Such a familiar and almost unfamiliar face really startled me, and at this time I just reflexively put my hands to my mouth, but I still couldn't help but scream loudly: "Ah!! ”

A series of questions flashed through my head: How could it be him? Why is he here? Why would I see him again? Why......

All the questions I couldn't figure out were tangled into a ball without threads, and they kept winding around in my mind.

What to do? It was as if I had lost the ability to think, my mind was blank except for his appearance, and I couldn't think of anything. But subconsciously, I still chose to escape, I wanted to turn around and run away immediately, but unfortunately I only took a step, and there was a sharp pain all over my body, and my hands pressed under my body, so hard! Is it a dream? I struggled to open my eyes, fainted, and rolled out of bed to the floor.

Reaching out and pinching my temples, there was a real touch, and in order to make sure that I was awake and no longer in a dreaming state, I shook my head and pinched my thigh hard, it hurt, it really fucking hurt!

"It hurts, then it's not a dream." I muttered to myself, and then, with my legs lifted, without even the strength to stand up, began to crawl from the ground to the bed on my hands and feet.

When I lay back in the bed, the scene in the dream was still lingering in my mind, why did I dream of him? Since returning to China, I have been very unlucky to meet him twice, but he has appeared no less than three times in my dreams, and if I had known that the person sitting on the rattan chair was him, I would not have looked at it, and just turned around and left.

Thinking about it, I don't know where I heard a burst of music, "A subtle thoughtfulness, I know it's Valentine's Day......" It seemed to be the ringtone of my mobile phone.

Early in the morning, who is this? Luckily, I haven't fallen asleep yet, otherwise I'd be going crazy again. ――#

I hugged the quilt tightly, curled up in a ball or didn't want to move, and finally directly impatiently pulled up the quilt to cover my head, trying to ignore this annoying sound, but my hands were exposed, and I kept groping for the phone, thinking, if I touch the phone now, I don't care who you are, just pull out the battery and not answer your call.

After touching it for several minutes, I didn't touch the phone, Liang Jingru's singing kept coming back and repeating, I lifted the quilt to listen to where the sound came from, and finally found it on the ground at the end of the bed.

I lay down on the bed, reached out and picked it up, didn't even look at who it was, and warned viciously, "Who are you?" It's better to have a hundred thousand urgent things to come to me, or you're dead!! "Anyway, there aren't many people who know my number, and it's just my brother and Qing who count them.

"I'm your dad!" The other party's tone is also very bad.

"Damn, my dad is in the United States, I'm going to make an international call!" After saying that, hang up the phone directly.

After a while, the phone rang again, "What's going on......" I asked impatiently, closing my eyes.