Chapter 2258: The memory in the dream is true or false

"You have been sitting here for a long time!" Shi Shaoqin said with a slight frown.
Graphite Chen looked at Shi Shaoqin, "You have been busy for a long time!"
Shi Shaoqin lowered his eyes and chuckled, "Going to dinner together?"
"I haven't drank the juice yet..." Graphite Chen said, picking up the juice and planning to drink it.
Shi Shaoqin frowned slightly, "Can you still eat with such a cup?"
"You can eat less..." Graphite Chen said as he wanted to drink.
"Star..." Shi Shaoqin was helpless, it was a feeling that he knew exactly what Graphite Chen was going to do, but he could only get into the set, "I drink, you eat with your stomach!"
Graphite Chen immediately put down the cup and handed it to Shi Shaoqin, with a pair of clear eyes with a hint of cunning.
When the breath that filled the cup filled his nose with a somewhat unbearable smell, Shi Shao discovered that he never touched or had the chance to appear in front of him in this life strange food, because Star, not only Only appeared, he was lucky enough to taste it.
The strange smell stimulated the taste buds to slide into the throat, and the breath that filled his mouth, Shi Shaoqin felt that he would have no appetite after waiting.
But because he has to eat with Star, he has no appetite, so he has to eat calmly...
Otherwise, the anger in Star's heart would be too much.
At the entrance steps, one big and one small are harmonious.
Shi Juxi, who just went to the restaurant, heard that the corners of her mouth were dyed with a warm smile when she heard that graphite had ordered a glass of mixed juice.
"They don't know how many times they have played such a game, but they are still full of joy." Shi Juxi sat down in the chair.
The restaurant butler smiled and put a glass of water in his hand, "Even though I have drunk many times, but Young Master Qin is still not used to the taste."
"It's a problem if you can get used to it." Shi Juxi shook his head, "Star is mixed every time, and the taste is so unique every time. It's hard to get used to..."
As soon as these words came out, the servants who served in the restaurant all smiled, and because of the punishment of graphite Chen, they became diffuse and solemn, as if they were also gradually disappearing...
...
Los Angeles.
The night was dark, and at midnight, there was a sudden wind, and the air seemed to be gradually filled with moisture...
The leaves were rustled by the increasing wind, and under the night light, the shadow fell on the lawn whirling, revealing a sense of indescribable desolation.
Ye Ziyu gradually grasped the quilt with her hands, tightening tightly, as if something was dragging her to a place, and that place was she resisted.
"Dad...I want to have a few words with..., OK..."
"I'm afraid if I don't say it, there will be no chance... Dad, please..."
Ye Ziyu's eyebrows were condensed tightly, and the eyes were scarlet, as if they were stained with blood.
She wants to see who is talking, so sad and weak?
She also wanted to see who was the girl's father, and why didn't she agree to the girl's request... But, because of the blood in front of her eyes, she couldn't see anything.
Who does the girl want to talk to?
I didn't hear the name of that person...
"This is a map... You go from here, the fastest... Don't worry about me, Dad won't care about me... Go away!"
"There is no time, go, I beg you... go!"
"I don't regret falling in love with you, nor do I regret what I did for you... But I don't know what I am going to do, he is really my father..."
The choked cry brought the girl's desperate grief. Such a voice seemed to be a small needle every word, and it pierced into Ye Ziyu's heart. The painful hand of her holding the quilt became tighter and tighter.
Zizi Yu's breathing became heavier and heavier, and her closed eyes trembled because of fear and resistance to the things in her dreams.
"Who are you? Who are you?"
Ye Ziyu's soft whispering voice overflowed his lips, and he couldn't resist it with fear...
"I don't want to listen, don't listen... who are you... go away, I don't want to listen!"
"Where am I, let me out, let me out..."
Ye Ziyu started shaking his head, trying to get rid of all the sounds in the dream.
However, the repeated words seemed to have been spelled, and she couldn't get rid of it no matter what.
"Xiye..."
There was a voice coming from my ear, with solemn worry.
Ye Ziyu still shook her head hard, she wanted to escape the girl's grief and the voice that pushed herself into desperation, but no matter what she did, she couldn't escape...
"Xiye, wake up!" Ling Yiyan gently pushed Ye Ziyu, with a heavy expression on his cold face, "Ling Xiye!"
"what!"
Just as Ling Yiyan shouted the name with annoyance in the low voice of Ling Yiyan, Ye Ziyu screamed, with a ‘brush’, and suddenly opened his eyes...
She was panting, looking at the roof, her eyes lost in focus.
"Xiye?" Ling Yiyan curled his eyebrows and looked at Ye Ziyu, who knew he had a nightmare. He frowned and took the cup on the bedside table, holding up Ye Ziyu and said, "Drink your mouth water and press it."
Ye Ziyu didn't respond, but looked at Ling Yiyan sluggishly.
"Come on, drink water..." Ling Yiyan brought the water cup to Ye Ziyu's lips, and his voice was soft and coaxing.
Ye Ziyu took two sips obediently, pushed aside the cup slightly, and swallowed hard...only then eased slightly.
"Have a nightmare?" Ling Yiyan asked knowingly.
Ye Ziyu closed his eyes and swallowed again. After opening, he nodded.
"I heard that there will be some restless sleep in the early stages of pregnancy, it seems to be true." Ling Yiyan said with a slight eyebrow.
Ye Ziyu took the cup and drank again, only to fully wake up, "When did the big brother come back?"
"Just now," Ling Yiyan said, "come back to pick up things, pass by your room, and hear movement inside."
Ling Yiyan looked at Ye Ziyu, whose forehead was completely in a dense cold sweat, thinking, if it wasn't for him to come back, would she have been supported by the nightmare?
"Is it too much mental pressure?" Ling Yiyan took the cup in Ye Ziyu's hand and placed it on the bedside table. "Or...I dreamed because of pregnancy?"
"It's probably because of pregnancy!" Ye Ziyu said with a twitching corner of her mouth.
"Would you like to get up and relax, eldest brother will go down and get you some supper?" Ling Yiyan asked.
Ye Ziyu nodded.
Ling Yiyan got up, "I'll go downstairs and wait for you."
"Yeah." Ye Ziyu replied, got out of bed to find a small cardigan and put it on, then went downstairs.
The wind ‘huhu’ outside fell on Ye Ziyu’s heart, revealing a heavy anxiety.
After waking up, the sound in the dream did not disappear, and it was still very clear.
However, there is only sound, nothing...
She doesn't know if those sounds are real or just dreams...
It's just that because of those sad voices, her sadness is about to suffocate at this moment!
Will that be her memory? Why does she feel such a real existence?