Chapter 179: Thick Hatred

Mother... Mother.

Parents.

Where are you?

The tongue of fire devoured her entire body, the bone-eating pain devoured her body, and she desperately searched in the fire in a frenzy, but all that touched her was the blazing firelight, and there was no familiar figure.

At this moment, Su Qi's entire body was trembling uneasily, and her forehead was covered with sweat.

Her whole body was now soaked with sweat, and she twisted her head uneasily, and suddenly, her body suddenly sat up from the bed: "Dad, mother." ”

With an exclamation, Su Qi sat up, opened his eyes, and calmed his heart slightly when he saw the familiar room, and reached out to wipe the sweat on his forehead.

Father...

Mother.

Brother Muchen.

Why, these titles, are so familiar?

But why didn't she have any impression in her mind, and she couldn't even find everything that belonged to this memory at all, Su Qi's brows furrowed tightly, and the fine sweat on his forehead slowly slid down with his skin.

The hair was soaked with sweat and just stuck to the face.

The fists had been clenched unconsciously for a long time, even though she was awake now, Su Qi still frowned tightly, and her body sat on the bed like this, trembling lightly.

Hatred rushed to the brain.

Su Qi's whole body trembled uncontrollably, it turned out that it was just a dream, but why was such a dream so real, it seemed that she had experienced it herself.

Everything is so real.

But she could not find the slightest impression of the dream, so real, so clear, that she always felt that she had forgotten something, but no matter how much she thought about it, she could not find any impression of it.

The body was suddenly pulled into an embrace.

"Ahh

"You... Who the hell is it? ”

Why, she felt like this, her head ached slightly, Su Qi's brows furrowed tightly, and she suddenly remembered that the night he suddenly appeared in her room, she couldn't control her hatred in her heart.

Why, she feels this way?

The eyes on Su Qixiao's face looked straight at him, and there was hatred and vigilance in his eyes that could not be concealed, and he slowly got up and got out of bed until he had a safe distance from him.

only then did he stand still, and his vigilant eyes were locked on his body all the time.

At this moment, the whole room fell silent again, there was no sound, in the early hours of the morning, the chandelier was now on in the room, and outside the window, it was pitch black, the same as the inside of the room.

The night sky outside is still quiet.

Fan Mo calmly withdrew his hand, and did not speak for a while, his dark eyes took in all the reactions on her body, and there was a trace of deep meaning in his eyes: "What did you dream of." ”

Speaking of this, Su Qi's whole body still couldn't help but tremble slightly, the scene in the dream, every scene was still circulating in her mind, she knew what she was looking for in the flames, but she couldn't find it no matter what.

And this dream, which appeared in my mind more than once.