Wang Wang's face-slapping routine

Chapter 428 Don't be afraid, I'm here

"Senior Jiulan..." Jiulan's first words, who looked extremely fragile at the moment, made the black lord Youji feel very distressed.

He wanted to go over to see if he could help comfort her, but was stopped by the black master Hui Yan: "You Ji, leave this to Ling, we go down first."

With the current situation, Yuuki is not suitable to stay.

"But..." The black lord Yuki hesitated a bit.

Still wanting to say something, the black lord Hui Yan directly pulled him away.

The door of the room was closed, leaving only Jiulan Chuyan and Zhui Shengling behind.

I don't know how long it has passed, Jiulan Chuyan finally calmed down a little bit, and her body no longer trembled.

With her arms lowered, she withdrew from Zhuo Shengling's embrace, and raised her head: "Sorry, I made you worry."

Zhui Shengling didn't pay attention to these words, and touched her forehead, the worry on her face still hasn't faded: "Do you feel better?"

This appearance of Jiulan Chuyan is very similar to the black lord You Ji who has been haunted by nightmares recently.

And the black lord Yuki's fear is more related to the lost memory before.

Could it be, she also...

Jiulan pursed her lips at first words, and wrinkled her eyebrows tightly, indicating that her condition is not good at all at the moment.

But in order not to make Zhui Shengling worry, she reluctantly twitched the corners of her mouth: "It's all right."

The uneasiness in my heart expanded bit by bit, as if I knew what kind of storm I would face next.

How could Zhui Shengling fail to see that she was trying to be brave, reached out to wrap her in his arms again, and patted her on the back with his big hand: "Can you tell me, what did you dream about?"

As soon as this question came out, he clearly felt the girl in his arms stiffen.

She didn't wait for an answer, and was about to say that if she didn't want to say it, then she wouldn't mention it, but the girl suddenly spoke.

Jiulan Chuyan leaned her head on Zhui Shengling's shoulder, her dull voice filled with pain: "I dreamed... the picture of my mother before she died."

This is the first time that Zhui Shengling heard Jiulan Chuyan mentioning her mother, and he couldn't help being stunned.

After realizing it, she didn't ask any more questions, and hugged her even tighter: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

It's a pity that Jiulan Chuyan's mood didn't improve much.

I don't know how long it has passed, she left Zhui Shengling's embrace: "I want to sleep for a while, you go and do your work."

It was obviously at the time when she was most vulnerable and needed people the most, but Jiulan Chuyan had no intention of relying on Cone Shengling at all.

Even without knowing why, there was an inexplicable apology that made him worry about it.

In the daytime, maybe she would think carefully about why she was like this.

But now, she doesn't care about it at all.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhuo Shengling to react, he took the initiative to lie back on the bed, pulled the quilt and closed his eyes.

However, when he closed his eyes, another scene appeared in front of him.

A woman wearing a hospital gown whose face cannot be seen clearly jumped from the top of a five or six-story building.

The hand holding the quilt was suddenly clenched tightly.

She opened her eyes again, in addition to the suppressed pain, there was a trace of bewilderment in her glazed eyes.

Who is this?
Zhui Shengling was worried that Jiulan Chuyan was staying alone, and she was still sitting by the bed and did not leave.

I wanted to watch quietly until she really fell asleep before going down.

Unexpectedly, she opened her eyes again.

"What's the matter?" He leaned over and stroked her face with his fingertips, "If you can't sleep, don't force it."

He could tell that Jiulan Chuyan was trying to be brave.

Jiulan Chuyan didn't say a word, carefully searching for the memory of this woman in her mind.

But unfortunately, it was blank.

(End of this chapter)