Ling Chuan had a lot of dreams in his sleep.
An Ziqing is all in the dream.
He dreamed that An Ziqing was lying on the ground covered in blood.
like a statue.
What does he call her.
She didn't respond!
"An Ziqing!" Ling Chuan suddenly sat up and looked at the surroundings, familiar.
But there is no familiar figure.
"Master! Master, you finally woke up!" The butler cried excitedly when he saw Ling Chuan wake up.
"Where is she!" Ling Chuan wanted to get up, but the wound was sore that he had to cover his chest and mouth to barely get out of bed.
"Miss Ann is in the garden! She didn't leave, she has been with the young master these days!" The butler knew who the young master was talking about, said immediately.
Something struck across the dark eyes, Ling Chuan stood up, "I'm going to find her!"
"Master! Let's eat something first!" The butler caught up.
Ling Chuan shook his head, thinking of An Ziqing's words, his lips twitched, is it true
She doesn't hate their children, so she would never design to let him kill their children by himself!
Walking step by step, even breathing is painful, but I think of the woman I've known since childhood.
Obviously, she had a chance to run away when the killer was chasing him.
She didn't run, she must stand beside him!
He knew that she was not that bad!
He would rather believe that she was so cruel to him, there must be her difficulties!
When I walked to the garden, I saw An Ziqing standing stupidly under the fountain.
Staring at the fountain intently.
He walked over and circled her behind her.
Let her lean in her arms, with her chin resting on her shoulders.
An Ziqing could smell him and didn't look back.
She smiled at the corner of her lips, avoiding his wound, and leaning into his arms.
"You slept for a long time," she said.
"Well, I slept very well," he said.
The water in the pool spouted out a beautiful rain curtain, and she seemed to see his figure in the water curtain.
She still couldn't help turning around to hug him and nuzzling in his arms.
"Ling Chuan." She called his name.
"Um."
"Let's stop making trouble, okay, this is really tired." An Ziqing said.
Ling Chuan hugged her, "Well, as long as you don't run anymore!"
An Ziqing sighed, "I'm really bad! Very bad!"
"No matter how bad you are! It's also the woman I like Ling Chuan!" Ling Chuan swore domineeringly every word.
She still remembers when she was a child, when she was still elementary school.
She was bullied by the principal's son and forced her to be his girlfriend.
Later, Ling Chuan alone fought with a dozen other children who were older than him.
He was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, but still stubbornly pulled her to announce to everyone, "An Ziqing is mine!"
He is really good.
Thinking of the past, she was held in his palm.
No one can bully her except him!
How could she let go of such a good man!
When I let him go, how painful she was!
It seemed that someone was in Lingchi with a single blow.
"Ling Chuan, can we go back to the past?" An Zi asked quietly.
"Of course! As long as you want!"
She wants to go back in time.
But she knew that she couldn't go back.
How long has she not been in his arms as peacefully as she is now.
Ling Chuan held her in a daze.
No matter how she treats him.
He knew that when he came back, it meant that he could not let go of her.
The butler had been standing not far away for a long time, and seeing the appearance of the two embracing each other, he really didn't dare to interrupt.
An Ziqing looked at Butler Yan first, pulled away from Ling Chuan's arms, and coughed dryly.
Ling Chuan frowned slightly and saw the housekeeper.
"Master!" The butler immediately walked up upon seeing this.
"What do you have to say now!" Ling Chuan scolded displeasedly.
The housekeeper shook, but he had to say: "Miss Li is here!" (End of this chapter)