Chapter 1090: Very sweet

The light in the living room is not fully turned on, but one side is lit, so it still looks dim in the living room.
And Tang Zhen was sitting on the sofa with a glass of cold water in his hand, as if he was thinking about something, his face was lost.
"Dad, how come you haven't slept so late?" Tang Nuanhua asked curiously when he saw this.
"Painting?"
Tang Zhen was a little surprised when he saw his daughter.
Then he smiled awkwardly and said, "Dad doesn't know why. Tonight, I feel inexplicably unable to sleep. Thinking that you and Yan'er are coming home, I feel full and happy in my heart."
Then he asked, "Hua'er, why are you still asleep? Is it because you can't sleep in the bed at home."
"No, I had a nightmare...woke up scared." Tang Nuanhua explained.
As for what happened in the dream, Tang Nuanhua naturally wouldn't tell his father, so as not to worry.
She just procrastinated, and after receiving a glass of cold water by the drinking fountain, she walked to her father's side.
Then she gently snuggled into her father's arms and yelled softly, "Dad."
Tang Zhen felt a warmth in his heart, so he reached out and patted her thin back soothingly, and said softly, "You kid, there is a problem that hasn't changed since childhood, that is, you like to have nightmares. When you were young, you had nightmares. I would wake up in the middle of the night to drink cold water, and it’s still the same now."
"And every time I have nightmares, it works well..."
Tang Nuanhua muttered to herself, with a worrying void in her eyes, then she suddenly looked up at her father and asked, "Dad, you said you dreamed that someone was shot, what is the omen?"
"Shoot?" Tang Zhen frowned suspiciously.
"Yeah." Tang Nuan nodded his head.
Tang Zhen suddenly asked strangely, "Hua'er, don't you dream of something unexpected happening to Jing Yi, right?"
"How do you know?" Tang Nuan painting was stunned.
She just said a dream about herself, but there was no mention of Li Jingyi in a word.
As everyone knows, who is a father does not know his children?
Especially Tang Zhen. Tang Nuan's paintings grew up under his nose. Although Tang Nuan's paintings were very rebellious for a while, Tang Zhen's temperament was all in his eyes.
At this time, Tang Zhen had no choice but to laugh, "Except for what will worry you about Jing Yi's nightmare, who else can worry you so much?"
"I..." Tang Nuan was speechless.
Tang Zhen continued to laugh, "Painting, do you remember how resistant you were when your father married you to Jing Yi at the beginning? At that time, you were angry with your father, saying that you would rather die than marry Jing. Yi's."
"At that time, seeing that you were so firm, my father actually had some regrets in his heart, worrying about marrying you to Jing Yi, whether he really wronged you."
"But now it seems that this is probably the most correct decision in my life."
"Seeing that the relationship between you and Jing Yi has become deeper day by day, Dad is also relieved."
For Tang Zhen, as long as his daughter is very happy, he is satisfied.
"Dad...well, are you digressing?" Tang Nuan painted embarrassedly at this time.
What she just said was clearly about dreams, but after talking about it, Tang Zhen began to sigh alone.
"Ahem!"
Tang Zhen couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and then he quickly quibbled, "Isn't Dad feeling very emotional, okay, since you don't want to hear Dad say this, then I will analyze your dream for you."
Then Tang Zhen began to analyze patiently, "You just said that you dreamed that someone was shot and killed, huh, painting, do you know that there is a saying that means that dreams and reality are opposite."
"can……"
Tang Nuanhua wanted to say that every time he dreamed, something bad happened.
But before he could speak, his father interrupted again.
Tang Zhen was particularly kind, touching the head of Tang Nuan's painting, and his old voice comforted patiently, "Painting, Dad knows that Jing Yi has been on a business trip during this period of time. You must be very strange and worried in your heart. It’s normal to have some dreams about him when he misses too much."
"But Huaer, didn't dad just say that, dreams and reality are the opposite.
Maybe you dreamed of what happened to Jing Yi in your dream, but in real life, maybe he will finish the work there and come back to you soon? "
Tang Zhen comforted his daughter gently, hoping that through his own words, he could make his daughter feel better.
"Oh...maybe so."
Tang Nuanhua had to sigh at this time. She knew her father and didn't realize what she was worried about.
But this is not to blame my father, because only she knows how effective her dreams are.
Coupled with the fact that she called Li Jingyi in person just now, the news of the shutdown came from Li Jingyi, this is the reason why she is more anxious.
But the current situation seems that no matter how anxious Tang Nuan's paintings are, it is useless.
Tang Zhen continued to calm down patiently, "After finishing the painting, you should have a good night's sleep in the middle of the night. Go back and rest quickly. Don't think about the things that are missing. Jing Yi will definitely be safe. "
hope so.
Tang Nuanhua replied softly in her heart, although her worries did not alleviate much.
But then, Tang Nuanhua didn't want to worry about his father anymore, so after drinking cold water, he went upstairs.
After returning to the room, Tang Nuan's painting still tossed and turned, without sleep all night.
...
The next day, abroad.
Jialian got up early in the morning. After waking up, she opened the curtains for the first time. Seeing that the sun had just risen outside and the air was very cool, she couldn't help feeling refreshed.
Then Jialian thought of Li Jingyi again, and also of the dream last night.
Yes, she dreamed of Li Jingyi.
And it's still a very sweet dream.
In the dream, she got her wish. After Li Jingyi recovered from her injury, she asked Li Jingyi to be together, and Li Jingyi agreed, and they lived happily ever after.
Even when she woke up, Jialian had an uncontrollable smile on her face.
As long as she thought of Li Jingyi, she felt that she was surrounded by pink bubbles all over her body.
That man, shouldn't he really be the object God gave him?
And the dream last night, is it just a reminder from God?
Oh my God, if that's the case, that would be great!
Thinking of this, Jialian felt even more satisfied.
Then she didn't feel sleepy, and after washing up, she went straight downstairs.