Ye Yixing had been awake for an hour. He called Luo Suian dozens of times but couldn't get through. He was so anxious that he felt angry.
As soon as Xia Song came in, she saw that her son was awake, and she was pleasantly surprised: "Yixing, you finally woke up. Mommy was scared to death. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Ye Yixing was interrupted from thinking and raised his head in confusion: "What's wrong with me?
Why did you sleep for so long?"
Xia Song told him about his situation, and finally asked him: "What are you dreaming about?"
Was he dreaming?
Ye Yixing tried hard to recall, but he seemed to have seen some fragments here and there. It seemed that a girl in a red wedding dress jumped down from the high city wall. After landing, a flower bloomed out of her blood, which was bigger than the wedding dress on her body.
The colors are all red, and the red is dazzling.
He wanted to see the girl's face clearly, but he couldn't see it clearly, but he could clearly feel his heartache, as if the girl was inextricably linked to him.
"Can't you remember?"
Seeing that he didn't speak for a while, Xia Song asked.
Ye Yixing shook his head: "I can't remember clearly what I dreamed about."
Xia Song was a little regretful, thinking that he had entered the dreamland of his previous life this time. Not to mention other things, at least he could know what the princess looked like, or even worse, what her name was. As a result, his son had a lonely dream and could not remember anything.
.
But regrettably, there was nothing that could be done. Xia Song did not hesitate, touched his son's head and asked, "Are you hungry?"
Go downstairs and have something to eat, your grandparents are very worried about you."
Ye Yixing put Luo Suian's affairs aside for the time being and followed Xia Song downstairs.
The whole family was still asleep, so they all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that he was awake.
An Zhisu quickly asked the servant to bring out the food left for him, while Ye Xingjian and Ye Xiaoqiao circled around him.
Ye Yixing went to eat first, and then came over to talk to everyone.
Seeing that he was in good spirits and showed no signs of getting sick, the family felt relieved.
Seeing that it was getting late, Ye Lancheng sent the children to bed. Tomorrow was Xiao Qing's wedding, so they all had to go there early.
Ye Yixing wanted to ask Ye Lancheng if he had any connections with the police system in Baicheng. He wanted to ask Luo Qingshan about committing suicide by jumping off a building, so he offered to send him and An Zhisu back to their room.
Ye Lancheng knew the character of his eldest grandson. When he reached the door of the room, he took the initiative and asked, "Is there something you want to tell me alone?"
When his grandson is older, An Zhisu will not ask about everything. He will enter the room first after hearing the words, leaving room for his grandson to talk.
Ye Yixing then said: "Grandpa, do you have any connections with the Baicheng police system?
I want to inquire about something."
Ye Lancheng didn't even ask him what he wanted to inquire about. He just took his mobile phone and sent him a number: "This man is the chief of the Baicheng Police Headquarters. If you have anything, just ask him."
"Thank you, grandpa. Then you can rest early."
Ye Yixing took a few steps back and turned to leave. Although he was not in a hurry, Ye Lancheng could tell that he was in a hurry to make a phone call.
This was the first time he saw his eldest grandson in a hurry, so Ye Lancheng entered the house out of curiosity.
An Zhisu hadn't gone to take a shower yet. As soon as he came in, she asked, "What's wrong with Yixing?"
"I wonder if something happened to one of my friends in Baicheng. He asked me for a relationship. I looked very anxious."
Ye Lancheng said.
An Zhisu was also surprised at once: "He is also in a hurry?
Didn't you ask anything?"
"I'm not that nosy."
Ye Lan became the Taoist.
An Zhisu was speechless. If you don't gossip, I will gossip.
But gossip is gossip, and she won't insist on asking about things that Ye Yixing doesn't take the initiative to talk about. Again, when her grandson is older and has his own social circle, his parents rarely get involved, and they are even less likely to become grandparents.