Shen Jiang's whole body trembled uncontrollably, she remembered that after Jiang Yuan fell ill, she also had a dream.

In the dream, Jiang Yuan was holding a white bottle in her hand, her face was pale, and her eyes were looking out of the window vacantly, as if she was thinking about something.

It took about five minutes for her to finally make up her mind, and drank the contents of the white bottle in one gulp, and then placed the white bottle neatly on the table before lying down again.

Shen Jiang clearly remembered that on the day Jiang Yuan committed suicide, after she entered the ward, she saw the white bottle on the table at a glance, and later the doctor found that the bottle was highly poisonous.

Once, Shen Jiang thought it was just an ordinary dream, but now he knows that the scene in the dream should be the situation before Jiang Yuan died.

Shen Jiang was sad, but he faintly confirmed his previous guess in his heart, it seemed that he could really predict death through dreams, but in the world, there are so many people who die every day, and it seems that he only has this kind of dream a few times.

Don't...... Can you predict the death of those around you?

Shen Jiang thought, even if he is not the people around him, at least he is the person he has seen, if this is really the case, then wouldn't he be able to change the fate of many people?

Maybe you can also use this to win over some of your own forces, after all, life and death are not trivial matters.

However, she also understands that it is too bizarre to say that such a thing as predicting death through dreams is the same as being reborn, and it will make people think that she is a psychopath, or she needs other ways to remind others.

Shen Jiang let out a long sigh, if he had known that he had such an ability, he might have been able to save his mother back then.

At this point, she began to look forward to who would be the next person who would die in her dream.

Shen Jiang lay on the bed and fell asleep in a daze, and in the evening, he was suddenly awakened by a knock on the door.

"Sister, are you sleeping?" Shen Meng's voice sounded a little anxiously, "Open the door quickly, I have something to show you." ”

Shen Jiang opened his eyes, woke up for a while, and then got up to open the door, and asked with sleepy eyes, "Meng'er, what's wrong?" ”

Shen Meng hurriedly squeezed into Shen Jiang's bedroom, then looked at her without saying anything, and said, "I just went to the airport to pick up a good friend of mine." ”

Shen Jiang sat down beside Shen Meng and looked at her clearly, "Oh, do you want to say that I will accompany you to the prom party where you will pick up the wind for your friends?" Aunt Yun has already told me. ”

"Not this thing." Shen Meng frowned in embarrassment and struggled for a while before finally making up his mind, "Forget it, I'll tell you, it's for your good." ”

Shen Jiang also looked a little uneasy, and looked at Shen Meng worriedly, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"Sister......" Shen Meng looked at Shen Jiang firmly, "You can't be with Third Master Qi, you must not." ”

"Why?" Shen Jiang became even more uneasy, and asked timidly, "What happened?" ”

Shen Meng opened the photo album on his mobile phone and handed it to Shen Jiang with some reluctance, "Sister, you can see it yourself." ”

Shen Jiang took the phone, a pair of slender plain hands, shook inadvertently, she took a deep breath, and then looked at the screen on the phone.

Immediately afterwards, the whole person's face turned pale, his eyes became more and more red, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

Shen Meng quickly hooked the corners of his mouth proudly, and then hurriedly comforted him softly, "Sister, don't be too sad, you have been separated from him for so long, and many things can't be said clearly." ”