In the afternoon, He Jianing returned home.

Meng Yao cleaned up her mood and did not make He Jianing suspicious with her perfect acting skills.

At dinner, He Jianing sighed: "Your cousin had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, fortunately your cousin was at home at the time, otherwise it might have been a tragic consequence." ”

Meng Yao was stunned, and suddenly stopped eating, holding chopsticks and looking at He Jianing, her eyes were a little red.

He Jianing was startled and asked, "Yaoyao, what's wrong?" ”

Meng Yao said a little sadly: "Mom, hurry up and find a partner, you have been single for so many years, you should have a companion." ”

Soon after Meng Haochen was born, their father died.

Over the years, there has been no shortage of suitors for He Jianing, who still has charm, but she did not remarry, but raised a pair of children alone, which is really hard.

He Jianing smiled softly and said, "I'm used to being alone for so many years. ”

"I don't mean anything else, it's just that my brother and I will go to college in the future, and you will be alone at home, what if you and your cousin are like that, what should you do if you suddenly encounter any accidents?"

Meng Yao looked at her seriously: "If someone is by your side, Xiao Chen and I can feel more or less at ease, and I believe Xiao Chen will agree." ”

He Jianing's eyes looked at her daughter, and finally smiled gently, reached out and grabbed a chopstick dish for her, and said in a soft tone: "Okay, I will consider your suggestion, let's eat first." ”

……

Time passed uneventfully.

In the past few days, when Meng Yao went out for a run, He Zheng would always appear from time to time, say a few words to her, and sometimes run with her for a while.

……

Somewhere dark and quiet underground parking lot.

A man in a peaked cap raised a shiny knife in his hand at the woman who fell to the ground.

And then

Vicious.

Plug it in!

Blood, spilled!

……

Meng Yao opened her eyes suddenly, took a few breaths, her face was extremely pale, and she just wanted to scold her mother in her heart.

Hell, she's dreaming of foreknowledge again. Moreover, it's such a bad dream of foreknowledge!

The only thing that Meng Yao is thankful for is that the protagonist of this dream is not her, but another woman.

A woman she knew.

Policewoman, Xie Xiaojia.

In her dream, Xie Xiaojia was brutally murdered by the man with the cap.

Meng Yao pursed her lips and calmed down her panic a little before turning her head sideways and looking out the window.

It's not dawn yet.

So, Meng Yao closed her eyes again.

Half an hour later.

"Ahh!!hh Why dream about this!! Meng Yao sat up suddenly.

She couldn't sleep.

In the café.

Meng Yao, who had two dark circles under her eyes, sat at a table in despair, looking stunned.

Suddenly, she slammed her head on the table, and her mouth was still sighing, causing several waiters next to her to whisper.

At this moment, Meng Yao's mind was full of Xie Xiaojia's murder, and her heart was so stuffy that she felt like she was wrapped in something, and she was so uncomfortable that she was about to lose her breath.

"Even if I wanted to help, I couldn't help it!"

She rubbed her long hair irritably, "If it hadn't happened, I wouldn't have called the police, and I couldn't warn her in advance, could I have told others that I would be an unpredictable prophet?" ”

At that time, I am afraid that she will be arrested directly as a psychopath.

Meng Yao's mouth muttered: "Forget it, it's none of my business...... Anyway, this dream has nothing to do with me...... Besides, that policewoman hates ...... so much."