That night, Ye Chong dreamed of Feng Chenran.

In the dream, the master stood far away.

But his handsome and deserted back was extremely familiar, which made Ye Chong recognize him at first sight.

Ye Chong tried to walk forward, but just a small step saw the man floating away, and the distance was opened again. This time, he just looked at the back that was almost blending with the snow in a hazy way. It was difficult to see and find it difficult.

She shouted subconsciously, but all the sounds were only in her throat and could not make a sound. She felt terrible and even hissed. Helplessly, the wind and snow covered her breathing more and more anxiously.

She started chasing her, afraid that he would just slip away like that.

There is a saying that goes.

Love is like sand in your hand. The tighter you hold, the faster you pass.

She was afraid that all the sand that belonged to her would pass away with her hand.

I am even more afraid that the white figure will be further and further away from me...

Yes, isn’t he far away from himself now?

Why can't he hear his cry?

Why can't he see himself behind him?

Even, she was chasing her so hard! The cold wind ate into her throat, feeling so uncomfortable. Perhaps it was these that forced her eyes to get hotter.

Suddenly, "Boom...hiss..." Her feet were sprained by the small stone standing in front of her, and her whole body fell into the snow unexpectedly, and her forehead hit her without warning. It hurts so much. It hurts...

At that time, Feng Chenran was pulling her quilt corner to prepare to go to bed. Unexpectedly, Ye Tong cried while asleep.

He was shocked. Seeing her face turned pale, he knew something and opened the quilt without saying anything and carried the person into his arms.

She hid herself in his chest in his posture, but she also cried even harder.

His whole body was trembling violently.

Feng Chenran bent down his eyes and saw the person hiding in his arms trembling and twitching. He had no intention of stopping.

She had a bad temper when she cried. She didn't feel good at all. She didn't feel good about herself, and she didn't let the people on her body feel good. She bit him hard and reached out to comfort her face. She bit her with all her strength. Tears and snot wet her, and soon there was a rust-like sweet smell. When she mixed together, she didn't give up and continued to bite.

Feng Chenran frowned slightly, and his tightly pursed thin lips symbolized his slight pain at this moment.

The freed other hand gently stroked her back, her voice softly: "Have you had a nightmare?"

She sucked hard, and she still had her bitten fingers in her mouth, crying in a vague voice: "Why do you want to leave...Why..."

He was stunned. "What..."

She bit harder, even though the smell of blood spread in her mouth, she still cried, and her hands tightly hugged him turned into pounding on his chest, "Scammer... Big liar..."

He also said that he would never leave, he was a lie! He was a lie!

He suddenly pulled her a little and held her little face up. At this moment, the man's eyes were red, and his mouth was stained with blood, but it added a touching beauty.
Chapter completed!