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Chapter Two Hundred and Terrible Nightmare

Teng Weixiang looked at the flame-like mark on Zhan Lele's arm. He reached out and rubbed the mark a little harder, and found that it was not a tattoo at all, but actually grew on the skin.

"Lele, what is this mark on your arm? Why do I feel like I have seen it somewhere?" Teng Weixiang was very familiar with the flame mark in front of him. He always felt that he had seen it somewhere before, but for a moment he was confused. Can not remember.

Zhan Lele turned her attention to the mark on her arm. She shook her head slightly and sighed: "I don't know either. This has been on my body since I was a child. It seems to be a birthmark."

"Birthmark, this birthmark looks very familiar. I seem to have seen it somewhere. Where is it?" Teng Weixiang stared at the birthmark on Zhan Lele's body, frowning slightly as he recalled it.

Zhan Lele disagreed. There were still many security guards around. She didn't want to expose her arms under the torn sleeves in front of so many security guards. It always felt weird.[

"Okay, Wei Xiang, this is just a birthmark. It has no meaning. We must be careful in the future. This woman will definitely appear again." Zhan Lele stood in front of Teng Weixiang and looked at Teng Weixiang and said.

Teng Weixiang stretched out his hand and gently stroked Zhan Lele's face, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I will never let anyone hurt you again."

Zhan Lele's beautiful face was immediately filled with a happy smile. She threw herself into Teng Weixiang's arms, feeling so moved that she wanted to cry.

Suddenly, Zhan Lele thought of what happened in the morning. She quickly stood up from Teng Weixiang's arms and said apologetically to Teng Weixiang: "Wei Xiang, I have something to tell you, but you have to promise. I will never be angry."

When Teng Weixiang heard what Zhan Lele said, he immediately nodded and smiled softly: "Tell me, I will never be angry with you."

After getting Teng Weixiang's promise, Zhan Lele happily published what happened this morning without even leaving out the details.

Listening to Zhan Lele's words, Teng Weixiang's handsome brows wrinkled slightly. He looked at Zhan Lele and said, "So that's it, but don't you find it strange?"

"Strange, what's so strange?" Zhan Le was delighted to see that Teng Weixiang would say such a sentence, and couldn't help asking.

Teng Weixiang stared at Zhan Lele's eyes and said with some concern: "Lele, think about it, Ouyang lives in the east of the city, and you live in the suburbs. Even if he wants to run in the morning, This distance is too far, and... and all these things coincidentally seem to have been specially arranged."

"No way, how could such a thing be arranged?!" Zhan Lele listened to Teng Weixiang's analysis, and a look of surprise immediately appeared on his little face.

Teng Weixiang smiled faintly, stretched out his hand to stroke Zhan Lele's little nose, and said with a smile: "Lele, Ouyang is not a simple person. As long as he wants something, he will definitely try his best to get it. He and I once He's a classmate, I know him very well, believe me, if you can, try to stay away from this person in the future, okay?"

When Zhan Lele saw that Teng Weixiang cared so much about him, his heart suddenly warmed up. He nodded quickly and said, "Wei Xiang, I understand. I will never deal with this Ouyang easily again in the future, and I will try my best to stay away from him."

Originally, Teng Weixiang was still angry with Zhan Lele because of what happened in the morning, but now after Rose made such a fuss, such trivial matters seemed insignificant.

Only then did Teng Weixiang realize that Zhan Lele had already occupied an important position in his heart. It was very important.

After everything was packed up, Teng Weixiang called home and told his mother that he would have a rest at the company tonight and would not go home. Naturally, Zhan Lele did not go home either, so they slept in the suite of the company office.

But that night, Zhan Lele just lay down in Teng Weixiang's arms, and the two hugged each other tightly.

Feeling Teng Weixiang's warm body, Zhan Lele's restless heart gradually calmed down, his tense nerves relaxed, and he gradually fell into a dream.

But this night, Zhan Lele slept very uneasily. She had been dreaming a strange dream since she first entered the dream.

In the dream, she had a pair of wings and was flying freely in the sky, overlooking everything below.[

Suddenly, she saw a terrifying scene. She saw two black cars driving forward quickly, one behind the other.

A figure stood out from the car behind. He held a pistol and kept firing at the car in front. From time to time, he spoke words that Zhan Lele could not understand, which seemed to be in English.

Soon after, the tire of the car in front may have been punctured, the car braked violently and skidded, then hit a rock and stopped.

The car behind quickly came to a stop, and two tall blond men with blue eyes came to the front of the car, reached out to open the door, and dragged a blond man out of the car in front.

They seemed to be scolding and asking something, but Zhan Lele couldn't understand it and just watched anxiously.

The two foreign men asked the man to kneel on the ground and put their pistols against his forehead as if to threaten him.

The man who was kneeling on the ground was more stubborn. He didn't call for help, he just opened his mouth and said something.

The two men holding pistols immediately became furious and fired with a bang...

"Ah!" Zhan Lele exclaimed in fright when he saw the quilt going through the man's head.

When she opened her eyes again, she found that she was sitting on the bed, and Teng Weixiang was lying quietly beside him.

Zhan Lele's sudden shout woke up Teng Weixiang who was sleeping. He sat up, reached out to caress Zhan Lele, and comforted: "Lele, what's wrong with you? Are you having a nightmare?"

Seeing Teng Weixiang's gentle expression, Zhan Lele fell sideways into his arms, nodded, and said with lingering fear: "Wei Xiang, I had a very strange dream, a very scary dream."

"Fool, it's just a dream, don't be afraid." Teng Weixiang reached out and held Zhan Lele in his arms, comforting him with a smile.

Zhan Lele shook his head and said: "Wei Xiang, that dream doesn't seem to be fake. I feel like it's real. It's really scary. It's like I've experienced it myself. I've never done anything like this." Dreams are really strange."

Seeing Zhan Lele's panicked look, Teng Weixiang asked her to tell her the scene she dreamed about.

Zhan Lele described the dream to Teng Weixiang, and then said: "Wei Xiang, that's it. Although it was a dream, when the two foreigners killed the third person, the scene was so clear that it seemed to be playing out in my eyes. Generally, it’s really terrible.”

When Teng Weixiang listened to Zhan Lele's story about the strange dream, he also felt very strange. However, Teng Weixiang soon felt relieved and said to Zhan Lele: "Lele, let's do this. If you are really uneasy, Let’s go meet someone tomorrow.”

"Going to meet someone, who is it?" Zhan Lele looked at Teng Weixiang and asked.

Teng Weixiang smiled softly and said: "A very knowledgeable person. He knows a lot and has a good way of interpreting dreams and measuring words. Maybe he can tell you what that dream means."

Teng Weixiang is the kind of person who does what he says. The next day, he explained the company's affairs to Wu Zhaochen, and then took Zhan Lele to meet the mysterious man.

Although Zhan Lele kept asking Teng Weixiang who that person was, Teng Weixiang always kept silent. This made Zhan Lele very unhappy, and he simply pouted and ignored Teng Weixiang.

Teng Weixiang was unhappy when he saw Zhan Lele, and quickly told her something about that person: "Lele, actually I know very little about this person. I only know that it happened a long time ago. At that time, I was still Very rarely, one day I went out to do errands with my father, and then I came home alone. It was already dark by that time, and just as my car was about to turn into an alley, a figure rushed out from the side, and then He fell in front of my car. I quickly asked the driver to stop, and then got out of the car to check if the man was okay. But when I saw his appearance clearly, I found that he was covered in blood and had been hit a lot. The gunshot wound looked no different from that of a dead person. Originally, I wanted to call the police, but that person used my only glimmer of consciousness to tell me not to call the police, and also asked me to save him. I was too young at the time, and I just felt that he It was pitiful, so I asked the driver to take him to my personal doctor to help him treat his wounds. Later, his injuries were almost healed, so he wanted to repay me. At that time, my father was not running a lot of hotels, so he gave him to his father. I came up with a few ideas, and sure enough, after my father adopted this person’s idea, the business of Longxiang International Hotel has been going smoothly ever since, and it soon became an internationally renowned large enterprise.”[

"Ha, it turns out that you once saved that mysterious man, Wei Xiang, you have quite a lot of stories." Zhan Lele felt that Teng Weixiang was not simple the more he looked at it, and said with a smile.

Teng Weixiang stretched out his hand and pinched Zhan Lele's little nose gently, and said with a smile: "Don't make fun of me yet, I think you are more mysterious, Lele, you know, when you don't speak, there is something about you It will give off an indescribable feeling, which is really shocking.”

"Ah, there is such a thing, no way, why can't I feel it?" Zhan Le was happy to see that Teng Weixiang made himself so mysterious, and immediately asked.

"Haha, of course you can't feel it yourself." Teng Weixiang laughed, and then as if he remembered something, he said to Zhan Lele: "By the way, Lele, this mysterious person I'm talking about doesn't speak Chinese very well. So when the time comes, you should try to speak slower to him, you know?"

"Ah, his Chinese is not good, he is not Chinese?" Zhan Lele asked quickly.

Teng Weixiang did not shake his head or nod, but said calmly: "He looks Chinese, but from the way he speaks English, he should be British."

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