Author: The singing pedestrians have not stopped

The two of them were relatively silent for a while, one kept silent because he didn't know what he was thinking, and the other didn't want to speak out.

Jiang Hui was a little drowsy. For a moment, exhaustion overwhelmed her face, making her forget that there was someone else in the room. Or it should be said that she had extra trust in the other person. So even if she knew that the other person was still here, Jiang Hui

Hui still couldn't resist the fuzzy consciousness and fell into chaos.

She suddenly woke up - her consciousness had been falling downwards just now, and she was pulled into a vortex and was about to go to another dimension, and then her consciousness suddenly woke up. No, now is not the time to sleep, there is still someone waiting for her.

The strange things in front of her suddenly deformed as if they had been punctured, and she woke up.

Then he woke up in the guest room of Hillman's house. For a while, Jiang Hui couldn't tell what year it was.

"Are you awake?" A cold voice came from the other side, and Jiang Hui realized that Huan Xian was still in the room, and he still maintained the same posture as at the beginning.

She said somewhat dullly: "It's not very good." It was also without beginning or end.

Facing this rather special friend, Jiang Hui didn't hide it, because she really felt bad. She was confused and had a nightmare. When she suddenly woke up, she felt like she was covered in cold sweat and her hands and feet were weak.

It seemed as if he had been emptied of time in an instant.

There was no strength in his body, and Jiang Hui had no energy to maintain his usual etiquette. He slumped on the sofa as if he had no bones.

The young man seemed to stand up and took a few steps towards her.

A weak wave rippled around her, sometimes as dense as a drum beat, hitting her heart with every beat, sometimes suddenly elongated, melodious, neither changing nor urgent, and very rhythmic.

Under this strange energy fluctuation, Jiang Hui felt much relieved, and the filamentary power that had become a mess in his mind seemed to have been sorted out again, returning to a relatively stable and harmonious state.

The girl closed her eyes slightly. She didn't know how much time had passed. It seemed like just a moment, and it seemed like a long night had passed. The non-sonic and non-substantial energy wave stopped and was pulled back.

When he opened his eyes again, Jiang Hui was already awake. Yes, he was awake. It was different from the previous state where he was half-awake and somewhat hazy.

She was completely awake this time. When she thought back to the past few weeks, she felt like a wandering ghost. She didn't know how she managed to keep talking to Hillman's father in this state. She felt so rich.

Discourteous.

She turned sideways and raised her head to face the person next to her. The other person had one hand on the back of the chair and was looking at her condescendingly.

The two people, who usually seemed to have a good relationship, felt a subtle sense of tension for no reason at this moment.

Jiang Hui straightened up and pressed his temples: "Thank you, I feel much better. I'm finally alive."

The person behind him said nothing, but Jiang Hui felt that the magnetic field around him seemed to have relaxed: "Now that you know...will you dare to be so reckless next time?"

Jiang Hui was a little unhappy. How could she be reckless? He was about to retort, but then he remembered that she was the one who caused the air vortex, and finally dragged the two of them into it. It was indeed her problem...

"What about you? Are you okay?" Jiang Hui asked with some worry.

"What do you think?" the young man asked in a calm tone: "You are lucky to be me. And next time, don't experiment on yourself, and don't put yourself in danger unless necessary - you can obviously have many solutions.

"

"Gone."

After saying these words, the young man walked away, turning his back to her and waving far away, his figure looking quite chic.

Jiang Hui had already left the guest room before she could react, and they even helped her close the wooden door without any delay.

Did this person stay here specifically to help her adjust her disordered mental energy or... just to say this specifically? Or it could be both——

Jiang Hui shook his head and checked again that the door was closed before taking his clothes and washing up.

There were enough things to do today, so it was better to rest early. There were other things waiting for her to do tomorrow.

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The next day, Jiang Hui woke up according to his normal biological clock and went to the dining room of the main house with the help of the staff.

After hearing what the staff said, Jiang Hui thought that Huan Xian and the others had arrived early. After not wanting to go, he found that there was no one else inside except Hillman's father, Aaron.

It's the same restaurant as yesterday, the same person yesterday. The other person has changed his clothes, but he looks a little tired. He probably didn't get a good rest at night or got up very early.

The other party greeted Jiang Hui warmly and then motioned for her to sit next to him.

It was like that yesterday, so what's the point of feeling awkward and embarrassed? Thinking about it, Jiang Hui didn't have anything to feel guilty about. In addition, he recovered from the conscious space last night and was in good spirits now. He didn't show any timidity at all. It was natural for him to be in this position.

Sit down next to the elder.

"Good morning, Uncle Aaron." It wasn't that Jiang Hui was trying to get along, but that the other party had strongly asked them to shout like this yesterday, so Jiang Hui followed the other party's wishes and shouted like this.

"Morning, classmate Jiang wakes up very early. That boy Al is very lazy during the holidays and never wakes up." Aaron said with a smile, and the faint fatigue on his body instantly dissipated when he spoke.

few.

"Classmate Jiang Hui, Ah Hui...you don't mind if I call you like this."

Jiang Hui shook his head. It doesn't matter what the name is as long as it's not malicious. It's just a title. But the father and son are exactly the same. Hillman sometimes likes to call her like this, sometimes classmate Jiang, sometimes classmate Jiang Hui.

She is a shameless, unimpeded, and familiar master. Anyway, she is not good at it. So far, she cannot even pronounce Zhou Xiuwen's name naturally.

While the two were talking, someone brought fresh food to Jiang Hui. The Hillman family's breakfast was a typical Western-style meal. The portions were not large, but the combination was very good, making people very appetizing at first sight.

The elder immediately stopped talking in a measured manner and signaled the girl to eat first.

Jiang Hui, who was originally waiting for the other party to ask questions, was a little surprised. She found that Hillman's father was really interesting. To say that he was easy-going...he always had an indescribable aura about him, which made people approach him.

I knew that this person was not someone to be trifled with. But he was not easy to get in touch with, and he was very kind and easy to talk to.

And there is always a strong concentration in him, which affects the people around him like a needle to calm the sea, making people feel at ease, as if no matter how big things happen, it is nothing, and they should do whatever they want, and the due etiquette is also the same.

He has a lot of points and is extremely well-educated.

Jiang Hui thought that this was probably the legendary sense of relaxation... In comparison, she still lacked certainty and seemed more nervous than others.
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