Fast Travel: Strategies and Counter-Strikes

Chapter 115

Ming Hua was a little tired after returning home, and fell asleep quietly on the sofa.

She had that dream again.

In the dream, the rain slid across her face, blurred her vision, her whole body was soaked in rain, heavy and cold, she leaned over her body, leaning against the head of the man who had gradually lost temperature in her arms, holding the hands of his body Shrinking, fingertips turned white with force.

don't die...

Please...don't die...

don't leave at this time...

That strong idea even swallowed Minghua's own rationality, and the cold pierced into the bone marrow. She felt a burst of suffocation, unable to groan or confide in pain.

There was a very clear dull pain, like cutting flesh, slice after slice.

Invisible blood was raging underneath her body, and the powerlessness, despair and pain welling up from her heart were like a huge black hole, torturing her consciousness repeatedly.

who's that person?
Who the hell is...

The barely remaining sliver of sobriety forced her to try to open her eyes, trying to see the person in her arms clearly, but the rain was sticky on her eyelashes, so she couldn't see clearly.

While struggling in a daze, she seemed to have bumped into something, a wave of warmth invaded from her fingertips and flowed into her whole body, her eyes were in a trance and changed to a vast expanse of whiteness.

Under the withered yellow trees, the sun is pouring down like a spring breeze.

She sat quietly in the courtyard, raised her head slightly, and someone leaned over against the light and gently stroked her head.

"Well, that's all right."

Such gentle words made my heart spin for a while, unable to calm down.

Ming Hua slowly woke up from a deep dream, she was slightly stunned, her consciousness seemed to be still trapped in a dream, she was in a trance for a moment, she found herself holding the blue gemstone bracelet, the warm breath came into her fingertips, and the stream was mottled.

Is it the power of this thing?

This thing seems to be really useful.

Originally, she seemed to be haunted by nightmares again.

She turned over, cold sweat covered her back, wiped the thin sweat from her forehead, looked up at the white painted ceiling, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Ming Hua clutched the bracelet, clutched it to her chest, lifted it up again, and put it on her hand by accident.

The luster of the gemstone is like the ocean under the glacier, clear and transparent, dazzling and charming, Ming Hua got up, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, and he felt relieved all of a sudden.

Minghua thought of the way Shen Jin looked at her before...

She really doesn't like to be sympathized with by others.

"Miss, you're awake, that's great." The servant felt relieved when he found out that Ming Hua had woken up, "I wanted to persuade Miss to go to bed, but she seemed very tired, so I didn't wake you up."

Ming Hua smiled and nodded, "It's okay, I'm almost resting now."

"What would you like to have for dinner, miss?"

Ming Hua pondered for a while, "I want to drink some fish soup."

"Okay, then I'll get it done now." The servant turned around and walked to the kitchen with a smile on his face.

Ming Hua sat alone on the sofa, took out her mobile phone and browsed through the information, Shi Xin sent a bunch of messages.

Shi Xin: Sister Minghua, I have entrusted my manager to deliver my new album to you! [Excited (p≧w≦q).jpg]
Ming Hua: Haha, then I have to listen carefully.

Shi Xin: That's a must. It's a painstaking work, so I haven't come to see Sister Minghua for a long time.

Ming Hua was slightly taken aback, not knowing how to reply.

Shi Xin: When the awards ceremony ends this time, why not make a bet with me?
Ming Hua: What?
Shi Xin: If I don't win the prize, I'll make amends, treat sister Minghua to a meal, or promise you a request, if I win the prize, hum~
Minghua: What do you say if you win the award?
Shixin: Keep it secret!
Ming Hua: [sigh] I'm not in the mood to bet with you like you are, I don't even know the bet.

Shi Xin: Then I'll take it as if you agreed first, anyway, I'll tell you that day hehe.

The last one is a cat emoji package sent by Shixin, with a pair of round eyes, like the eyes of a deer at the same time, on the emoji package, the cat’s cheeks are painted with cute blush, looking innocent and innocent.

Ming Hua knew that he should refuse, but for a while, he couldn't refuse immediately.

(End of this chapter)