This chapter is also very fast

In that vivid and rich daydream, such as the money in the moon station, it became a detail that Lin Sanjiu remembered very clearly; She was particularly impressed by the soft plastic material, which showed the clear color of the intersection of blue sky and sea.

——But it should never appear here.

As soon as Lin Sanjiu's eyes fell on the blue bills, a low "ah" slipped out of her throat - the next second, she immediately regretted it.

As if something had been excited, the air flow on the table seemed to change suddenly. Although she immediately lowered her eyelids, several eyes from around her still adhered to her immediately as if they were substantial, and finally moved away after a while; Lin Sanjiu quickly adjusted his expression and raised his head again. At this time, the bill in Dr. Chen's hand had turned into the pink she was familiar with, with the head of a leader printed on it.

As she remembered.

Is it a mistake?

"What's the matter?" Holding a few bills, Dr. Chen glanced at her in surprise and handed the money out.

The faint background music in the restaurant is still playing sweetly.

"No, nothing," Lin Sanjiu tried his best to smile gently at him, feeling a cold sweat sliding down his back.

Her remaining light has tightly caught the strange thing on the table, but her muscles are tight at the moment, and she can't wait for her hair to stick to her body motionless - "I just accidentally touched my feet, it's okay."

She just hopes her voice doesn't vibrate too much.

... for the meal just now, Zhu Mei ordered a lamb chop. Accompanied by the lamb chops, there was also a pot of black pepper juice with hot steam. The sauce of this restaurant was put in a small silver pot for guests to use. After Zhu Mei used up the black pepper juice, she conveniently placed the small silver pot in front of her plate.

At this moment, from the curved surface of the silver pot, there is a distorted reflection of Zhumei.

She sat beside Lin Sanjiu, facing the direction of Doctor Chen; Although he didn't turn his head, a pair of eyes were staring at Lin Sanjiu motionlessly -- the black eyes were completely pushed into the corners of his eyes, almost invisible, and there was only white in his eyes.

A pair of snow-white eyes stared at Lin Sanjiu motionless on the silver pot - can normal people do this? Also, why does Dr. Chen seem to be unaware of anything strange?

Leaning on half of Zhumei's body, it seemed to be leaning on a needle felt.

"Well, we should go, too." Lin Sanjiu deliberately said with a smile, and then suddenly his heart moved, turned to Zhu Mei's side face and said: "... Do you think it's strange, I just thought the money he took was blue."

Almost at the moment of her voice, Zhumei's black eyes flashed back to the center.

"Blue? The reason for the light, you see wrong." The white, tender, slightly round face turned around and smiled. It was still the familiar appearance before: "... By the way, do you want to go to my house to sleep at night?"

Lin Sanjiu swallowed the word "no" that was about to blurt out, hesitated deliberately for a few seconds, and then waved his hand and said with a smile, "I'll talk with you forever. I'm not energetic at work the next day, so I won't go!"

Zhu Mei glanced at her, smiled slowly, and said nothing more.

When she walked out of the restaurant, the air-conditioning wind at the door blew on the back neck of Lin Sanjiu, which made her shiver all over after a white sweat. Although Dr. Chen enthusiastically wanted to send the two of them home, the calm appearance that Lin Sanjiu tried to maintain could not last long. After saying goodbye hurriedly on the pretext that she was tired, she also jumped into a taxi as if she had escaped - she took a few breaths slightly, and then she felt a little better.

"Where to?"

After waiting for a few seconds, the dark shadow on the driver's seat asked.

When a word "Xing" rushed to the tip of his tongue, Lin Sanjiu suddenly stunned.

Where to -?

Aren't you going home?

She almost said "happy Xili", which is the most expensive and luxurious real estate in the downtown area of the city; In her dream, Lin Sanjiu moved to this community because of a person named Ren Nan.

Of course, she can't afford to live in such an advanced place. It seems that the dream is really too realistic. Lin San Jiu stroked his forehead, but then fell into a daze.

... so, where is my home again?

Waves of migraines hit her right skull like a hammer. Lin Sanjiu endured the pain of nerve laceration and desperately wanted to recall his address.

What's wrong

"Miss, what's the matter with you? Where are you going?" Probably there was no sound in the back seat for a long time, and the driver asked again.

"Wait, wait..." Lin San Jiu rubbed his right temple, and even his nose became heavy because of a headache. "Let me see..."

The carriage was quiet for a second.

Suddenly, the driver's voice became very soft. He turned his face slightly, lowered his voice, and asked softly as if he were being coaxed: "... Are you going home?"

This gentle question somehow hit Lin Sanjiu's spine like lightning, and in a moment, all the hairs on her body stood up - a drum by drum headache was still very bright, but Lin Sanjiu ignored it at this time. She swallowed a mouthful of water, stared at the driver's profile, and touched the door handle with her fingers.

The door is locked and cannot be opened.

Intuition from nowhere was warning her over and over in her mind not to give a positive answer.

However, the warning seems to have come a little late.

"... did you forget your home address?" The driver's voice became softer and softer. After listening to it like a muscle relaxant, he couldn't help but want to give a long sigh and sink into the sofa.

"But how can a person not remember his home address?"

The driver asked himself and answered.

In the intense headache, tension and confusion, suddenly, a sense of peace of mind and trust slowly mixed in - knowing that this feeling was untrustworthy, Lin Sanjiu still couldn't help but slightly closed his eyes, relaxed his shoulders, and slipped his fingers from the door.

In the quiet carriage, only the driver's voice drifted away like smoke and filled the air, making people more relaxed. "There must be something wrong in this, don't you think, miss?"

As the driver slowly turned his head, Lin Sanjiu almost looked up feebly.

Under the cap of duck tongue and in the middle of the collar of eggplant yellow jacket, there is a dark nothingness - nothing, no face, no neck. Lin Sanjiu watched helplessly as a cuff slowly lifted up and stretched out towards her.

A sharp pain suddenly pierced her brain, and an angry voice suddenly screamed, "move quickly!"