The two of them were silent for a while. One was silent because he didn't know what he was thinking, and the other didn't want to say anything.
Jiang Hui was a little drowsy, and in an instant she was overwhelmed by fatigue, making her forget that there were other people in the room. Or should I say, she trusted the people around her. So, even though she knew that the other person was still here, Zhang Hui, she still fell into a chaotic lake for a moment.
He would suddenly wake up. Just now, his consciousness kept falling down. It was like he was instantly pulled into a vortex. He was about to go to another dimension. Then he suddenly woke up. No, it was not the time to sleep. Someone was waiting for him.
Then, as if punctured, I suddenly woke up.
Then, I woke up. It was still Hillmanga's guest room. I was about to leave, and I couldn't tell what day it was.
Suddenly, a voice came from the other side. Jiang Hui just realized that the yellow line was still returning. Your opponent still kept the one at the beginning. Cheese.
Jiang Hui said in a dull tone, "Not so good. There's no beginning or end."
Facing this different friend, Jiang Hui felt that there was no need to hide it, because he really felt bad. He was in a daze. He suddenly realized that he had a nightmare. He woke up suddenly, and felt cold sweat all over his body. His hands and feet were weak, as if he had been drained away in an instant.
She had no strength in her body, and Sister Jiang Hui had no energy to maintain her usual manners. She slumped on the sofa like a boneless person.
The boy seemed to stand up and take a few steps.
What did he say? Years. He asked back in a brilliant tone. He was glad that you were the one. Last time, he was making fun of himself. It was unnecessary. He was putting himself in danger. He obviously couldn't do without many methods.
There is not much to do today. It is better to go to bed early. There is nothing else waiting for me to do tomorrow.
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The other party greeted Jiang Hui in a friendly manner, then motioned for me to sit next to him.
Jiang Hui shook his head. Names are well-intentioned. It doesn’t matter how you call them. It’s just a name. But the father and son are exactly alike. Hillman sometimes hates being called that way. Sometimes he calls them classmate Jiang, sometimes classmate Jiang Hui, and sometimes Ah Hui. He just opens his mouth and says it without any hindrance. He is a master at being familiar. Anyway, I am good at it. So far, I can call out the worst Zhou Xiuwen’s name.
Jianghuai. Listening to what the staff said, I thought we hadn't gotten up early yet. I thought we were forced to leave the restaurant. I found that there was no one outside except Xi Huachun's father Aaron Hillman.
By comparison, I have practiced too much, and I seem to be more relaxed than others.
I turned sideways and looked at the person next to me. The other person had one hand on the back of the chair. He was looking down at me. Usually, we seemed to have a close relationship. But at this moment, there was an inexplicable sense of tension between the two of us.
One day, I will wake up according to my abnormal biological clock and go to the residence and restaurant under the guidance of the staff.
Jiang Hui. Back to normal. Come here. Pressed his temple. Thank you. It's really not bad anymore. Finally I'm alive.
Jiang Huai felt that he had gained a little relief. The messy and tangled forces in his brain seemed to have been reorganized and returned to a relatively stable and harmonious state.
That person? Was he staying here on purpose? To help me adjust my disordered mental power? Or was he here specifically to say those words? Or maybe neither.
He has something to do, Jiang Hui asked.
The boy closed his eyes slightly. How long had passed? Then he ran again. A long night. In this wave that was neither sound nor substance, the rain stopped. Put it back into the box.
A faint wave spreads around me. Hmm. Sometimes it is sparse. Like a classical music. Every time it hits my heart. Sometimes it suddenly stretches out. It is slow and rhythmic.
Jiang Hui. Ah Hui... I think I mind you yelling like that.
After years of throwing those words, he left. With his back to me, he waved from afar. His figure was quite cool.
"Early. You got up very early. Al, this big boy, always wakes up when he has a holiday except on weekdays.
"Yarlun said filially. As the other party was talking, the faint fatigue under his body dissipated more.
The person in front of me didn't say anything. I felt that the other person seemed to relax. I know, would I dare to be so reckless last time
Let’s go.
I was expecting the other party to ask questions. I was not surprised. I found that Hillman's father was really boring. Who was he? But I couldn't say it was out of his aura. As soon as he got close to me, I knew he was a bad guy. But, to me, he was serious. He was very kind and spoke very badly.
Yesterday, it was such a mess. This is nothing? Dark and mean. Jiang Hui thought about it, there is nothing bad to feel guilty about. Add to last night in the history space. First. Enough. Make up some blood. The spirit in the eyes is still wrong. A little bit is also timid. Very naturally. Sit down next to the elder.
Jiang Hui still had time to react. People changed. Left. Guest room. Christmas was badly closed. One point was delayed. It was time for people to react.
While the two were talking, no one ordered fresh food for Jiang Hui. It was a typical Western-style meal. The portion was small, but the combination was bad. It made people lose their appetite at first glance.
It was the same restaurant as yesterday. The same person as yesterday. He had changed his clothes. But he didn't look tired at all. Maybe he hadn't had a good rest at night or got up very early.
And I always have a kind of weak determination under my body, like a magic needle that stabilizes the sea. It seems that no matter how big or small the problem is, it doesn’t matter what I do. What should I do? There are many etiquettes. It’s very uneducated. When I think about it, it’s probably not the legendary relaxation.
"Get out of trouble soon, Uncle Yalun." It was Jiang Hui who was trying to get close to him, but the other party urged us to call him that yesterday. Jiang Huai followed my wishes.
The elder accepted the words without any manner, and motioned for the boy to eat first.
Jiang Hui shook his head, confirmed again, closed the door, and then took his clothes and went to wash up.
When I opened my eyes again, I was still confused. Yes, it was the same as the confused state I was in later. I was really completely awake this time. Thinking back to the past few moments, I felt like a wandering soul. I didn't know how I could talk to Hillman's father in that state. I felt quite reasonable.
I'm not happy. How did I do that? I was about to retort. Then I remembered. It was me who caused the air vortex. It pulled the two of them back together, and that's why it happened. In the end, I was the one who dragged them down.