After his rebirth, Mr. Fu panicked

It was late at night and the moonlight was like water, shining in the quiet courtyard.

Fu Yanchuan stood in front of Fu Lingling's door, with a little worry in his heart, and knocked on the door gently, with a hint of tenderness in his voice: "Lingling, can I come in?"

A faint sobbing sound was heard from behind the door. After a moment, Fu Lingling's voice with a hint of tears was heard: "Brother, come in!" Although the voice was small, it was like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, stirring ripples in Fu Yanchuan's heart.

Fu Yanchuan pushed open the door, and under the dim light, he saw his sister sitting by the bed. Her little face, which was always filled with smiles, was now crying hard, with red and swollen eyes, and it was obvious that she had been crying for a long time.

Her shoulders were still shaking, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Fu Yanchuan's heart tightened, and he quickly walked to the bedside and sat down, and asked softly: "Lingling, tell me, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare? What did you dream about?"

His voice was gentle and caring, like a warm breeze, trying to blow away the haze in Fu Lingling's heart.

Fu Lingling raised her head, looked at her brother with tears in her eyes, and whispered, "Brother, it wasn't Sister Yaoyao who pushed me down."

Her words stunned Fu Yanchuan for a moment. He suppressed his astonishment and tried to make his voice sound calm: "Lingling, what are you talking about? What do you mean Sister Yaoyao pushed you down? When did she push you down?"

Fu Yanchuan asked tentatively, while carefully observing Fu Lingling's expression.

His heart was filled with fear and worry. He was afraid that Lingling would dream about her previous life.

He never wanted Lingling to experience that pain again, even in a dream.

There was a determined light in his eyes, as if telling himself that no matter what happened, he would stay by Lingling's side.

At this moment, Fu Lingling seemed to be still immersed in that terrible dream, unable to extricate herself.

Her eyes revealed deep fear and helplessness, which made people feel pity.

The moonlight gently shone through the window onto Fu Lingling. Her little face was filled with tears and she choked up as she told Fu Yanchuan about her dream.

There was a hint of fear and uneasiness in her eyes, as if the horror in the dream was still lingering.

"Brother, I dreamed... there were two women. They approached me with a sneer and suddenly pushed me down the stairs."

Fu Lingling's voice was trembling, and her fingers unconsciously clenched the corner of her clothes.

"I fell from the sky, helpless and terrified, and then I lost consciousness. But in the chaotic darkness, I vaguely heard the voices of the two bad women. They...they actually said that it was Sister Yaoyao who pushed me down, and they also testified against Sister Yaoyao."

At this point, Lingling became even more emotional, tears rolling down her cheeks like beads from a broken string.

"But... you... you locked up Sister Yaoyao without any explanation."

Her shoulders trembled, as if she was suffering from unspeakable grievances, "Brother, it really wasn't Sister Yaoyao who pushed me!"

Fu Yanchuan's brows were furrowed, and his eyes revealed deep doubt.

He looked at Lingling's sincere tears and anxious expression, and felt a dull pain in his heart.

He knew that his sister never lied and she had indeed dreamed.

Fu Lingling continued, "Because Sister Yaoyao also had a strange dream, she didn't let me call her sister-in-law anymore."

Her voice grew quieter and quieter, until it was almost a murmur.

Fu Yanchuan took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, "She also told me about those dreams."

His eyes became deep, as if he was thinking about the truth behind this bizarre incident.

Fu Lingling raised her head and looked at her brother with tears in her eyes. "Yes, and sometimes, we have exactly the same dreams. You see, Sister Yaoyao often tells me some scenes in her dreams."

Fu Lingling's voice was full of confusion and helplessness, "Brother, what is going on?"

There was silence all around, only the night wind blew gently, causing the curtains to flutter gently.

The moonlight sprinkled on the brother and sister, as if covering them with a layer of silver gauze.

In the quiet night, their hearts were filled with waves.

The night is as dark as ink, deep and quiet.

On this quiet night, Fu Yanchuan's voice was gentle and low, like a stone thrown into a silent lake, creating ripples.

He looked at his sister in front of him, his eyes full of concern.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a dream."

He reached out and gently patted Fu Lingling's shoulder, trying to calm her body which was trembling from the nightmare.

Fu Lingling looked up at him with a hint of fear in her eyes.

Fu Yanchuan took a deep breath and kept himself calm. He knew that he had to be his sister's support at this moment.

"Lingling, tell me, do you still remember what those two people who pushed you in your dream looked like?"

He asked softly, his tone revealing an unquestionable firmness.

Fu Lingling nodded. Although her voice was still a little trembling, her eyes had gradually regained their firmness. "Remember, if I see them again, I will definitely recognize them."

Fu Yanchuan nodded slightly, he believed in his sister's memory.

He took out his phone, swiped the screen a few times, found two photos, and showed them to Fu Lingling, "Is it them?"

Fu Lingling took just one look and her expression suddenly changed.

There was a flash of fear in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger.

"It's them! It's them! They came to our house to go shopping with Sister Yaoyao, and then they pushed me out of the supermarket."

Her voice gradually rose, anger evident in it.

Fu Yanchuan saw his sister's mood change and understood. He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and comforted her softly: "Lingling, don't be afraid. I am here and will not let anyone hurt you."

He understood that this matter could not be let go.

He needs to take precautions in advance to protect his sister from any harm.

It was late at night, but Fu Yanchuan knew that he would not be able to sleep tonight.

He needed to think and prepare for his sister's safety.

"Okay, Lingling, go to bed."

He coaxed his sister softly, watching her slowly calm down and walk towards her room.

However, just as he was about to turn around and leave, Fu Lingling suddenly called him, "Brother, I want to see Sister Yaoyao, can I?" There was a hint of expectation and pleading in her voice.

Fu Yanchuan turned around and looked at his sister's expectant eyes. His heart softened. "Okay, when this matter is over, I will take you to see Sister Yaoyao."

He promised with a smile.

"No, how about tomorrow? Tomorrow, tomorrow you take me to see Sister Yaoyao."

"But what if Sister Yaoyao doesn't have time?"

"Then... why don't you call Sister Yaoyao now?" Fu Lingling's eyes were full of pleading.

Fu Yanchuan hesitated for a moment and dialed Su Yaoyao's phone number...