Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

For the first time, Yan He experienced what it felt like to have no one to argue with.

Although not that exaggerated.

Know that words are unfounded.

They've decided that's the way things are, and it's hard to change their minds.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and sent a message to Zhou Zhiyun, who had just been added today.

The reply there was quick.

She quickly picked up her hand.

Yan He: [Dr. Zhou, did you see me fall just now? ]

Dr. Zhou: [Yes, are you scared? Don't think too much and rest well. ]

"Look, Dr. Zhou saw it."

Yan He directly handed the chat interface to them and motioned for them to take a look.

Unfortunately, what he got was more distressed and loving eyes.

"Okay, baby, don't think about it anymore, just have a good rest today."

"Yes, it just missed the mark."

"..."

Yan He really wanted to take out the artifact and show them the replay just now.

I know it doesn't make sense.

She simply stopped talking.

Seeing Yan's mother looking so happy, she slowly nodded in agreement.

But in my heart, I was thinking that I would go back to live in a house outside for the time being when the tour was over.

I really don’t have much energy to cope with it.

"Mom, don't cry. Let's go see Dr. Zhou tomorrow."

"it is good."

Yan He was frightened just now, and then tried to explain to no avail. He felt very tired.

My heart was extremely heavy.

He leaned forward to lean on Yan's mother's shoulder, but felt her shrink subconsciously.

The movement is small and difficult to detect.

The whole process took no more than two seconds.

Then he moved his shoulders over, just enough to rest on her head.

"Mom, don't worry, it will be fine."

Yan He blinked, held his hands, and stood up from the sofa.

......

After watching the two people enter, Zhou Zhiyun withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the person next to him who was still stunned.

Look down.

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why are you shaking?"

Although nighttime is incomparable to daytime, you can still see people clearly with the lights on.

This guy seemed to react promptly and steadily just now, but he was completely panicked.

She had never seen anything like this.

"I'm not shaking, I just tried my best."

Zhou Zhiheng curled up and put his hands in his pockets, acting particularly calm in the face of her suspicion.

There was no embarrassment at all about being seen through.

Grandpa Zhou didn't know what riddles the two siblings were playing from the beginning.

But I did understand this sentence.

He passed between the two people with a cane and sneered: "I exercise all day long. I look tall and strong, but my hands are shaking just after picking up someone."

"Yes."

Zhou Zhiheng has never cared about what others think of him, and just lets them have their say.

Turning his head to look at the lighted window again, a trace of worry flashed across his eyes that he didn't even notice.

Zhou Zhiyun's provocation was unsuccessful.

No more exploration.

This is his own business.

As for Yan He.

Following his gaze, I subconsciously said, "Don't worry, it will be fine."

"Ah."

The two of them walked slowly back behind the old man.

Zhou Zhiyun didn't react until everyone got home and returned to their room.

Zhou Zhiheng did not deny it just now.

Is he worried?

......

Yan He greeted the two of them, turned around and went upstairs with difficulty.

I couldn't help but sigh deeply in the corridor.

As soon as I walked in and lay down, my phone rang.

She didn't answer.

Then the WeChat voice was converted into a phone call.

received.

"Hey."

"How was it? Did you feel more relaxed when you got home?"

"..."

Yan He turned on the speakerphone and put the phone aside. He didn't know how to answer for a while.

She just arrived home this afternoon.

But he was already so exhausted that he seemed to have been back for several days.

In just a few hours, a lot of things seemed to have happened.

Pieces pile up little by little.

It gave her a severe headache.

He turned around and lay on his side, picked up the phone again, and didn't play with it, just stared at the call interface.

The dim screen reflected her face.

He turned the phone over again to cover it.

"Yan He?"

The person on the other side waited for a while and heard no sound, so he asked softly: "What's wrong?"

what happened?

Yan He also wanted to ask what happened?

How come in this world, even her condition has changed?

The identity and personality of this world are too sensitive.

All negative emotions will be infinitely amplified and magnified again.

It seemed that she had really blended into the characters in the small world.

Thinking about it, she suddenly gained strength.

I tried again to recall the situation just now, but nothing had changed.

I just accidentally missed the mark.

"Jessie."

"Ok?"

"Do you think I'm seriously ill?"

"I think if you can ask this question, it means that it is slowly getting better."

The answer is ambiguous.

That's heavy.

Yan He lowered his eyes and his eyes fell on the little rabbit on the slippers: "Then let's take a look."

Although she didn't think it was serious enough to make them think they were going to commit suicide.

How could she commit suicide?

The two chatted for a few more words before hanging up the phone.

Before going to bed, Yan He swallowed all the medicine according to Zhou Zhiyun's instructions.

Lying in bed.

It was obvious that his eyes were extremely tired and his mind was heavy.

But couldn't sleep.

But it may be that the drugs took effect, and his consciousness gradually began to fade.

But it didn't last long before the nightmare began.

Nonsensical nightmares, one after another, continuously invaded her senses.

Two o'clock in the morning.

Yan He opened his eyes. The only light in the room came from the street lights outside. He just stared for a while.

Because the curtains were not closed.

You can even clearly see the outline of the room.

She could no longer remember the things in the dream. They were probably some not-so-good things she had seen since childhood.

It’s best not to think about it.

Close your eyes again.

But I couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

She lifted up the thin quilt, put her bare feet on the floor, and walked back and forth in the room several times.

Finally, he took the piano and opened the door.

It was pitch dark outside the corridor, and everyone fell into a deep sleep.

The marble floor was so cold that it felt like stepping on ice cubes.

She seemed unconscious.

When I was about to go out, I put on my shoes at the entrance of the stairs, only to realize that I was going downstairs barefoot.

Yan He held the qin, but the lamp did not come. Walk towards the basement level by moonlight.

The basement is well soundproofed.

There was originally a room for her to study and practice piano.

She won't disturb anyone else by playing the piano here.

There is no need to deliberately set a time period.

Quiet and spacious underground space.

A melodious music flowed out from the closed door, and the lingering sound lingered, thin and endless, like a flying butterfly dancing in the air.

But after a while, the butterfly's wings seemed to be wet with dew and became slightly heavy.

Staggered and almost fell.