Chapter 187: Inferiority Female @ 校园 男 神 26

In my sleep, Xia Yichu had a dream.
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In the dream, the rain and mist, the sky was gloomy, and it was raining lightly.
That place seemed like a cemetery.
A man in a black suit emerged from the black car at the foot of the mountain. He was slender, supported by a black umbrella, carrying a handful of white lilies, raised his foot along the stretch of road, and slowly walked towards Go up the mountain.
Xia Yichu found that it is a bit weird today.
She was not a person or anything else. It seemed to be the perspective of God, like the eyes in the clouds. Looking from the top to the bottom, her involuntary eyes fell on the man in the suit.
He was holding a black umbrella, and Xia Yichu could not see his features, but he could feel that he was a meticulous person in his life from his flat and unwrinkled clothes.
The huge cemetery, he walked in the wind and rain alone.
Finally, he came to a new grave, crouched down on his body, and gently placed the lily flower he had been holding in his arms.
Xia Yichu didn't know what was wrong with him, as if suddenly felt an unusually strong sorrow and sadness, rising slowly from his heart.
She felt as if her body had been restored to freedom, like a breeze, unconstrained.
She supported her light body, flew out of the clouds, and gradually approached the man on the graveyard.
As she got closer, she finally saw clearly that the black and white photo pasted on the stone monument in front of the grave had a light smile on her good looks, and a little innocence and childishness flowed from her brows, It is actually what she looks like in this world.
This is her own grave.
The man half-squatting in front of the grave stretched out his fair and slender hand, stroking it carefully on the stone tablet with a touch of indescribable tenderness.
Xia Yichu looked at him, but he could only see the pale chin under his black umbrella.
The man squatted in front of the grave for a long time. After a long while, he got up and turned down the path on the way down the mountain.
He didn't say a word and never spoke, but he gave Xia Yichu an inexplicable familiarity.
His decision to walk with a cold spirit, but Xia Yichu was very uncomfortable.
She followed closely behind him, trying to see what he looked like.
Until he followed him to the foot of the mountain, the driver standing next to the black car took over his umbrella, opened the door respectfully, and asked him to enter. Xia Yichu finally saw his in the mist. appearance.
It was Zhang's mature and stubborn look. Although she was as thin as a bone, she recognized the other's identity at a glance.
The man who was originally sitting in the car suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction where Xia Yichu was. His expression was cold and expressionless.
The black car started and left here slowly.
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This dream is too weird, and it also seems to give Xia Yichu an illusion of empathy, so that she actually frowns on the bed in reality, her expression is very uncomfortable.
When Gu Yusheng came in from the outside, he saw that Xia Yichu looked like a nightmare. He strode forward and touched Xia Yichu's forehead. He quickly took off his clothes and went into the bed. Xia Yichu hugged tightly in his arms.
I don't know if it was because of the familiar cold fragrance on Gu Yusheng's body. Xia Yichu, who was a little uneasy in his sleep, gradually tightened his brow, even breathing began to stretch evenly.
When Xia Yichu woke up, he woke up in Gu Yusheng's warm and loving embrace.
As soon as she moved, Gu Yusheng opened her eyes immediately, her eyes were clear, she didn't look awake at all.
"Awake?" Gu Yusheng asked.
"Um." Xia Yichu gave a light reply and leaned into Gu Yusheng's arms.
In that sleep, the blurry dream scenes also began to emerge in Xia Yichu's mind one by one.
Xia Yichu reached out and covered his heart. After sleeping in that place, there was no previous discomfort, but Xia Yichu felt empty in his heart and felt very uncomfortable.
Gu Yusheng noticed Xia Yichu's frowning expression, Lika asked, "What's wrong? Are you unwell?"
"It's okay, even if something feels inexplicable, I don't know how to say it." Xia Yichu shook his head and took the hand on his heart.
She didn't look like she was hiding something from him. Gu Yusheng bowed her head and kissed Xia Yichu's forehead. She turned and shifted the topic to expose this: "Get up first, call Charlotte tonight, let's go out Have a meal. "
"Um." Xia Yichu nodded, and the two came down from the bed one after the other.
After the two had packed themselves and left the room, they watched Charlotte sitting on the sofa in the lobby, holding his cellphone tightly, frowning, as if thinking about something.
Although Xia Yichu only realized this person today, he can still feel that he should be a thoughtless, lively and cheerful teenager.
Now, with a solemn and sorrowful expression on his face, it really didn't look right for him.
Xia Yichu looked towards Gu Yusheng. Gu Yusheng shook his head slightly at her, apparently he didn't know what happened to Charlotte.
When Xia Yichu was struggling to say hello to Charlotte, Charlotte, who had been thinking about things, had noticed both of them in advance.
"Sun and sister." Charlotte's eyes fell on Xia Yichu's body, and what he was going to say next seemed to him a little difficult to tell.
"Huh?" Xia Yichu said a little, slightly confused.
Speaking sooner or later, you have to talk about it. Things have already happened, and he will leave later, and he can't hide it, so let's just say it directly!
Charlotte calmed herself a few words in her heart, raised her hand to Xia Yichu, motioned to her cell phone, and said, "My mother just called and asked me to go back quickly."
Xia Yichu's eyes fell on Charlotte's body, and he motioned him to continue to say, but he was puzzled by Charlotte to go home, why should he explain to himself so deeply.
Charlotte sighed softly and slowly said, "My mother said that Brother Xia Zhan's Air Flight 696 crashed in the Pacific this morning."
Charlotte's words, like a bomb, instantly exploded in Xia Yichu's mind, making her body tremble involuntarily, and her mind was blank.
In the large hall, none of them spoke, and they were so silent that they could almost hear the sound of falling silver needles.