Chapter 383: Still a dream?

"here is?"
"Relax, there is me here." The burly man guarded Dong Ling behind him.
Under the moonlight, the man embraced the woman in his arms and spoke affectionately.
The two then joined together.
"You, can't you keep a low profile?"
"Hey, it's okay, anyway, we don't plan to keep a low profile this time." The man raised Erlang's legs and looked at the woman with a smile.
"You guy!"
"Why? Want to kill me? Then see if you have the ability."
"This is your token of love." The man smiled and raised his hand up, while the woman tiptoed and tried to the man's hand. "What are you doing!"
Picture after picture emerged, this time these pictures are so real and so kind, the man in front of him makes Dong Ling can't help but look down.
She had already remembered it, everything had been remembered, and the images that constantly appeared in her mind these days were not dreams! It's real, it's the existence she experienced first-hand.
"Extremely ... I'm sorry, I just think of you now." Dong Ling regrets infinitely, the man in front of him is so burly, a half head higher than himself, but
The man was so gentle again, looking at Dong Ling's eyes full of love.
At that time they lived and died together. At first, the man took his life to save himself. For himself, this man could give everything and spare no expense.
This man ... is what she loves so much that she doesn't want to lose in her life ...
"Extremely heaven!" Dong Ling's tears ran down, and then a shock came!
At this time Dong Lingmeng, who was lying on the bed, was sitting on the bed, and the tears continued to flow, dripping on the white quilt.
For a while, Dong Ling calmed down a bit, looked at the surrounding environment, found himself in the hospital, and recalled the last scene before his coma, and Dong Ling was relieved.
.
It should be the rich master who sent her here.
But I'm fine now, it's time to leave, it's useless to keep it.
Finding his clothes in the closet, Dong Ling changed, and then left the ward, walked out of the hospital, and walked on the street.
Walking on the street, Dong Ling has been thinking about Wu Jitian, thinking about the days when he was in Wu Guo and then thinking about the days now.
Suddenly she was tangled in her heart, and she looked a bit listless on the road, thinking that she even hit a power pole near the road.
"Eh ... it hurts." Dong Ling covered her forehead in pain, then sighed, and sighed as she continued to walk towards the house.
Back home, Dong Ling lay on the bed and kept rolling, his mind was full of the original scene with Wu Jitian.
To say that she didn't want Wu Jitian at all, that was definitely lying. She is full of Wu Jitian now, but the life here in modern times also makes her unable to let go. She
Reluctant to live here now, but also more reluctant to Wu Jitian, she is now very entangled in the heart, whether to go back to Wu Guo or continue to stay here ...
"Ah, that's so annoying!" Dong Ling rolled around on the bed holding her pillow, and after a while ... went to sleep.
In this sleep, it turned out to be a little smoother. Without the messy dreams before, it can be said that Dong Ling had the best sleep in these ten days.
However, at this time Dong Ling was finally able to relax and take a good rest, but now Wu Jitian is more and more anxious.
He sat in front of Dong Ling's bed and looked at Dong Ling who was sleeping quietly on the bed. Wu Jitian gritted his teeth and held his hands tightly, saying with a craving voice: "Dong Ling, begging you
Now, will you wake up well, otherwise we can swap it ... "
During this time, Dong Ling has been in a coma. In a coma, naturally she can't eat anything. She can only feed some sugar water and some millet porridge every day, waiting for her to recover.
Sue.
Unfortunately, Wu Jitian couldn't hear the call from Dong Ling sitting in bed every day.
Today, Wu Jitian still goes to the early dynasty in order to maintain the government, and occasionally comes to accompany Dong Ling later, but at least half of the day is in Dong Ling's room.
There are even times when I do n’t think about tea.
Every day, Dong Ling who just drank some sugary millet porridge lost weight, and Wu Jitian also lost weight.
My heart was extremely anxious, and every day I watched the slight undulations on Dong Ling's chest, for fear that he would leave Dong Ling when he didn't notice ...
"Oh ... I slept well ..." Dong Ling got up and stretched a lazy waist, rubbing his eyes, looking out the window, the sky was already dark, turned on the light, turned his head and glanced
Zhong found that it was already a little late at night.
"Well? So many calls?" Dong Ling picked up the phone and saw a large row of missed reminders above.
"Did I sleep so deadly?" Dong Ling nodded and found out that the rich man had called over.
If you go out without saying hello, others must be very anxious.
Dong Ling was trying to call back, then his fingers stopped, it was late at night, it was not good to call people.
Putting down the mobile phone Dong Ling is going to prepare to eat, after all, he is hungry without supper after dinner, so he needs to add energy.
After eating, Dong Ling sat in front of the TV and watched the late-night program boringly. Depressed mood came into her mind before she realized the picture that had appeared in her mind and
Not dreaming, but she had experienced it herself.
After saving the wealthy children, he fell off the cliff and walked through a series of stories of Wu Wu and the three emperors of Wu Guo.
This may seem like a dream, but it actually happened.
Dong Ling also couldn't understand why she would return to modern times. She remembered the memories of Wu Guo's side, but how she passed through was really impressed.
No.
"Well, do you want to go back or stay?" Dong Ling buried her head between her chest and knees, accompanied by the sound of the midnight show, and she fell asleep again ...
In the morning, a rushing telephone rang, and Dong Ling, lying on the sofa, answered the phone and asked lazily, "Hey?"
"Dong Ling? Are you okay? Why did you leave the hospital yesterday? You were fainted and we are worried. You will be more worried if you leave the hospital without a word!"
The phone hurriedly made Dong Ling cheer up and replied, "Sorry, uncle, I came home yesterday when I felt better. Come on, rest assured, I'm fine
. "
On the phone, it took a few more words to hang up. Dong Ling scratched his head and was going to take a shower first. Then the phone rang again ...