His wife is so sweet

Chapter 1181 Do You Believe in Rebirth
She saw that the stick was stained with blood.

At the moment the man fell down, her heart ruthlessly seized up.

But soon, he got up and staggered towards the figure in an awkward posture.

The voice gradually became clear, and hoarse and desperate cries came from her ears, faintly passing into her ears.

"Manman...Manman...you open your eyes and look at me.

...I will marry you soon.Please, wake up..."

That humble and desperate cry made Ling Qi's heart constrict uncontrollably.

Her heart hurts and she can't wait to dig it out.

I wanted to hug that man, to make him feel less uncomfortable.

But all she can do is cry with him...

"Qiqi, Qiqi..."

The distant voice seemed to come from the sky, Ling Qi watched the scene in the snow dissipate like foam in an instant.

And her consciousness was pulled back.

Opening his eyes, he met a pair of familiar eyes and looked at her with concern.

In those eyes, there was no sadness, no despair, not even a trace of crying.

"Is it a dream?"

The man's voice was gentle, and his slender palms fell on her cheeks, wiping away the moisture from her temples with his fingertips.

Feeling the temperature from his palm, Ling Qi rubbed subconsciously with some attachment.

Kitten-like, delicate and soft movements, like instinct.

Zhan Qianyan's hands paused, smiles appeared in his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up charmingly.

"Headache."

Her voice was soft and sweet, like a spoiled child.

Hearing this, Zhan Qianyan's smile disappeared from his eyes, and he frowned worriedly.

The hand that wiped her tears moved to the temples on both sides and gently rubbed, and asked with concern, "Why does it still hurt? Is it serious?"

Ling Qi shook his head.

Knowing that she should not let herself rely on him like this, but thinking of the dream just now, she could still feel a faint pain in her heart.

Also, his hands are really comfortable.

The hands that fell on her temples seemed to have magical powers, dispelling the last trace of headache for her, and she was so comfortable that she just wanted to sleep again.

"Did you have a dream just now?"

After rubbing her for a while, Zhan Qianyan asked softly when he saw that her brows were relaxed as if she was about to fall asleep again.

Ling Qi woke up suddenly, staring at him blankly.

It took a long time before he pursed his lips and asked, "Have you ever liked anyone else besides Yan Manman?"

Zhan Qian remained silent, staring at her deeply.

Ling Qi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the roots of his ears felt hot, but his face turned pale.

"Before Manman, there was no one else."

Zhan Qianyan's deep voice sounded in the room.

Ling Qi stared at him with wide eyes, and then said after a while, "Can you tell me something about you and Yan Manman?"

Zhan Qianyan withdrew his hand and stared at her for a while, with no emotion in his deep eyes.

Ling Qi looked at him quietly.

she wants to know.

After a long time, Zhan Qianyan twitched the corner of his mouth, leaned back against the head of the bed, and said in a low voice, "Do you believe in rebirth?"

"Rebirth?"

Ling Qi looked at him in confusion.

Yan Manman can read minds, which is already incredible.

Why is there still rebirth now?

"Well, rebirth."

Zhan Qianyan chuckled and closed his eyes.

"Manman was born again. In her previous life, she was beaten to death..."

Zhan Qianyan's voice spread out in the room, and the expression on his face was a little stiff.

His voice overlapped with that of the desperately begging man in the dream, revealing a trace of emptiness and bone-deep pain.

Ling Qi's heart tightened again.

In the dream, the blood-covered body and the bloody wooden stick that tripped him became clear at this moment...

(End of this chapter)