The river called a Sheng, but Hua Sheng didn't respond.

"A Sheng, a Sheng." He shouted two more sentences in a row.

Hua Shengcai slowly raised her head, and the river found that her eyes were not the same as usual.

She looked at the river for several seconds before she was a little over her head.

"Why are you here?" Her breath is still weak as if it could be cut off at any time.

"I heard you shout, you have nightmares?"

Hua Sheng nodded

The river pulled out a paper towel to wipe the cold sweat on her forehead, and then held her in her arms.

Relying on the warm chest of the river, Hua Sheng felt that he was a man with temperature, so he relaxed a lot.

She panted faintly and leaned on his chest, very weak.

"What did you dream of? So scared? "

"I..." Hua Sheng tried to remember the dream, but he felt the pain in his head.

"No, no, we don't want that. It's all over." See Hua Sheng so painful, river flow heartache, tightly embrace her comfort.

Half an hour later, Hua Sheng gradually recovered.

She looked at the clock. It was three thirty in the morning

The river held her like this, holding her all the time

"I'm all right. Go back and have a rest." Hua Sheng said.

"No, I think so. From today on, I have to go to bed with you."

"No." Hua Sheng flatly refuses.

"Don't worry, asson, I won't touch you I just don't think you've been in good shape recently. You always have nightmares. You'll be better with me. "

Hua Sheng is silent

It's true that she's not in a good condition recently. Miraculously, every time the river is flowing, she'll feel more at ease.

Guess it's because the masculinity of men can offset the weird atmosphere of these nightmares.

"That's the decision. Don't refuse. When are you really good? I'll go back to sleep if I don't dream." The river touched her long black hair and her voice was soft.

Hua Sheng admits that she already has a good feeling for the river and will not be as defensive and exclusive as before.

So the river's tenderness and care are more and more irresistible.

The next morning, when the river flowed away, Huasheng was still sleeping.

"She didn't sleep well all night. I think she will get up later. Heat up your breakfast and wait for her to get up." Jiangliu orders gingko and Chuntao before going to work.

When Hua Sheng got up, it was nine fifty.

It was almost six o'clock before she fell asleep, and she only slept three hours.

So the whole man looked haggard.

"Do you want breakfast, miss?"

"No appetite." Hua Sheng waves his hand.

"Then I'll pour you a glass of hot milk." Gingko rushed into the kitchen.

Today, Hua Sheng is wearing a black fringe sweater, black tights and black all over.

This kind of dress is really mature and deep, but it's obviously not her usual style.

"Miss, are you going out?" See her dressed, Chuntao asked.

"Well, I'll go to the cemetery and see my grandma."

"Then I will accompany you."

Chuntao then drives Huasheng to the cemetery, where old lady Hua is buried with old master Hua.

Hua Sheng holds a bunch of chrysanthemums and gently places them in front of the tombstone.

"Grandma, are you there? Have you seen grandpa? If you know under the spring, please bless the fourth elder sister. She is married. I hope she can live longer You can stay with the people you like until you get old. " Hua Sheng whispered.

At this time, Chuntao suddenly changed her face and shouted, "Miss, there is a fire there."

Hua Sheng looks in the direction pointed by Chuntao and finds that the mountain forest nearby has not known when it has been engulfed by the fire

And that bear fire, is recklessly toward this fierce.

"It's a bad omen that there's a big fire." Hua Sheng frowned a little, but felt that something was going to happen.