Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

The scene in the dream seemed familiar. Although she couldn't remember where it was, she was very familiar, really familiar, as if she had been there before.

She seemed to have seen the man in the dream, but she just couldn't remember.

The thought of that man made her feel uncomfortable, and her tears fell uncontrollably.

Wen Xiaoai flattened her mouth and lay on the desk with her arms under her head. His whole body was filled with grief.

Maybe it was because I had a night’s dream last night, and I shed a lot of tears, and his eyes were very astringent. Wen Xiaoai fell asleep on her stomach, but after a while, she woke up and closed again. Eye up.

She was half asleep and half awake all morning, very sleepy, but could not sleep for a few minutes.

And Jun Moyan didn’t know where he went, Wen Xiaoai wanted to see him, wanted to hug him, but now she was totally absent from last night’s dream, and she didn’t even bother to look for it. She closed her eyes and was full of thoughts. Those vague but very familiar pictures last night.

Obviously those pictures made her uncomfortable like potions of sadness, but she couldn't help but want to explore those pictures, and even wanted to dream again, even if she woke up crying again.

Seeing that she hadn't come down for breakfast, Xiaocha thought that Wen Xiaoai was sleeping and didn't dare to disturb her. She didn't even see Wen Xiaoai coming down until noon, so she came up to call someone.

No one was found in the room, but the shoes were still there.

Xiaocha's heart jumped, thinking that something was wrong, because she had been guarding downstairs and had never seen Wen Xiaoai leave.

She ran out of the corridor and called Wen Xiaoai a few times, but she didn't get any response.

She didn't know that Wen Xiaoai had the habit of going to the study to find Jun Moyan after Jun Moyan left every day.

She quickly took out her mobile phone and dialed Tsing Yi's number.

Because Wen Xiaoai disappeared in the room last night. She didn't wear shoes and left a puddle of blood. When she found her again, something went wrong.

With this lesson learned, Xiaocha informed Tsing Yi first when he was in a hurry.

Hearing that Wen Xiaoai could not be found, Jun Moyan snatched Tsing Yi's phone, trying to calm his mind: "Have you found the study?"

"Book, study, I'll take a look." Xiaocha subconsciously looked in the direction of the study. Seeing that the door of the study was open, she suddenly felt hopeless.

With the door open, Miss Wen must have heard her voice long ago.

Wen Xiaoai did hear it. He heard it when Xiaocha first shouted, but she didn't respond.

"Miss Wen?!" Xiaocha ran into the study and saw Wen Xiaoai lying on the desk at a glance.

"Miss Wen, why don't you go downstairs to eat when you wake up? I told you not to do anything. It scared me to death."

When Jun Moyan on the phone heard Xiaocha's words, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But Xiaocha's next words made Jun Moyan worried and anxious again.

"Miss Wen, why are you crying?"

Xiaocha approached and saw that Wen Xiaoai's eyes were flowing, his eyes were red, there were teardrops on his eyelashes, and his nose was a little red. He had obviously been crying for a while.

Wen Xiaoai kept her mouth flat, did not speak, and was still lying on the table. If she hadn't opened her eyes, Xiaocha would have thought she was asleep.

"What's wrong with Xiao Ai? Jun Moyan's worried words came from the phone.

"I, I don't know, Miss Wen was lying on the desk without wearing shoes, she kept crying and didn't speak."

Xiaocha heard Jun Moyan say something to Qing Yi and immediately returned to Wuyuan, and then asked her to give her mobile phone to Wen Xiaoai.