Chapter 1752

The neon lights outside the window reflected a mottled halo in all directions. At the beginning of the night, her cheeks were pressed out of light red because of sleeping, like slightly ripe small apples. Her eyelashes were dense and long, and she was always awakened in the middle of the night. In her dream, was he a nightmare?

He bowed his head and asked her about her dream, but Yechu said nothing. He often wondered whether Yechu said that what she dreamed was her childhood memory. If he knew her dream, the person in the dream, or the location of the dream, as long as there was a little trace, he might be able to find out her origin, her story, her relatives, but she never wanted to say.

He suggested that Xiaoju usually communicated with Yechu to test the content of her dream. Yechu was like an underground working party, with a strict mouth and never willing to reveal a word or phrase, but the pallor and confusion when she woke up at midnight revealed her panic.

What did she dream about?

At the beginning of the night, there were still a few tears hanging on the eyelashes. In order to raise his head, he revealed a bit of innocence and dependence. He was like a snuggling kissing fish at night, unwilling to separate.

"I want to sleep."

"OK, I'll take you to bed."

Ye Tingyun always felt that he was a gentle and upright gentleman, and the external evaluation of him was just an illusion of a group of stupid humans. But since the beginning of the night, he occasionally felt that he might have some misunderstanding about duanfang Wenrun, and perhaps the external evaluation of him was the most pertinent. He had always refused to recognize the dark side of his heart.

At that time, Emma said, brother, you are a good man, so gentle. For the first time, someone treated her so gently, he subconsciously lived like she wanted, hid the dark side of the night man, restrained and forbeared, and lived like she wanted.

He always hopes to meet again one day in the future. He will say to Emma, Emma, I am still your favorite brother. Although there are some changes in my appearance, the appearance you like is the same as before.

He never thought that he could not meet Emma again in this life, nor did he think that he would empathize and fall in love with another woman, nor did he think whether Emma had long been attached to him and forgotten him, or that Emma was just a big brother to him without love between men and women, and he never thought about the second ending between him and Emma.

In the dark, ye Tingyun's eyes were bright and heavy, and he gently looked at the beginning of the night. The devil in the dark came up like a vine. More than 80% of the people in Miss building didn't like the beginning of the night. They echoed others and never really understood Yechu. They were biased against Yechu only by someone's comments.

But how many prejudices, there will be how many preferences.

At the beginning of the night, he got all his preferences.

She turned over and stretched her arms across his chest, as domineering as her people. She knows nothing about the danger and feelings of the person lying on his side. She is like a vine with strong vitality, which constantly grows and takes root in his heart. Even if it stabs him black and blue, he tightly circles this vine close at hand.

"Brother..." at the beginning of the night, half asleep and half awake, ye Tingyun was shocked in his heart. Did he really dream of her? Is it really a nightmare in her dream? He laughed at himself, and the darkness that swarmed up faded like a tide.

Look, he is such a hypocritical person. After years of restraint and forbearance, even if his heart is deserted, no matter how the war is in chaos, he also wants to give her a calm sky.