Chapter 319

His face was wet, and he didn't know if it was water or tears...

"Zhan Junyu, don't die! Don't die..."

She was in a daze, and her eyes were full of fog and haze.

Before she could see the follow-up, she woke up because of the pain.

The pillow was completely wet.

She raised her hand feebly, and through her fingers, she seemed to see Zhan Junyu's face.

She thought that feelings can be freely retracted.

Before he has 100% pure affection for her, she can restrain it, but it seems that it is not that simple.

There seemed to be a bloody hole in her chest, and she didn't dare to think about the scene in the dream just now, as long as she thought about it, the feeling of suffocation came to her heart again.

She couldn't do anything, she could only hold her chest and hum softly.

Psychology has already caused physical discomfort, which is enough to show how strong the impact is.

Ye Zhixing stayed on the bed for half an hour before she recovered, her brain became able to think from the chaos.

She suddenly wondered whether the predictive dream could continue to be predicted after one scene became reality.

If one did not appear in reality, then she would be unable to have the next prophetic dream for a long time.

If so, she really hoped that this dream she had had would never, never come true.

Ye Zhixing wiped the crystal clear teardrops from the corners of her eyes and put on her slippers. She usually belongs to the stepping-point party. Most of the time, when she enters the door with the ringing of the class bell, the teacher can't help her. But today, because she was awakened by the dream, she Woke up so early.

Most of the time, when she went downstairs to have breakfast, only Aunt Fang was there, and Zhan Junyu had already left.

Because he is very, very busy.

Now, when she was coming down the stairs, she was bumping into those deep sea-like pupils, and when they met unexpectedly, Ye Zhixing's heart skipped a beat.

I deliberately don't think about the scene in my dream, but when I meet his evil and handsome face, I can't help it...

Zhan Junyu frowned without a trace.

Because Zhan Junyu and Ye Zhixing seldom have breakfast together, if they do, Zhan Junyu will definitely accompany Ye Zhixing to eat Chinese food, soy milk fritters, and steamed buns.

But today, because he came down early, Ye Zhixing realized that there was a western breakfast on the table.

——Tuna fish sandwich, vegetable and fruit salad, poached eggs, and steak.

Ye Zhixing is as meticulous as a hair, another breakfast has not been served yet.

In this way, in fact, Zhan Junyu is not used to eating Chinese breakfast, no wonder he didn't take a few bites every time he ate with her.

Today, the sandwich he's holding in his hand is half-eaten.

But his posture is slow, his movements are elegant, and he is still a handsome nobleman.

"Aunt Fang..."

Zhan Junyu called softly, signaling Aunt Fang to remove the breakfast in front of her and replace it with Ye Zhixing's favorite.

But Ye Zhixing waved his hand at Aunt Fang, "No need."

Only Ye Zhixing and Zhan Junyu were left in the living room, and Zhan Junyu suddenly said, "Are you crying?"

Ye Zhixing was stunned. It had been a long time since she cried just now. After washing, her eyes were clear, and the tip of her small nose did not have any red marks.

Even she couldn't see it, how did he see it?

Probably because she saw that she was mentally ill, guess what?
"No."

Zhan Junyu didn't expose her, but his eyes were much gentler.

Ye Zhixing was eating the tuna fish sandwich in her hand. She has a Z country stomach, and she still can't eat this kind of cold food in the morning.

But think about it in another way, Zhan Junyu usually eats her favorite food in the same way.

(End of this chapter)

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