Knowing that he was not here for them, Song Xiang was obviously in a relaxed mood. He had dinner with Yan Han and then went back to rest.
Lying on the bed, Yan Han hugged her from behind and remained silent.
"Gouzi, are you timid and frightened?" She joked with him.
Yan Han rubbed her neck, like a coquettish big dog, "Well, I'm timid, so you can coax me."
Song Xiang laughed playfully, turned around in his arms, and kissed his chin.
He reached out his hand again, pulled his ears, and touched his hair.
"Touch the fur, it won't scare you~"
Yan Han laughed out loud and looked down at her, "Where did you learn that?"
Song Xiang stuck out his tongue, "I don't remember. It seems like a TV series or a novel?"
"Perfunctory, I was scared when I was a child, but the housekeeper at least boiled a white egg for me." The man clicked his tongue.
Song Xiang: "Then I'll cook it for you now."
"Idiot." He hugged her tightly and sighed, "Don't bother, just let me hold you."
Song Xiang shrank back again and closed his eyes to feel his heartbeat.
I was very frightened during the day. I suddenly relaxed and felt sleepy.
Yan Han saw that she had been silent, and when he lowered his head, he saw that she was asleep.
He carefully covered her with a quilt and raised his hand to turn off the bedside lamp.
…
Song Xiang fell asleep in a daze. When he opened his eyes, he found no one around him and pushed himself up.
"Xiangxiang..." A soft voice came from behind.
She turned around and was shocked to see that it was Xu Shuyan.
"Mother?"
What's going on?
Xu Shuyan sat on the sofa, ignored her, repeated Xiang Xiang over and over again, and vaguely said other things.
Before Song Xiang could figure it out, he got out of bed barefoot, walked to Xu Shuyan, and grabbed her hand.
"Renhe... August..."
After vaguely hearing these words, Song Xiang was a little confused. For a moment, she forgot about taboos and called her mother several times in a row.
Xu Shuyan was still in a daze. When she heard her calling her mother, her eyes suddenly widened and turned blood red, like a hungry ghost in hell. The next second, he grabbed her neck with both hands.
The nails dug deeply into her flesh, making her scalp numb with pain.
"Go to hell!"
His vision went dark, and his body fell heavily.
"don't want!!!"
Brush once and open your eyes.
"What's wrong?"
There was a voice behind her, and Song Xiang shuddered. When she turned around, she saw that it was Yan Han who had been awakened by her.
Just now... it was a dream.
She opened her mouth, without hesitation, hugged Yan Han.
"It's okay, I'm here."
The man patted her back, repeated it over and over again, and softly comforted her.
Song Xiang gasped for air, Xu Shuyan's resentful eyes were still in her mind.
Yan Han got out of bed and went to get her a glass of water.
He hugged her with one arm and asked, "Did you have a nightmare?"
Song Xiang nodded dully, leaned into his arms and drank water, still holding his collar.
After a long time, I gradually came back to my senses.
A few words flashed through her mind, and she took her cell phone in while going to the bathroom.
She opened the photo album and found the note Yang Yukun had given her a long time ago when she took the photo.
There is Xu Shuyan's handwriting on it, which is crooked but very clear.
——Renhe, August 1st.
She didn't understand it at the time, but thinking about it now, it might have been the place and time she was picked up.
He made a fist with one hand and pressed it against his forehead, exhausted.
He said he didn't care, but the moment he knew he picked it up, his subconscious mind already existed.