Looking at it and looking at it, people are so tired that they fall asleep...
In the dream, she saw Tan Bengbeng.
Tan Bengbeng stood alone in the huge waiting hall of the airport, holding a return ticket in his hand, but looked around in panic.
His forehead was covered in cold sweat from nervousness.
Seeing her, he was slightly taken aback, then rushed towards her, grabbed her shoulders with both hands, and asked if she was okay.
Before she could open her mouth, she pressed her into her arms forcefully, and kept saying, "It's fine, it's fine..."
Nian Xiaomu seemed to be infected by her frightened emotion, hugged her back and asked anxiously.
"Bengbeng, where have you been? I've been looking for you, but I can't find you. I'm worried about you..." Before she could finish her sentence, Tan Bengbeng covered her mouth with his hand.
With a tense expression, he turned his head and looked around, then slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled soothingly at her.
"I'm fine, don't be afraid, go quickly, don't worry about me, remember to protect yourself... Liuliu, you must protect yourself, wait for me to find you..."
"Bengbeng, what nonsense are you talking about? How could I leave you behind, let's go together!"
Nian Xiaomu grabbed her hand, grabbed her hard, and wanted to pull her away together, but just as he took a step, Tan Bengbeng in front of him disappeared.
Looking at the empty palm, she froze in place.
Looking up again, the surroundings are all white, and there is no one.
Tan Bengbeng, who was standing in front of her just now, couldn't even find a corner of his clothes...
Only her voice just now kept echoing in her ears:
"Liu Liu, you must protect yourself, wait for me to find you..."
"Six six..."
"Six six..."
"Ah—" Nian Xiaomu opened his eyes, and sat up suddenly from the bed.
His whole body was already drenched with sweat.
A drop of ** slipped from the corner of her eye, and she subconsciously reached out to touch it, only to realize that she was crying.
Turning his head to look around, let alone Tan Bengbeng, there is not even a shadow of him.
She was alone in the empty room.
Outside the window, it was just dawn.
Such a real dream...
It was as if, in a dream, she had a conversation with Tan Bengbeng.
But Tan Bengbeng never called her Liuliu.
It may be that too many things happened during this period, which made her memory start to get confused.
Nian Xiaomu didn't think much, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, tidied up, and went to work in the company early.
This time, when she arrived at the company, she did not see Yu Yuehan downstairs.
I didn't see him all morning.
When it was lunch time, I went to the restaurant to eat, and heard a female colleague talking about Yu Yuehan not coming to the company today, he seemed to be sick.
As soon as she heard that he was sick, Nian Xiaomu stopped walking while holding the dinner plate.
He turned to look at the people discussing at the table next to him.
"You said that Young Master Han is sick?"
"Manager Year." Several employees at the dining table greeted her first, seeing that she was pure gossip and didn't want to complain that they talked about the CEO behind their backs, so they lowered their voices and explained to her.
"We are not very clear. The news came from the secretary department. I heard that Special Assistant Yang called early in the morning and asked the secretary department to cancel all the trips of the president today. Young Master Han has never stopped coming to the company casually. He is famous. workaholic, so…”
Therefore, the most likely reason for Yu Yuehan not coming suddenly was that he was ill.