Chapter 1038 A Dream
Qianqiao had a dream, she dreamed of a very delicate looking little boy, he was definitely the best looking kid she had ever seen, even better than those child stars on TV.

It's just that the little boy never smiled, which made Qianqiao feel very regretful. She felt that the little boy must look better when he smiles than now.

The little boy in the dream is not very old, but he looks like an old pedant. Others at his age are still playing with mud, but he has already started to read foreign language books.

This dream is very strange, she can't participate in it, she can only be a bystander, watching the little boy grow up slowly.

Although the little boy has a good life, he is not happy.

His father was very strict. Even though he was still a child under ten years old, he asked him to learn things that were very obscure to her, an adult.

But it's not like the little boy didn't relax, at least in his grandfather's eyes, his eyes would burst out with a different kind of brilliance, but even so, he never smiled once.

It wasn't until the little boy was 12 years old that she finally saw his smile, but this smile only made her feel a throbbing pain in her heart.

Seeing the little boy being held hostage by the crazy woman, and seeing the sharp knife slashing across his immature and fair neck, Qianqiao rushed forward when she knew that she could not control everything.

Obviously, she did nothing to help, and the little boy was hurt anyway.

She thought he would cry, but he didn't. Not only did he not cry, but he even showed a very complicated smile.

There were too many emotions mixed in the little boy's smile, Qianqiao could barely read bitterness and regret from it.

But only these two are enough for her to feel distressed.

She really wanted to hug the little boy and tell him, don't laugh if you don't want to laugh, but it's a pity that before she could implement it, the dream ended with the little boy's coma.

When Qianqiao woke up, she still felt stuffy in her heart. She didn't understand why she had such a dream, so she reached out and touched her cheek, and sure enough, there were wet spots on it.

Looking at the room where she was alone, Qianqiao frowned suspiciously. She remembered that she was too tired last night, so she leaned against the head of the bed and squinted for a while.

But who can tell her why she is lying on the bed so well at this moment?
Also, what about Leng Yan?

Looking around again, Qian Qiao was sure that Leng Yan was not in the room, but he still said he was not feeling well last night, could it be...

As if thinking of something, Qian Qiao got up quickly, threw herself a cleanser, and then teleported directly to Leng Yan's room.

"Cold face!"

"Why don't you sleep for a while?"

Leng Yan had just finished checking Ling's physical condition at this time, when she saw Qian Qiao hurried over, she spoke with disapproval on her face.

He thought that Qianqiao's complexion was not right before, so he checked her with spiritual power, only to find that her lungs had been shattered long ago, and she hadn't healed herself from the time she was injured until he found out.

Leng Yan was very annoyed at Qianqiao's behavior of not caring about her. If he didn't think that she needed to rest now, he would have woken her up long ago.

God knows how much effort it took him to suppress the rising anger, which is why he is here now instead of staying by Qianqiao's side.

He was afraid that he would shake her awake uncontrollably, and then educate her for hours.

"You're still talking about me, didn't you take a rest too?"

Qian Qiao also replied with disapproval on his face.

(End of this chapter)

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