is not in good spirits, guess?

"Nope."

Zhan Junyu didn't demolish her, but his eyes were a lot gentler.

Ye Zhixing ate the tuna sandwich in her hand, she was the stomach of the Z country, and she still couldn't eat this kind of cold in the morning.

But think about it from another perspective, Zhan Junyu usually eats her favorite food, maybe the same is the case.