Chapter 2258

"You've been sitting here for a long time!" Shi Shaoqin frowned slightly and said.

Shi Mochen looked at Shi Shaoqin, "you've been busy for a long time!"

Shi Shaoqin chuckled, "let's go to dinner?"

"I haven't drunk the juice yet..." Shi Mochen said and picked up the juice to drink.

Shi Shaoqin frowned slightly, "can you still eat after such a cup?"

"You can eat less..." Shi Mochen said and wanted to drink.

"Star..." Shi Shaoqin was helpless. It was a feeling that he knew what graphite morning was going to do, and he could only get into the set. "I drink, you keep your stomach for dinner!"

Shi Mochen immediately put down the cup and handed it to Shi Shaoqin. His clear eyes showed a trace of cunning.

When the smell from the cup filled his nose with some unbearable smell, Shi Shao found that he had never touched or had the opportunity to appear in front of him in his life, because star not only appeared, but also tasted it.

The strange smell stimulated the taste buds to slide into the throat and filled the breath in his mouth. Shi Shaoqin thought he might have no appetite later.

But because he wants to eat with star, he has no appetite. He also wants to eat calmly

Otherwise, star can't get through this anger in his heart.

At the door steps, one big and one small, very harmonious.

Shi juechi, who had just gone to the restaurant, heard that when graphite morning asked for a cup of mixed juice, the corners of her mouth immediately dyed a warm smile.

"They don't know how many times they've played such a game, but they're still enjoying it." Shi juechi sat down on the chair.

The restaurant housekeeper smiled and put a glass of water in his hand. "Although he drank it many times, Qin Shao is still not used to the taste."

"It's a problem to get used to it." Shi Juxi shook his head. "Star is mixed with different flavors every time. It's hard to get used to it..."

As soon as these words came out, the servants serving in the restaurant smiled at the corners of their mouths one by one. The dignified feeling that graphite morning was punished seemed to disappear gradually

……

Los Angeles.

The night was dark. At midnight, the wind suddenly blew, and the air seemed to be filled with moisture

The leaves were rustled by the stronger and stronger wind. Under the night light, the shadow whirled on the lawn, showing an unspeakable sense of desolation.

Ye Ziyu gradually grasped the quilt and tightened it more and more, as if something dragged her to a place that she resisted.

"Dad... I want to have a few words with..., ok..."

"I'm afraid I won't have a chance if I don't say... Dad, please..."

Ye Ziyu's eyebrows and hearts were tightly frozen together. In front of her eyes, she was scarlet, just like being stained with blood.

She wanted to see who was talking, so sad and powerless?

She also wanted to see who the girl's father was and why she didn't agree to the girl's request... But she couldn't see anything because of the blood red in front of her eyes.

Who does the girl want to talk to?

I didn't catch the man's name just now

"This is a map... You can walk from here as fast as you can... Don't worry about me, Dad won't care about me... Go quickly!"

"There's no time. Go, I beg you... Go!"

"I don't regret falling in love with him, but I don't know what to do for you..."

The sobbing voice brought the girl's desperate sadness. The voice, like a small needle every word, pierced into Ye Ziyu's heart. The pain made her hand holding the quilt tighter and tighter.

Ye Ziyu breathed more and more heavily, and her closed eyes trembled with eyelashes because of fear and resistance to the things in the dream.

"Who are you? Who are you?"

Ye Ziyu's whispering voice spilled over his lips, and he was unable to resist with fear

"I don't want to listen, don't listen... Who are you... Go away, I don't want to listen!"

"Where am I? Let me out, let me out..."

Ye Ziyu began to shake his head, trying to get rid of all the sounds in his dream.

However, the repeated words seemed to be cast a spell, and she couldn't get rid of them.

"Xiye..."

There was a voice in my ear, with grave concern.

Ye Ziyu still tried to shake her head. She wanted to escape the girl's sadness and the voice that drove her into despair. However, no matter what she did, she couldn't escape

"Xiye, wake up!" Ling Yiyan gently pushed Ye Ziyu, with a heavy look on his cold face, "Ling Xiye!"

"Ah!"

Just when Ling Yiyan shouted his name in anger in a low voice, ye Ziyu screamed, "brush" and suddenly opened his eyes

She gasped and looked at the roof, her eyes lax without any focus.

"Xiye?" Ling Yiyan twisted his eyebrows and looked at Ye Ziyu, who had a nightmare. With a frown, he took the water cup on the bedside table, held up Ye Ziyu and said, "drink some water and press it."

Ye Ziyu didn't respond, but looked at Ling Yiyan dully.

"Come on, drink water..." Ling Yiyan put the water cup to Ye Ziyu's lips, and his voice was soft and seduced.

Ye Ziyu skillfully drank two mouthfuls, slightly pushed open the cup, and swallowed hard... Just a little slower.

"Have a nightmare?" Ling Yiyan asked knowingly.

Ye Ziyu closed his eyes and swallowed again. When he opened it, he nodded.

"I heard that I can't sleep well in the early stage of pregnancy. It seems to be true." Ling Yiyan slightly twisted his eyebrows and said.

Ye Ziyu took the cup and drank some water before he fully woke up. "When did brother come back?"

"Just now," said Ling Yiyan, "I came back to get something. When I passed your room, I heard something inside."

Ling Yiyan looked at Ye Ziyu whose forehead was full of fine and cold sweat and wondered whether she would have been held by nightmare if he hadn't come back?

"Is it too much mental pressure?" Ling Yiyan took the cup in Ye Ziyu's hand and put it on the bedside table, "or... Is it because of pregnancy that he dreams?"

"Probably because of pregnancy!" Ye Ziyu said with a tug at the corner of his mouth.

"Do you want to get up and relax? Brother, go down and get you some snacks?" Ling Yiyan inquired.

Ye Ziyu nodded.

Ling Yiyan got up, "I'll wait for you downstairs."

"Yes." Ye Ziyu answered, got out of bed, found a small cardigan, put it on and went downstairs.

The wind outside was "whirring" and fell on Ye Ziyu's heart, with a heavy uneasiness.

After waking up, the voice in the dream did not disappear, but was still very clear.

However, there is only sound and nothing

She didn't know whether those voices were real or just dreams

Just because of those sad voices, she was suffocating at this moment!

Will that be her memory? Why does she feel so real?