After cleaning up the kitchen, Ye Lancheng did not go back to his room, but went straight to the study. In the afternoon, he went home directly after inspecting the shopping mall. He had not had time to deal with the company's emails, so it was inevitable to work a late shift in the evening.
An Zhisu took a bath in the bathroom, washed her hair, took out the new skin care products that Song Jiaren bought for her today, and applied herself to skin care. Finally, she blow-dried her hair. An hour had passed since all the hard work.
Before Ye Lancheng returned to his room, An Zhisu guessed that he had gone to the study to handle official business, so he did not wait for him, but leaned on the bed and read for a while, and went to bed at ten o'clock. On the second night of the wedding, An Zhisu
She slept more peacefully on Ye Lancheng's big bed. When Ye Lancheng returned to the room, she had already fallen into a deep sleep. Ye Lancheng stepped lightly and put the tray brought up from downstairs on her bedside table. There were half of the tray in it.
A cup of cold boiling water and an insulated hot water bottle are convenient
An Zhisu woke up again in the middle of the night coughing and drank water.
An Zhisu was unaware of all this. She slept extremely deeply, but in the middle of the night, her relaxed eyebrows gradually twisted up, as if she had had a bad dream. Her lying body gradually curled up, and her mouth
There was also a faint sound of fear coming from inside.
Ye Lancheng, who had always slept lightly, was undoubtedly disturbed from his dream again. His dark eyes like pools opened in the dark night, and he saw An Zhisu curled up into a ball facing him, his brows almost twisted into a ball of twine.
Having nightmares?
Doubt flashed across Ye Lancheng's dark eyes.
"Sihan...Sihan..." A strange name was shouted from An Zhisu's mouth. The voice was very small, but in the extremely quiet bedroom, Ye Lancheng still heard it clearly.
Sihan?
Doubts flashed across Ye Lancheng's dark eyes again.
"Sihan..."
An Zhisu fell into a dreamlike dream. She drove the car quickly on the dark road without any street lights. She was very anxious and worried about He Sihan's safety. She kept raising the speed again and again, and it was already long ago.
Speeding without knowing it.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of the bright car lights. An Zhisu was shocked and stepped on the brakes reflexively. The tires made a sharp and ear-piercing sound when they rubbed against the ground. An Zhisu felt that his eardrums were about to burst in pain.
Bang!
There was a sharp friction sound mixed with a muffled sound, and the person in front of the car was thrown up high, like a parabola. After reaching the highest point, he suddenly fell to the ground. A streak of bright red blood slipped in front of An Zhisu's eyes.
An Zhisu screamed in her dream, and a thought flashed through her mind: She hit someone! She hit someone with her car! She hit someone to death!
No, no, maybe he's not dead, maybe he just fainted.
An Zhisu took a chance, got out of the car and ran over with trembling legs. She saw the person lying face down on the ground, covered with blood. The blood trickled from the other person's body like running water.
come out.
It's a man!
An Zhisu's legs gave way and she knelt on the ground. She used up the greatest courage in her life and turned the lying man over with trembling hands. The man's blood-soaked face was instantly reflected in An Zhisu's big, frightened eyes.
He Sihan!
"ah……"
An Zhisu was frightened to death by the bloody He Sihan in her dream. Her screams cut through the silence of the bedroom, penetrated Ye Lancheng's eardrums, and made Ye Lancheng directly frown.
"Sihan...Sihan...Sihan..." An Zhisu's screams were followed by nightmare-like cries. She seemed to be trapped in a dream, and she was exerting all her strength, but she couldn't wake up.
Ye Lancheng had never seen anyone else have nightmares. The indifferent person was also startled by An Zhisu. He quickly held her shoulders and shook her gently: "Zhisu, wake up, Zhisu, wake up."
The voice seemed to reach her ears from the distant sky, penetrated An Zhisu's nightmare, and cast a bright light on her body. An Zhisu sat up almost instantly and screamed: "Sihan!"
An Zhisu, you killed someone, you killed He Sihan.
An Zhisu, you killed He Sihan.
An Zhisu, why did you hit He Sihan to death?
An Zhisu, you are mentally ill, you have a disease, you have killed someone.
Sounds like demons from hell kept echoing in An Zhisu's ears. An Zhisu's eyes were red with excitement and her whole body was trembling. She covered her ears, but she couldn't stop those demonic sounds from penetrating her eardrums.
Ye Lancheng finally realized that her mood was wrong, and immediately put his hand on her shoulder: "Zhisu, it's just a dream, calm down."
Someone suddenly touched her body, and An Zhisu seemed to have been accidentally stepped on by the tail. She jumped up from the bed, jumped onto the sofa next to her like a rabbit, curled up and murmured to herself.
"I didn't, I didn't, it wasn't me, it wasn't me..."
Ye Lancheng stayed for a moment, then quickly got out of bed, wanting to go over and hug her to help her get out of the nightmare.
"Do not touch me!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as Ye Lancheng stretched out his hand, An Zhisu quickly jumped back on the bed and shrank between the two pillows, like a little white rabbit hiding from the hunter: "Don't come over, I'm not sick, I don't want to take medicine, I
Don't give me an injection..." An Zhisu was frightened. She covered her ears and became more and more incoherent: "Don't force me, I don't plead guilty, I didn't kill anyone, I'm not mentally ill. I don't know, I don't remember.
,No, it’s not me, why don’t you believe me...Dad, you believe me, Dad,
Please help me..."
Mental illness?
kill?
Ye Lancheng's usually clear black eyes were also covered with a layer of fog. He remembered what the woman who was looking for trouble with An Zhisu said in the mall today. She said that An Zhisu was mentally ill and that she had killed someone.
Could it be that those words inspired An Zhisu to have a nightmare?
At this time, looking at An Zhisu who was obviously emotionally disturbed, Ye Lancheng did not think that An Zhisu was mentally abnormal. He just felt that she was frightened by the devil and her mind was trapped in a nightmare.
Ye Lancheng's eyes flashed with distress that he was not even aware of. He no longer cared about An Zhisu's fear and stretched out his long arms to pull her into his arms.
An Zhisu screamed and struggled with his hands and feet. His nails accidentally left several scratches on Ye Lancheng's neck.
Ye Lancheng ignored these minor injuries and held her wrist to prevent her from struggling. But An Zhisu didn't know where the strength came from, and he was able to break free from Ye Lancheng's restraints, and there were a few more nail scratches on his arms and the back of his hands.
mark.
"I don't want to take medicine, you don't want to give me medicine." An Zhisu seemed to be completely immersed in self-fantasy, thinking that Ye Lancheng was the doctor who forced her to take medicine.
Ye Lancheng really had no choice but to use all his grappling, and directly threw An Zhisu down and pinned her struggling legs with his legs. He pressed her arms above her head with one hand, and held her arms above her head with the other hand.
He held her chin, and his voice sank into the cold pool: "An Zhisu, wake up!" Ye Lancheng's voice was like a sharp sword, the blade was unsheathed, and the demon retreated. The demonic sound in An Zhisu's ears dissipated in an instant.
Finally, the whole world fell into a deathly silence.