The 99th Divorce

Shen Zhixun's heart shook suddenly, shouting loudly: "Grandma!"

But such an abyss seemed to have no end, and Shen Zhixian didn't even hear the falling sound.

"Old Shen, old Shen?"

Indistinctly, it seemed to hear Ye Qianxi's voice.

Shen Zhixian turned back suddenly and saw Ye Qianxi at a glance.

Ye Qianxi is standing on the edge of the cliff, holding a child in his hand.

When seeing Shen Zhixian, Ye Qianxi smiled at him.

Looking down at the children around him, Shen Zhixun turned his eyes involuntarily.

It's just that the child was wearing cute plaid suspenders and a white shirt, and his head was covered with a watermelon Taro's hair, and he was very cute.

Only, can't see the face clearly.

There seemed to be a layer of mist shrouded in that face, with a white light, which easily confused people's eyes.

"Old Shen, I went home to cook. I haven't eaten yet."

Ye Qianxi said.

Shen Zhixian didn't know what she thought, and she looked at Ye Qianxi and said, "There is no more rice in the house."

Ye Qianxi took the child's complexion and suddenly turned around with anger, pulling the child directly and pushing the child down the cliff.

Shen Zhixian was frightened and rushed forward, shouting, "Ye Qianxi, what are you doing!"

Ye Qianxi didn't speak, turned her head to Shen Zhixian as a fist, then Shen Zhiyun shrunk and her ankle tightened, it seemed that someone was dragging herself, bowing her head, but it was an old, dry, white and blue hand.

Shen Zhi was caught off guard and the whole person was dragged down.

Suddenly a stagger, Shen Zhixian opened his eyes, and the recovery was already sweating.

"Have you had a nightmare?"

Ye Qianxi's voice.

Shen Zhixian was scared again and was turned around suddenly.

Ye Qianxi was looking at him, looking scared, her eyes wide open, her frightened.

Shen Zhixian came back, and took a long breath.

Ye Qianxi reached out and stroked his forehead, and he felt the sweat in his hand.

I shook my hand and said, "Dirty!"

Shen Zhixian looked around, it was dim.

The curtains were not closed, and the sky outside had turned white.

It was almost dawn.

Shen Zhixian lay in bed, turned his head to look at Ye Qianxi, and asked, "Last time I said I had a strange dream. I dreamed that I lost the child. What does it look like?"

Ye Qianxi blinked her eyes and asked, "Are you dreaming too?"

"Well, I find it very strange. I rarely dream. I will do the same thing as you." Shen Zhixian wiped his sweat and sat up to take off his wet pajamas. "You Tell me about what you have dreamed of before. "

Ye Qianxi thought for a while, her brows were frowned, and she said for a long time: "How do I know that it's been so long, who will remember. What did you just dream about?"

"It's strange, I think I dreamed a lot, but one thing I remember."

"You lost the child?"

"You lost the child," Shen Zhixian tapped on her forehead. "Why did you lose the child?"

"Why am I, yeah, you're a rogue in your dreams."

Shen Zhixun laughed, "I finally realized my mood then?"

"Did you see the child's face?" Ye Qianxi asked suddenly.

Shen Zhixian smiled and shook his head gently.

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Will everyone have some unreasonable dreams, some inexplicable but terrifying dreams?