Quan Yisheng frowned, thinking that An Xia was too sad, and when she was sent to the hospital, everyone found out that An Xia was suffering from acute pneumonia and had a fever of nearly 41 degrees.

"You guys are really, people are burned like this before you find out? If the heat keeps rising, it will be life-threatening......"

Anxia was lying on the hospital bed, crying so much that she was already confused, the doctor's words floated from afar, she desperately opened her eyes to close and looked at the door of the ward, only to see several brothers standing at the door.

There is one less right bank.

Quan An is not here, he really doesn't want her anymore......

An Xia clutched the quilt uncomfortably, and wanted to sit up and call Quan An, but as soon as she sat up, she fell back into the hospital bed and fell asleep groggy.

She had a long, long dream.

In the dream, she went back to her childhood, in a dark and terrible dungeon, so dark and dark, she was very scared, but a small hand grabbed her.

That small hand was the warmest presence for her, making her feel safe.

Obviously in a very dim environment, she was so small, but she was slowly not afraid, and that little hand patted off the dust on her clothes for her, and patted away her fear.

She looked slowly up at the little hand, and in the faint light, she saw a particularly delicate and beautiful face.

That's the power of the shore.

The power of the young age.

"Brother, I'm afraid ......"

"Brother, the Great Demon King is going to eat us......"

"The Great Demon King is fake. It's all a lie to a kid like you. ”

"Brother, are we going to die here?"

"No, it won't."

"Brother, brother......"

"Don't be afraid. Brother protects you. ”

……

In the terrible dungeon, that little figure has been protecting her, holding her all the time, and telling her, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, brother will protect you, brother will protect you.

It should have been a nightmare.

But in such a scary dream, although she was afraid of being in it, her heart was a little stable, and that stability came from the figure that had been holding her.

Right Shore.

It's him, he's been protecting her, not bullying her.

“……”

In a trance, Anxia woke up from the dream, half-lying on the hospital bed alone, looking at the transparent tube of the infusion with dull eyes, recalling her slightly longer dream.

This dream is so real, the real one is not like a dream, but like a memory.

But in her memories, Quan An has always bullied her, and has never had any protection against her.

"Ansha. How does it feel? ”

An Ge walked in from outside the ward, holding a bottle of blooming flowers in his hand, and said with a smile, a beautiful face with concern.

An Xia sat there, staring at the infusion tube without focus, and said in a hoarse and pale voice, "I had a dream that Quan An and I fell into the dungeon, I was so scared, Quan An said not to be afraid, my brother will protect you." ”

He kept saying.

An Xia placed the vase and looked at An Xia with some surprise when she heard this, "You finally remembered?" ”

Finally...... Remember?

An Xia sat on the hospital bed in shock and looked at An Ge blankly, "Is that really not a dream?" ”

She said, how can dreams be so real?

So what's wrong with her memory, and it's wrong again? Why is every memory she has about Quan An wrong?

"Of course it's not a dream." An Ge sat down on the edge of her bed and gently took her hand, "At that time, we were on vacation at Fort Fed, and you and Quan An accidentally fell into the dungeon, you were so frightened that you had a high fever, and when you woke up, you chose to forget all about the dungeon. ”