The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 1802 Hell
"If you use too much force, it may break, but I don't dare to grasp it too lightly, or it will float away."

He raised his head in the dim light, looked at Cheng Yuqing with those deep black to blue eyes, there was an almost dead silence in his eyes,

"I have nothing left, Auntie."

"My last wish in this life is to live an ordinary and happy life with her."

"If I lose her again because of my own problems, I will die."

"But if I continue to worry about gains and losses like this, I will become a complete neuropathy."

"Auntie, what should I do?"

Cheng Yuqing sat behind the table, staring blankly at the man in front of him who was calmly begging for help, she turned her head away in a blink of an eye, and quietly wiped away the tears that fell out of her involuntarily,

"Do you still have nightmares now? Even very occasionally?"

Turning around, she already looked professional.

Cheng Zhiyuan also seemed to have never seen the scene where she turned her head to wipe her tears, and replied quietly,
"Yes, I will dream about many things from the past."

"What are these things?"

The man lowered his eyes and pulled the corners of his lips,

"Mom's returned arm, Dad's body found,"

He raised his eyes and looked out of the window with Cheng Yuqing's regretful expression. The rainwater hit the branches that had grown for many years, making a crackling sound.

His gaze pierced the vast rain curtain, and it seemed that he saw the overlapping and growing figures of young people through time.
"I also dreamed of the comrades and brothers who died during the years when Cheng's parents grew up, and when they were doing missions abroad..."

"Is there nothing to be happy about?"

Cheng Yuqing finally couldn't help interrupting him, the man turned his head, seemed to think for a moment, and said with a smile,

"Does it count as seeing her for the first time? But it's not a happy thing."

"It was an unforgettable first meeting for me, but it was a disaster for her. How dare I, the chief culprit who caused her to lose her mother, be happy?"

Cheng Yuqing felt a pain in his throat for a while.

She wanted to say how could it be your fault?That was obviously your grandfather, and my father caused the disaster.

But she couldn't say that, so she had to move on to the next question,
"Do you have these dreams when she sleeps next to you?"

"meeting."

"Then she's not with you?"

"Do more,"

Cheng Zhiyuan's calm voice seemed to be telling a story that had nothing to do with him,

"If she wasn't with me, I'd always dream about her having an accident, or being bruised by equipment on set, or falling off a wire, or someone slipping something into her meal. , just like when we were in Yungang..."

"But every time I dream about something, I can't wake up. I always have to watch myself go back to Xia Yun's funeral and see her lying in the cold wooden coffin, but I can't do anything."

It was hard for Cheng Yuqing to imagine what kind of hell it was, and she was so worried that she would choke to death when she drank water.

Her throat was stuck for a long time before she sighed slowly.

She looked at Cheng Zhiyuan in front of her, and almost wanted to reach out and touch his head.

But the man has been strong for too long, almost from the age of 15, he has been awe-inspiring and even feared by everyone.

She has almost forgotten the years when he was holding him and playing with him, touching his head casually.

I only remember that the little boy at that time clearly had fluffy and soft hair, which was completely opposite to his cold and cold appearance later on.

(End of this chapter)