Chapter 1770

Late at night.

Los Angeles is the city of angels during the day and the city of sin at night, especially in the downtown area, which is very chaotic. At the beginning of the night, she was sleepy and heard two gunshots, which made her scared. She was not sensitive to gunshots, but she had a nightmare. Her nerves were tight and she almost cried out. She had another dream, dreaming of Ye Tingyun, the younger ye Tingyun.

Whose dream is that?

Why, she dreamed of Ye Tingyun and small round face.

At that time, ye Tingyun was wearing a simple white shirt, jeans, white sneakers, carrying a black backpack and holding an SLR camera. He inadvertently walked into the small castle, and his round face inadvertently threw half a pear at his feet. He was holding up the camera and took a picture of the moment she turned her head. He looked down at the camera and smiled at her small round face.

"I took a picture of you. Do you want it?" He asked.

Little round face didn't recognize her birth, and ran over happily. Little goose egg face didn't pull. They were still standing in penalty. Little goose egg face didn't dare to move. Little round face ran over, stretched his neck and wanted to see the photo. Ye Tingyun bent down slightly to show the photo he took casually.

The moment the little girl looked back, her eyes were particularly vivid, bright, surprised, clear, and the background was blurred. Only she was slim, like an elf in the garden.

"I'm so beautiful." The small round face shook her pigtail smellily, enjoying herself happily, like a small peacock with a screen open, and ye Tingyun couldn't help laughing.

He was a lost teenager who didn't stay in the small castle for a long time. After meeting him, he said goodbye politely and left in a hurry. When he saw him again, he was still in a white shirt, jeans, backpack, positive Caifeng. His small round face came out to play alone. He was very happy to see him, and came together to find him to play. Ye Tingyun photography was in need of material, and he was deeply impressed with her, so he took her as a model.

Coming and going, she gradually became familiar with it. Most of the time, the small round face is ancient and strange, very free of herself, and occasionally a lady of a large family. She has good manners and upbringing. As long as she touches her hair, she can show her lady demeanor 360 degrees.

These warm pictures, act by act, appeared in the dream, but the end of the dream turned into a nightmare. She ran happily to yetingyun, but was stopped by a tall man in black halfway, and the handkerchief stained with ecstasy covered her mouth and nose.

The dream turned into a nightmare.

"Ah Chu, what's the matter with you?" Bruce looked at her anxiously, held her shoulder, shook his head at the beginning of the night, and suddenly pushed Bruce away in a cold sweat. "Do you still have a picture of me when I was eight?"

In a word, Bruce was confused. He took out his wallet and collected a very old photo. At the beginning of the night, Bruce and her adoptive father.

She stood in the middle, smiling smartly, with all her hair pulled up and tied a ponytail. At the beginning of the night, she rubbed the photo. Yes, this is her. She is not the little girl.

But why, always dream of her?

At the beginning of the night, he couldn't understand. He was cold all over. Bruce hugged her painfully, "don't be afraid, I'm here, I'll pour you a glass of water."

Bruce went to pour water at the beginning of the night. There was gunfire not far away. Bruce frowned. It was too unsafe here at night. When he returned with a water cup, he was in a cold sweat.

It disappeared at the beginning of the night.

The gate is open.