"Qingqing ......"

Before the sky was bright, Huo Jingchen heard the woman in his arms sobbing softly, the whole person was curled up, a little face was pale under the warm light, and her eyelashes were still dyed with tears, looking extremely pitiful.

Huo Jingchen's big hand fell on her shoulder, and his voice sank a little more: "Wake up." ”

Zhao Siqing was still in a dream, but was pulled back to his thoughts by a sharp pain in his shoulder.

Her eyelashes twitched slightly, and she blinked and slowly opened her eyes, still in a trance.

Facing his eyes, Huo Jingchen couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Those light and gentle eyes would be lifeless, with a detachment that rejected people thousands of miles away, and in just a moment, it made Huo Jingchen feel as if he had returned to his previous life.

Huo Jingchen's throat moved slightly, and his black eyes stared at her tightly, but he didn't dare to make a sound for a while.

Zhao Siqing's line of sight gradually became focused, and when he saw the man in front of him clearly, a faint layer of water couldn't help but condense under his eyes.

It turned out to be a dream......

It's just that the dream is a past life?

Is that ruthless, ruthless, and moody man really Huo Jingchen, who has been by her side for the past few years?

Zhao Siqing was in a trance, her eyes fell on the demonic handsome face in front of her, and she couldn't help but think of the man in her dream again.

Huo Jingchen in the dream is about a few years older than now, and he doesn't feel old, but the coldness and cruelty of that body are more like swords and swords, and after going through wind and frost.

More indifferent, more resolute, and less approachable than it is now.

The two faces gradually overlapped in Zhao Siqing's sight.

She knows that the past life is the past life, and this life is the present life.

Perhaps the dream was too real and painful for her to separate the inside from the outside at the moment.

Zhao Siqing slowly lowered her eyes and didn't make a sound.

"Qingqing......" Huo Jingchen whispered to her with some uneasiness, and could feel the coldness in her attitude.

He knew she must have dreamed something again, but now he wouldn't tell him.

Hearing him speak, Zhao Siqing said softly: "I still want to sleep again." ”

A fluttering sentence blocked all the words that Huo Jingchen wanted to say, and Zhao Siqing didn't wait for him to respond, but turned his back to him slightly, pretending to sleep for a while.

But when I closed my eyes, the scenes in the dream followed, more real than every time.

He actually drugged her and beat their children with his own hands.

How could he be so cruel and resolute.

Thinking of the scene of falling into his arms and the scene of her waking up in the hospital bed, Zhao Siqing felt chills all over her body, and a chill appeared from the bottom of her heart for no reason.

In her past and present lives, did she really understand her?

Except for the children......

Zhao Siqing couldn't help but think of the dreams she had again, and those dreams seemed to be clueless when they were connected, so she didn't know what had happened.

It's just that she knows that Huo Jingchen is afraid that she will remember.

Zhao Siqing always thought that he could not care and could only look at the present.

However, now this dream has made her chills.

She couldn't help but ask herself, if it was about the child and every one of his relatives, could she really not care?

Huo Jingchen seemed to be able to sense what she was thinking, and hugged her tighter from behind, as if he was afraid that he would lose her in the next second.

Zhao Siqing could feel his uneasiness and nervousness, and if she was usual, she would definitely say comfort.

It's just that the scene just now only made her sweat profusely and feel exhausted.