"Wind, can you take away my timidity? Can you give me the strength to start over?" Mu Yiyi raised his hand, stroked the charming silhouette of the man, and murmured.
Looking at the oil painting, she thought a lot, from their first acquaintance to their final separation, and then to their reunion now...
At night, I was full of thoughts and fell into a messy and unbeautiful dream.
She dreamed that Beitangwu was roaring at her and said, "I don't allow you to be with the men of the Lei family!"
She opened her mouth and wanted to call her dad, but she watched Beitangwu fall down, covered in blood.[
The bright red blood blurted her gaze. She suddenly became burnt into her mouth, "Okay, I promise you, I promise you, I don't want to be with him, I will never be with him."
The bright red blood curtain melted away, and Lei Yufeng walked over with a gloomy face: "I am so nice to you, you actually want to leave me, so return your son to me."
"No, my son is mine, it's mine." Mu Yiyi tried hard to shout, but when the sound came out, it was very small, and her throat seemed to be blocked, and it was difficult for her breathing.
"Your? Are you sure?" Lei Yufeng smiled, it was a smile without any warmth.
He suddenly raised a piece of paper in his hand and said coldly: "Look clearly, the court has already awarded my son to me. If you want to return to your son, kneel down and beg me." He pinched her chin and fell on her face with a tiny kiss. "Mu Yiyi, in this world, you are the only one who stepped on my heart with your feet. So, the price you have to pay is...lose everything."
"No! No! No!" Mu Yiyi wanted to break free from him. She grabbed his wrist and shook her head hard, her heart torn apart by his indifference.
She wants her son, and she wants him too.
His ruthless and cold eyes were like a sharp sword piercing her heart, giving her a death-like pain.
"The wind... don't... don't... don't... don't do this..." Mu Yiyi cried and kept crying, crying, and shouting, until she woke up from the nightmare, her heart still hurt.
Crystal tears hang at the corners of the eyes.
She wiped tears with the back of her hand, and did not turn on the light. She reached out to touch the phone beside her pillow, and dialed Lei Yufeng's number without thinking too much.
"Yiyi?" Over there, Lei Yufeng's voice was a little lazy and surprised, "What's wrong?"
"Will you fight for my son?" Mu Yiyi asked in a crying voice in the darkness.
"What did you say? What son? Did something happen?" Lei Yufeng's tone was gentle, with a layer of worry, "Are you having a nightmare?"
When Mu Yiyi heard his gentle words, he turned to his side and covered his chest with his other hand.
The real and clear pain made her unable to distinguish between reality and dreams.
Tears of grievance fell on the pillow one by one.
After all, what she couldn't bear the most was his ruthlessness and indifference, just because she loved him so much.
"Yiyi, is it a nightmare?"[
"Um!"
"A fool, a dream can earn your tears." He comforted her patiently, "I won't rob you of your son. My son is ours. I love you and I love your son, why should I rob you?"
"Yeah!" Mu Yiyi knew that she was stupid, but at the moment when she woke up from the nightmare, she really missed him very much and wanted to throw herself into his arms for comfort.
His arms were warm and made her extremely attached!