Chapter 1095

Fifth Nian is aware of Han Mei's motivation. It's too late to pull away from this dream.

Under the distortion of the whole dream, she didn't know where to roll her. She seemed to go back to the time when she first entered the National Palace. She patiently taught her magic, listened to all kinds of complicated incantations she recited, and finally showed her helplessness. The most comfortable day she lived was at that time.

She can also feel that that time is also the happiest time for Han Mei.

Most of the time, she can't understand what Han Mei does. Every step she takes is forcing her to make a decision.

And she didn't want to do it, but in the end she always hurt her.

Fifth Nian laughs bitterly. He thought he was proficient in dream making, but he forgets that he got the secret book of dream making from Han Mei. She must have learned better than her. Guan Gong played a big knife in front of him.

Han Mei's voice seemed to be in his ears, like a whisper, like a low cry of resentment, "Niannian, you are my only warmth in the world, life is so long, why can't you like me a little?"

Her cold eyes are stained with a touch of heartache. For Han Mei, she is guilty. Even if she can't be a friend in the future, she hopes she can be well.

At least this world has her shelter, at least a touch of warmth belongs to her.

Just a moment of panic, the fifth thought became a paste, even the most basic thinking ability.

The whole body's meridians seem to have been washed by something, and even the memory is degenerating. Min Yuchen, mom, Dad, aunt, xiaojue are shaking in his mind

She can't seem to remember her name. Wait, who is she?

"Niannian, you know, after I became Shan Xiaoting, I would think from time to time, if only we could live like this for a lifetime?"

Her head aches so much that she feels sick.

Han Mei's small hand stroked her black hair, "read and sleep. The world is too dangerous. When you wake up, everything will be OK. Forget those who are not worth remembering!"

The fifth read frown, in my mind across the two girls' looks, one bright and moving, one gentle and graceful.

It seems that they didn't, and even forgot a few people in the family.

Memory is like quicksand, passing quickly from her mind. She can only grasp one name quickly.

Min Yuchen!

Han Mei's eyes flashed a trace of fierce, and then the emperor Jun quickly out of her memory, the best clean.

No, she has no lover, her memory is only that day, the afternoon sun is very bright.

I only remember sitting at my desk, far away came a girl with white skin, bright eyes and white teeth. She was very quiet when she laughed, and her eyes would become crescent shaped.

She casually turned the ball point pen in her hand and asked indifferently, "your name."

"Boss, my name is Shan Xiaoting."

"Eight characters for birthday."

Sure enough, she just as in memory, do everything with fate, see mood.

The eight characters matching her birthday in the newspaper, I saw that she pinched her fingers, and her eyes showed satisfaction, "this eight characters is very good."

For a moment, she forgot the gratitude and resentment between the two people and asked, "I've lived so long, and I don't know my character is so good?"

"Sure, match me."

"Do you see the eight characters of birthday in recruiting employees now?"

"I don't know if other people look at it, but I do!" Fifth read a table, "you are hired, little girl, after a good work, I look forward to you."

"OK, boss, I will live up to your expectations."

Min Yuchen's finger crumples the eyebrow of the fifth idea, and presses the sudden panic in his heart.

He waved his arm and wanted to cast a spell. His hand was in the air, and he suddenly realized that he was an ordinary man. Here he didn't even have a spell.

Looking around, he began to search for something in the cupboard, only to find that there was nothing available, but there was a beautiful box in the drawer. As he thought, it was a sharp gold hairpin.

There was a trace of reluctance in his eyes. Nevertheless, he still held up the little hand of the fifth thought and stabbed it into the fingers of the fifth thought with the tip of a golden fork.

She's pinching her fingers back and forth.

Min Yuchen called, "Niannian, Niannian, wake up."

The fifth Nian is wringing her eyebrows and wants to open her eyes several times. Min Yuchen grabs the fingers of the fifth Nian again and stabs them hard to stimulate her pain nerves with pain.

For fear that he would not be able to wake up the fifth thought, he tried a little harder until her fingers were bleeding.

"Fifth, if you don't open your eyes again, you will be punished for running for nothing in the future, and you won't make money in your life."

Min Yuchen's forehead crossed a cold sweat, holding the hand of the first mindless are shaking, for fear that she will not wake up.No one can know that she is the only sunshine in his life when he has been trapped in the cold sea for thousands of years. Even if the ancient chain has passed through the clavicle for thousands of years, he doesn't care, as long as they have the chance to meet again.

Therefore, he has been suffering for so many years before he came to muyinong to offer his soul. Now he has been reunited for only a few years. Whoever dares to destroy his hard won happiness will be defeated.

Min Yuchen fell into some kind of madness, his eyes were red, full of blood, and his eyes flashed a strong murderous air.

He can live up to now, just for a woman called fifth Nian.

Pick up the scissors, cut his short hair a few times, conveniently cut off a wisp of fifth Nian's hair, find a piece of red cloth wrapped together, black ballpoint pen marked with his and fifth Nian's birthday eight characters.

Spread out the palm of her hand, his big hand wrapped the small hand of the fifth thought, her palm tightly holding the piece of red cloth with two people's hair.

"You and I are husband and wife. May I be in my dream!" He closed his eyes slowly. His curly eyelashes seemed to be wet. His hands holding the fifth thought were shaking all the time.

He felt that his heart was about to jump out. No one knew his inner fear. There was a trace of sadness on his pale face. He leaned to the ear of the fifth thought, and his thin lip was bitten.

The lips moved and blood filled the mouth. "Fifth Nian, you are my daughter-in-law of Min Yuchen. You are not allowed to go anywhere, otherwise I'll let other women spend your savings and hit your minbao. " He had no magic power, and was helpless. He only wanted the fifth thought in the dream to hear his call.

"Fifth Nian, you are min Yuchen's daughter-in-law. You are not allowed to go anywhere, otherwise I'll let other women spend your savings and hit your minbao. " The voice is full of despair and vulnerability. Min Yuchen, Yimo and min Bao's face hit her weak nerves again and again.

She woke up with a start. The pain in her fingers paralyzed her.

Min Yuchen stretched out a shaking hand and stroked her thin face. A huge surprise flashed through her eyes.

"Niannian, are you back?"

Fifth Nian looked at the man close at hand. He was born with a stunning appearance. His clear eyes were full of fear, and his thin lips were still covered with bright red blood. However, he took advantage of his beautiful face to become whiter.

His hands are too cold, causing the fifth thought to retreat subconsciously.

Min Yuchen took a deep breath and blinked his eyes. He just digested the tears in his eyes.

"Niannian, come here and let me hold you."

The fifth thought almost subconsciously stretched out two arms. Min Yuchen pulled her into his arms and felt the tenderness in his arms. The two hearts jumped out of the same rhythm. Min Yuchen was completely relieved.

Even the big stone hanging in my heart fell to the ground safely.

Fifth read a face Zheng ran, smell familiar breath, there is a moment of trance, she seems to remember a lot of things?

Like the man she's holding now.

Clearly do not know, he said hugs such words, she will be unconditional compromise, even let him hold so vigorously.

It seems a little out of line with my own style.

"That..."

"Another hug." It's rare for him to learn to play tricks. He's afraid that if he doesn't hold her and feel her existence, he will think wildly.

"Yes, but can you tell me who you are?"