Marry a wealthy little tit

He couldn't see the specific features of the woman's face, he only vaguely felt that the woman's face was very white, but she was wearing bright red lip gloss, she should be a beautiful woman.

Taking the initiative to kiss a woman with flaming red lips, Ye Xia's rationality vaguely felt that something was wrong. Does he like her?Why kiss her?Who is she to him...

This question stopped Ye Xia from leaning forward to kiss. He wanted to see the woman's face clearly, but he couldn't see clearly. This made Ye Xia in the dream even more confused. He couldn't figure it out, who is he?

The action of his pause seemed to make the woman dissatisfied, and a sad and desolate voice came faintly, "Why don't you kiss me anymore..."

That voice seemed to have some kind of magical power, and all the doubts in Ye Xia's mind were erased, and he replied mechanically, "Why, I like it best..."

The ceramic puppy on the bedside table suddenly burst into a dazzling light in the dark night, and the black mist that gathered in the bedroom made an inaudible scream. Ye Xia sat up suddenly from the bed, and slapped him away. Turned off the bedside lamp.

"Huh, huh." Ye Xia took a few breaths, his heart was beating violently, he raised his hand to touch his forehead, but wiped his cold sweat.

The temperature of the air conditioner seemed to be too low, and Ye Xia couldn't remember the content of the dream, but the fear still lingered in his heart, which couldn't be erased and couldn't be released.Cold sweat trickled down his cheeks, Ye Xia wiped his face again, only to find that his hands were shaking after wiping, obviously frightened by this dream.

He took a deep breath, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and when he returned to the bedroom, the wind in the air conditioner was blowing, and the temperature in the room was even lower.He found the remote control to increase the temperature a little bit, and was puzzled while holding the remote control. He is usually not afraid of heat, but he is a little afraid of cold. How could he adjust the temperature of the air conditioner so low?

Her body seemed to be very cold, she shivered involuntarily, Ye Xia took a deep breath, not daring to think about it anymore.

Back on the bed again, it was already past three o'clock in the middle of the night, Ye Xia lay on the bed and turned twice, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what, she simply turned on the light again and sat up.

The light from the bedside lamp was very warm, and Ye Xia saw the small ceramic black dog squatting quietly under the lamp at a glance.

I don’t know if it’s because I glued it with my own hands once. People who used to love this little black dog feel very fond of it now. They want to hold it in their hands and play with it all the time. Sometimes they even think, if If it is a real dog, it must be very cute.But he just thought about it, after all, he couldn't even take care of himself, so how could he afford another life?

He held the little ceramic black dog in his palm and played with it over and over again, sliding his fingertips lovingly across the glazed surface, and then touched a prickly hole.Ye Xia frowned suspiciously and turned the puppy over for a look, and sure enough, he saw a deep crack on the pitch-black glaze.

"What's going on?" Ye Xia's brows were tightly frowned. He had participated in many major cultural relic restoration projects with the professor, and he would never make such a mistake.

The little black dog stared at him with round eyes, and the cracks were like scars carved on its body.Ye Xia was upset, got up from the bed in the middle of the night, went back to the study and tried to restore it to its original state.

When Ye Xia arrived at the research institute the next morning, two dark circles were rarely seen on his handsome face, his face was also slightly blue, and his appearance had lost at least ten percentage points. But the famous classical beauties in their department... Cough, it's a classically handsome guy, that beautiful...handsome face can't get tanned no matter what, and he never gets acne. The two dark circles on the eyes feel so abrupt.

It's like feeling overindulged.Of course no one dared to say that.

"Brother, you didn't sleep well at night?" Luo Wanyang asked him curiously.

Ye Xia shook her head, "It's okay, let's go to work."

After he finished speaking, he subconsciously glanced at everyone, but he didn't see that handsome boy. He paused, but still couldn't hold back, and asked, "Where's Ao Zhan? Didn't you come today?"

Luo Wanyang nodded and said, "He asked the professor for leave."

"Okay, why did you ask for leave suddenly?" Ye Xia frowned.

He had a serious expression, and Luo Wanyang thought he was dissatisfied with his younger brother's behavior of always asking for leave despite having the least seniority, so he explained for him, "It seems that the professor agreed to it because he said he was sick."

Ye Xia suddenly remembered that Ao Zhan's face turned pale when he was in the hot spring villa, and he seemed to be in poor health, but later when the two got along, that person looked so healthy and strong, and he gradually forgot about it.

"...Senior brother, what are you doing, senior brother?" Luo Wanyang was a little worried when she saw Ye Xia wandering away. She had never seen this senior brother who was always serious and serious before, so absent-minded.

That's right, Ye Xia's current appearance is that he is absent-minded, he is thinking about what's wrong with Ao Zhan's body, why he seems to be fine on weekdays, but suddenly becomes ill when he is sick?Is it because of the reason you rejected him the day before yesterday?Probably not, how could he be so charming.

Then, should he go and see him?

As soon as this idea came up, he suppressed it. Not to mention that he just rejected the other party's confession, he didn't even know where Ao Zhan's house lived, so where could he look?

One afternoon, Ye Xia was always distracted when he was teaching his juniors. Now everyone noticed his problem and asked with concern, "Senior brother, is there something wrong with you?"

Ye Xia shook her head and said, "It's okay, maybe it's because I didn't get a good rest last night."

The younger brothers and sisters glanced at each other. They had been with this senior brother for a long time, and they all knew that he was very stubborn and stubborn. If he didn't want to say something, it was useless for them to ask.

Ye Xia waved them away and sat at the desk for a while.Originally, he just wanted to sit and rest for a while, but unexpectedly fell asleep.

It's that dream again.

As soon as Ye Xia fell into the dream, she remembered it.

The woman's face was still close to him, but he still couldn't see her face clearly, he could only see that her face was very white, as white as a layer of wall dust, and her big red lips were as bright as, as if given to a dead person. makeup on...

The woman's face suddenly became clear at this moment, a big round face that had been painted pale, the eye sockets were black and the whites of the eyes rolled in the middle, but the lips seemed to be smeared with blood!

"Ah!!" Ye Xia pushed her away in horror, "You, who are you!" He took a few steps back in panic, but because he was too flustered, he fell to the ground.

The woman was obviously very dissatisfied with his behavior of running away without permission, but she didn't do anything to Ye Xia, she just kept getting close to Ye Xia with that horrible funeral face, and wept softly in his ear, "Honey, Why are you running away, don't you like me?"

"You, who are you!" Ye Xia's consciousness was so clear right now that he was going crazy, he didn't dare to look at the woman's face that was getting closer and closer, his body rubbed back indiscriminately, his hands in the air She waved wildly, as if she couldn't get close to her like this, "Go away! Go away and don't come over, don't come over..." The voice gradually became crying.

"Honey, why are you avoiding me? Don't you like me?" The woman was obviously very persistent about this question. She kept pressing Ye Xia's face tightly, repeating this sentence over and over again, slowly Suddenly, her originally desolate and resentful voice became sharp, like a drill, penetrating deeply into Ye Xia's mind!The breath he exhaled was cold and cold, and it wanted to drag him into the deep hell!

Ye Xia, who had never cried since living with his grandmother at the age of six, cried out hopelessly. He admitted that he was a coward, he was very scared, he was really scared, who could come and save him.

"... Ao, Ao Zhan, help me..."

The cowardly appeal for help was the first time he confided his heart to the outside world, revealing his fragility under his strong and sharp appearance.

The ceramic puppy on the bedside table radiated dazzling brilliance again, and the thick black air in the bedroom surged fiercely, as if it was resisting, but in the end it still failed to win the burst of light, and escaped from the window unwillingly.

When Ye Xia opened his eyes, his face was covered with tears and sweat, the fear in his heart made him unable to rely on himself, and he couldn't help crying softly.

When something like tears is held back, it seems that people have overcome it.However, once it breaks the embankment, it will be "difficult to recover", especially for adults who are used to suppressing everything in their hearts.

Ye Xia covered her face and cried for a while, got up from the bed in a hurry, took the mobile phone with shaking hands and called Ao Zhan.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been switched off..."

Listening to the mechanical female voice on the phone, Ye Xia felt deeply disappointed.However, he glanced at the time, and it was two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, and everyone had already gone to bed.

That's the reason, Ye Xia was lucky, opened Ao Zhan's WeChat, and sent him a message, Ao Zhan, is he there?

Ye Xia held the phone in both hands and waited nervously and expectantly for a long time, but there was no movement.

Seeing the time slowly approaching morning, Ye Xia also gradually calmed down.He couldn't figure out what was going on with that woman. If it was purely a nightmare, why would he have the same dream two days in a row?Ao Zhan is obviously more experienced in this question.

Moreover, and he also asked for sick leave, I don't know if he is better or not.Ye Xia regretted it a bit, he should go and see his.

Forget it, when it's dawn, he will call Ao Zhan again.

Changing out of the sweat-soaked clothes, Ye Xia lay down again, but she didn't dare to fall asleep again, so that when she returned to school in the morning, her complexion was worse than the previous day's, pale with a faint blue, looking like a drug addict.

The younger brothers and sisters were very worried about him, fearing that he would suddenly fall ill.Unexpectedly, the premonition came true, before noon, Ye Xia fell down the stairs, hit a hole in his head, and blood flowed all over his face.

……

Ao Zhan still asked for leave that day, but instead of resting at home, he drank in the bar with his buddy Yu Yanghua.

To be more precise, it was Ao Zhan who got drunk and swore to his buddies with his tongue out that he would never talk to his senior brother again, that he would never be mean...

Yu Yanghua didn't bother to coax the drunk, but he was quite interested in the senior brother he was talking about, thinking how to talk to him while he was drunk, the phone in Ao Zhan's pocket rang.

The phone rang for a while, but Ao Zhan, a drunk, didn't notice, so Yu Yanghua had no choice but to push him to answer the phone first.

Then he saw that the drunk got on the phone and said "Hello", and then exclaimed "What's wrong, brother?!", stood up from the stool and woke up.

Yu Yanghua "..."

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Thank you all for your support yesterday!Today is Mid-Autumn Festival~ There is a small red envelope in the message, and it will be sent at [-] o'clock in the evening. If there is anything you want~

And, it seems that I can't see it in chapter 12, please tell me if you can't see it~