She choked, sobbed, cried, almost out of breath. Even she didn't know how long she had been crying until a figure opened the bathroom door and hugged her in her arms. "Don't cry, Miss Tong, don't cry!"

"Wuwuwu... Sorry... Chengcheng... Sorry..." at the moment, she seemed to be still immersed in that dream. The complex mood of fear, contradiction and helplessness seemed to be vented only by crying.

He looked down at the weeping man in his arms, picked her up and walked back to the bed. Her tears hurt him and overwhelmed him.

Even if she can not mention the Kong family in front of him, it does not mean that this matter can end for her. She said she will try to forget it, but how long will it take her to forget it?

She said that she would marry him and accompany him all the time. Isn't that what he wants most? But looking at her suffering, his heart was so agitated.

He clearly knew what she was crying for and what her mood was collapsing for, but he... The scenes of his childhood flashed in his mind, as well as the scenes of his mother's death and his father's death... These scenes were all pain in his heart.

"Don't cry!" he shouted low. He didn't want to hear her cry or see her tears. It would only make him more painful.

"Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu.

The next moment, his lips suddenly kissed her lips and stopped her crying, "don't cry again, please, don't cry again..."

He kissed her kisses, kissed her tears, and wished she would never cry again.

Her tears seemed to drive him crazy.

Until she was tired of crying and fell asleep, he looked at her sleeping face with a complex face. Gently wiped away the tears on her face, and his fingers stroked her eyebrows and eyes, "what should I do with you? Will you not be happy in your life if I don't let Kong Lingan go?"

However, if you let Kong Lingan go, what should you do about those hatred?

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When Qin Sitong woke up the next day, he only felt his eyes badly swollen. She only remembered that after she entered the bathroom yesterday, she seemed to be crying all the time. Later, she was carried back to bed by Jun Jisheng, but she couldn't stop crying at all. Then it seemed that she was kissed in her impression... Later, her memory was broken.

At this moment, Jun Jisheng was no longer in the room. Qin Sitong washed, went downstairs and saw Jun Jisheng in the restaurant.

"Come on, have some breakfast," he said.

"Well," she sat down at the table, and the servant brought her breakfast.

"Sorry about last night," she said.

"Nothing, you just had a nightmare." he said faintly.

Yes, nightmare, but even if she woke up today, the nightmare was still clearly engraved in her mind, making her afraid of whether the nightmare would become true.