After talking with Chen Xing, Nianyuan turned off his mobile phone and got ready to go to bed.
As soon as she closed her eyes, she didn't fall asleep, she was still thinking about that Weibo fan clip in her mind.
The lights turned on slightly dimmed.
Nianyuan's breathing is very light, even and gentle.
The warm light gave her a soft layer.
The skin was pale against the warm light, showing a faint shadow under the eyes, and the eyebrows were slightly frowned.
When I am awake, the feeling of burnout is not so obvious.
Quiet now.
The whole person was faintly exhausted, and it seemed that he hadn't slept well in a long time.
Actually.
Nianyuan is indeed, and hasn't slept well for a long time.
With fifteen hours of high-intensity training every day, the teammates did not cooperate enough, and it was the finals immediately, and they were in a state of high pressure all the time.
Not to mention.
Recently, Zhao Qianming also came out.
She is so busy every day, she almost runs out of time for dreaming.
Remember the last time I dreamed, it was because of Pei Yi—
It's a bit like a dream in the spring period.
Dream this time.
Also, about him.
The dreams are bizarre, mottled and hazy, like a revolving lantern.
The surrounding scenes also began to fall off, suddenly turning into an ordinary, even a little dilapidated old building.
It happened to be past nine o'clock in the morning.
The old town has long been lively, and the sound is very noisy.
Nianyuan sat lazily on the sofa, the door opened from the outside, and Pei Yi walked in with a cup of coffee.
Nianyuan still got up a little bit of anger and watched him come back.
He looked up and asked him, "Where did you go?"
"Eat breakfast." Pei Yi took a sip of the coffee in his hand and said casually.
Nianyuan was obviously not fully awake yet.
She yawned and asked dazedly, "Why come back so late?"
"There are too many people in the coffee shop," Pei Yi said lightly, "No way."
Nianyuan nodded.
Seeing the coffee in his hand, he thought for a few seconds.
The drooping eyelids were lifted up instantly, looked at him for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "Where is mine?"
Pei Yi spit out two words coldly: "I didn't buy it."
Nianyuan was stunned: "... Tsk."
This scene.
It was completely different from the one written in the little clip of Pei Yi's doujinshi and Pei Yi in her eyes.
Nianyuan was still thinking about it.
In the ear, the vibration of the phone gradually became clear.
She opened her eyes in a trance, the light in front of her was dim and blurred, and her vision was still unclear.
Slowed for half a second.
Nianyuan raised his hand to pick up the phone and answered the call.
Opposite is Chen Zhenhai.
His voice sounded very gentle, "Xiao Nian, how are you sleeping these days?"
Nianyuan thought of the dream about Pei Yi she had just had.
She leaned on the pillow, raised her head silently, looking at the chandelier.
"It's okay."
"That's fine," Chen Zhenhai breathed a sigh of relief. "The bodyguard I'll find for you will come in a few days. You have been wronged recently."
Nian Yuan said it was good.
She somehow thought of Spica posing as her, and asked again.
"The little game company in Spica Yihei, Brother Chen, apart from the recharge fraud, did you find out anything else?"
Since Spica is imitating itself.
Then you have to understand him according to her way of thinking.
If it is Nian Yuan.
She would not just make a virtual scam and make trouble in the special security bureau, which is too unpredictable and out of grade.
Therefore, that small company definitely has other big problems.
Chen Zhenhai on the other end of the phone paused.
"It's no big deal," he cleared his throat nervously, trying to fool around. "Hey, didn't I tell you last time, it's scam users' money."
Nianyuanman squinted inattentively.
She smiled, her tone was not meaningful, "That's it."