Han Zhihan looked a little wrong as soon as he entered the door and was furious.
They also wondered why the boss brought this annoying little cousin? Didn’t he who didn’t like her before? Why did he suddenly become more and more sexually?
However, Han Mengyuan drank as soon as she entered the door. After drinking two or three bottles, she was unable to drink. She lay on the sofa and slept soundly.
Han Zhihan discovered it later and supported Han Mengyuan, "Yuanyuan, let's go home!"
A group of people came to sing happily and then had midnight snacks. They didn't know what was going on from beginning to end. The boss came to drink and ran away after drinking.
"What happened? Brothers and sisters, do you understand?" Xiaomei scratched her head, feeling confused.
Wang Zitao kicked Huo Zhenyang, "Hey, do you understand? Don't you usually just guess the boss's ideas? Now you tell us?"
"Don't kick me, how do I know what he is thinking?"
As soon as the cold wind blew, Han Mengyuan woke up most of the wine. She pushed Han Zhihan away, held the green trees outside, and began to vomit, "Yuanyuan, what's wrong with you?"
She vomited while crying silently. At first, Han Zhihan quickly helped her up, "Yuanyuan, why are you crying?"
Han Mengyuan shook her head, her eyes were desolate and mist, "Brother, you and Brother Chen used to be very good, why do you quarrel?"
Han Zhihan's heartbeat was about to stop. The cold wind made him so rational and clear. There was an answer in his heart that was roaring. The person in front of him was his sister, Han Xiaoyuan.
"Is Yuanyuan you?"
Han Mengyuan seemed to be in a dream, lying on his shoulder and couldn't help sobbing softly. "Brother, stop quarreling with Brother Chen anymore. I don't want to see the two people I love quarrel, okay?"
Han Zhihan felt sorry for his sister, and she had already reached this point. She thought that the person she was still thinking about was Min Yuchen.
"Okay, as long as Yuanyuan doesn't leave, my brother won't quarrel with him in the future."
Han Mengyuan smiled foolishly, "Brother, you are so nice!"
He hugged his sister's delicate body tightly, and for the first time he wanted to cry. "Yuanyuan, brother, carry you home!" He squatted down and carried Han Mengyuan's thin body.
Maybe something that Han Mengyuan didn't even dream of in her dream will come true one day. My cousin carried her on her back like she was carrying her cousin, treating her as the treasure of the whole world.
Han Mengyuan was sleeping in a daze, but finally woke up because of thirst.
Opening her confused eyes, her head was spinning, and there was still a smell of wine in her mouth. She couldn't remember what she had experienced for a moment?
Why do I feel so strange? It seems that my cousin has seen Brother Chen, Di Wu Nian, and my cousin's comrades in my cousin's army. Usually he never takes him to see them. Later, she got drunk and her cousin gently carried him on her back. That was something she dared not dream of.
No, she clearly said that she would not go, but why did she go again later?
I couldn't help but shook my head and barely got up from the bed. Looking at the room around me that was so familiar that it made her feel panicked.
She was so scared that she fell from the bed and sat on the ground. This was Han Xiaoyuan's room, not hers.
"Mengyuan?"
Han Mengyuan turned her head stiffly and looked at the person lying on the other side of the bed. Her face was swollen by something, and her eyes were also bulging out. The other eyeball was shaking, and there was a small fish hanging. She was slowly biting her eyeball. Her swollen little hands were almost the size of a steamed bun, and she kept waving to Han Mengyuan, "Mengyuan, come up quickly, the ground is cold."
Han Xiaoyuan's voice was particularly empty, as if it was a sound coming from the deep sea, coming through the barrier, very empty, and it made people feel panicked.
"Mengyuan, the sea water is so cold, so cold, why don't you save me?"
Han Mengyuan had already been frightened by the scene in front of her and could only shake her head helplessly and silently recite Amitabha in her heart.
"Mengyuan, it's too late. Come up and let's sleep together!"
After the words came to his voice, Han Mengyuan felt as if her body was uncontrolled, and she got up from the ground and walked towards the bed.
In fact, she was very resistant inside and didn't want to go to bed at all, but she couldn't control her body.
"Mengyuan, go to bed!"
Han Mengyuan felt that the moment she was lying on the bed, the huge waves falling from the sky instantly swallowed her. The overwhelming sea water hit her, and she kept flapping, but she couldn't swim, so she could only stretch her arms and help her. Is there anyone who could save her? She doesn't want to die yet?
The water plants in the water are like dancing hands, hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of arms swinging. They collectively wrapped around her legs, making her unable to struggle.
Until the last breath, I could no longer exhale.
The fear of death wrapped her around and she was finished.
The next second, her body sank, and she suddenly woke up from her sleep, gasping for breath.
After looking around, she saw that this was her own room, and this perception made her breathless.
The dream I had last night was so real that she was trembling all over now.
Han Mengyuan was a little confused and couldn't even distinguish between reality and dreams.
"Mengyuan, are you awake?" Hearing his mother's voice, Han Mengyuan quickly patted her face and cheered up.
"Well, wake up, come in!"
"Where did you go with your cousin yesterday and you also drank so much wine."
"I went out yesterday?" Han Mengyuan was shocked and her little mouth opened slightly in shock.
"What's wrong with you, a child? Have you forgotten what happened yesterday?" In fact, she was very happy to see Han Zhihan get along well with her daughter. After all, she and her husband are just one daughter. If she gets married in the future, she will have an older brother in her family or a soldier brother. Who dares to bully her?
All the blood on Han Mengyuan's face disappeared, leaving only panic on her face, "Impossible, I don't know how could I go out, this is impossible."
Seeing that his daughter became sensual, Meng Yuan's mother was also frightened and quickly pulled Meng Yuan's hand, "Meng Yuan, what's wrong with your hand? Why is it so cold?"
Han Mengyuan was already in her own fear. She obviously didn't go anywhere, but her mother said that she went out with her cousin and drank wine. Isn't that what happened in the dream? Why did it become a reality? If it wasn't her own dream last night, wouldn't it mean that Han Xiaoyuan was back to find her?
Just think of this possibility?
Han Mengyuan couldn't help but scream, "Ah, it's a dream, it's a dream, it must be a dream, you all lie to me."
Seeing her daughter howling loudly, Meng Yuan's mother was also frightened. She suddenly hugged her in her arms and kept comforting her, "Meng Yuan, don't scare mom, what's wrong with you?"
Even though she was nestled in her mother's arms, she still couldn't feel any peace of mind. She was thinking about the scene of her being flooded by the sea last night.
It was so real that she thought she was about to drown.
But she can no longer tell what dreams are and what reality are.
I could only just hold my mother and shivered.
The whole family heard Han Mengyuan's shouts and went upstairs one after another. Only Han Zhihan rushed into the room as fast as possible, with a panic on his face, "Yuanyuan, what's wrong with you?"
This name made Han Mengyuan lose control again, and she shook her head and cried loudly, "Go away, you go, I'm not her, I'm Han Mengyuan, I'm Han Mengyuan, you go..."
Han Zhihan's face suddenly became very ugly because he knew that the person in front of him was not Yuanyuan.
Meng Yuan's mother looked at Han Zhihan apologetically, "Zhihan, your cousin has a nightmare, don't mind, she is feeling a little unstable."
Han Mengyuan didn't know where she got the strength, so she pushed her mother away, her face full of fear, "I can't stay in this house anymore, I want to leave, I want to leave here, no, I should go to find the fifth..."
"Han Mengyuan!" Han Zhihan's cold voice as poisonous as if it was like a knife, stabbed straight into Han Mengyuan's chest. "You are tired, don't think too much, have a good night's sleep."
"I don't, cousin, I'm scared."
"What are you afraid of?"
Can she say she is afraid of Han Xiaoyuan?
But if I say that, my cousin will definitely ask, Yuanyuan is your cousin, why are you afraid?
Yes, why is she afraid?
That terrible memory seemed to have returned to her mind. She slowly closed her eyes, and tears burst out instantly.
Chapter completed!