Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 185 The Car Accident in the Dream

After truly treating Qingran as an opponent, knowing that Qingran has made rapid progress during this period, Xie Ying'an's attitude towards learning is not inferior to Qingran.

But Lao Wu was so excited that he almost shed sad tears.

When Xie Ying'an entered Qingran's room with a book, Qingran didn't know that her brother didn't come home tonight. Ever since she got the first grade in her grade, she knew that Li Qingmo had been avoiding her for the past few days.

He was afraid that she would catch him and hurt him.

Qingran and Xie Ying'an gathered around the same desk and wrote the questions as usual, until nearly 9:30, Li Qingmo was nowhere to be seen, nor was Li Qingmo's return heard.

Qingran was a little puzzled, thinking that she was too devoted to the questions, and she didn't even hear the voice of her brother coming back.

She put down the pen in her hand, turned her sore wrist, and asked Xie Ying'an who was still working on the question: "Did you hear my brother come back?"

The pen in Xie Ying'an's hand paused, but he didn't lift his head: "No."

Qingran glanced at the time on the phone, wondering: "It's almost 10 o'clock, he hasn't come back yet?"

"He's not coming back." After writing the last word, Xie Ying'an also put down the pen in his hand. He raised his head and said, "Just now he called me and said he was staying at Song Shize's house for a few days."

Song Shize?
When did the relationship between Song Shize and her brother get so good?So good that the two can live together?

Won't fight?

Based on the fact that Li Qingmo beat Song Shize's previous convictions and that Song Shize could not get rid of his cheap talk, Qingran was really worried that the two would start fighting after only a short time together.

As if seeing the worry in her heart, Xie Ying'an comforted her: "It's okay, Song Shize can't beat your brother."

Only being rubbed by Li Qingmo.

Qingran: "..."

Thanks!Did not feel comforted.

Xie Ying'an also picked up the phone on the table and took a look. It was 9:40.

There was a wicked smile on the corner of the boy's mouth, and he said softly: "What your brother should worry about is the thunderstorm in 10 minutes."

"Ah???" Qingran hurriedly grabbed his mobile phone to check: "Is there still a thunderstorm tonight?"

Sure enough, the weather on her mobile phone also showed that it was expected to rain in 20 minutes.

It's over, Qingran thought: The last vestige of school bully left by her brother in front of Song Shize, probably will collapse after tonight.

It will also collapse to the point where there are no pants left.

Xie Ying'an didn't take it seriously, with a bearish attitude: "Even if Song Shize knew about your brother's fear of thunder, he would never tell it."

Qingran doesn't think so. Song Shize is the kind of person who would rather hurt himself by [-] than hurt the enemy by [-]. Li Qingmo is afraid of thunder. He may not say it for a while. If Li Qingmo really messed up When it came to him, he didn't care if he hurt himself or not, he was absolutely forced to say it.

Forget it, that's her brother's own business.

Qingran was not in the mood to think so much. During this period of time, it was the rematch and the final exam. Her tense nerves did not relax for a while, and now she started to feel sleepy as soon as she didn't brush up the questions.

Xie Ying'an had great eyesight. Seeing that Qingran was sleepy, he put away his books and prepared to go back to his room. He took a deep look at Qingran: "It's getting late, go to bed early tonight."

Qingran nodded, covered her lips and yawned, sporadic tears sprang up in her almond eyes, which seemed to hide stars under the light of the incandescent lamp.

Xie Ying'an's throat moved, he hurriedly looked away, picked up the book and prepared to go back.

Before he could go back, the mobile phone that was placed on the table rang before it could be picked up. It was a video call from his mother Zhao Yan.

Qingran reached out to touch the phone, and was about to hand it to Xie Ying'an, but Xie Ying'an picked up the phone before she did.

The young man moved very quickly. He picked up the phone and walked outside without connecting it, and then closed the door in one go.

When Qingran came back to his senses, there was no sign of Xie Ying'an in the house.

Qingran: "..."

Why did she feel that Xie Ying'an seemed to have a guilty conscience?

Forget it, thinking about it so much might as well go to sleep, tomorrow is a new day, and for the last year or so, she has only one task: study!

Everything else is floating clouds.

Qingran went to bed early today, and when she lay in bed, it was already ten ten in the evening.

Qingran didn't have the strength to look at her phone anymore, she felt very sleepy today, so sleepy that she felt that she would fall asleep as soon as she touched the pillow.

But when I was really lying on the bed, I suddenly felt not so sleepy again.

Tsk!Maybe this is the contradiction in the legend.

Qingran didn't know exactly when she fell asleep, but she only knew that today she fell into another dream.

In this dream, it was the back of a girl, that figure was walking on the busy road, the back was inexplicably familiar, but Qingran didn't know who the back was.

She only saw a trace of loneliness in the walking back, as if she was extremely uncomfortable, and had no way to vent it, so she could only accumulate it in her heart, which made her feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

On the busy road, people came and went, that slender figure walked against the crowd, she walked very fast, but she didn't look up at the road.

Those who saw her on the road consciously stepped aside to let her out of the way, and bumped into those who didn't see her. Even if they hit the ground, the girl just stood up mechanically and continued walking. with.

She didn't care about pointing and cursing at her from the people behind her.

Because she knew it was a dream, and because she knew that she would wake up from this dream sooner or later, Qingran didn't want to follow, but her legs were not under her own control at all, and she followed the figure spontaneously.

Passing the cross street, passing the small alley, passing the road, Qingran followed the girl for a long time, so long that she felt that this dream might be about to wake up, but the dream did not wake up for a long time.

The girl didn't know what hit her. After walking for so long, she didn't see her stop. In her dream, Qingran became more and more irritable. She relied on the fact that passers-by on the road couldn't see her, so she simply found a A place to sit on the ground and want to take a break.

Just as Qingran sat down in a daze, she suddenly heard the harsh honking of the car and the sound of brakes, followed by a loud bang.

The crowd began to boil, and soon formed a dense circle.

Someone in the crowd over there yelled loudly: "I hit someone, I hit someone, call 120 quickly, hurry up."

Someone else shouted loudly: "Is there anyone who can stop the bleeding? Come here and help stop the bleeding!"

Qingran also stood up, she was a little at a loss, she didn't know what to do, but she had a premonition in her heart that the girl who was bumped should be the girl just now.

The crowd was bustling, and there were voices of regret everywhere: "Oh, what a pity, you are still so young..."

"With so much blood, I must be seriously injured. I don't know if it can be saved? Sigh~"

Qingran wanted to squeeze into the crowd to take a look. Was it the girl who caused the car accident?

But before she could walk over, a familiar bell rang suddenly, waking her up.

It was her alarm clock ringing.

It's dawn, it's time to wake up from the dream.

(End of this chapter)