My wife is squeamish

Chapter 261 The Nightmare of Two People

She was woken up with fright.

She dreamed that when she was a child, one day, her mother's girlfriends came to play at home.

When she left, she stared at her for a long time, and said, "I don't look like your mother at all when I was young, but I look like my father."

It was just an ordinary sentence, which she had long forgotten.

Today, I suddenly dreamed.

An Zhi threw away the quilt and got up, turned on the headlights and ran to the mirror, imitating her mother's appearance, touching here and there.

He muttered depressingly, "Isn't this very similar?"

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At the same time, Gong Zhan also had a dream.

He dreamed that Anzhi's biological brother was found. He was wearing tattered clothes, and his hair was long, matted and dirty.

With a big beard and a pair of rotten slippers.

Walking still shaking his legs, he took Anzhi away, and what's more frightening is that he still has a wife who looks like a hag.

Anzhi's sister-in-law.

She didn't treat An Zhi well at all, she beat and scolded her all day long, and even gave her rotten steamed buns.

In winter, she was covered with a broken quilt. The little one was sick, and no one took her to see her. They even asked her to wash clothes by the river in cold weather.

The little face was flushed from the cold, and a pair of white and tender hands were also flushed from the cold.

His body was even more skinny, which was very miserable.

This nightmare is really terrible.

Gong Zhan woke up, but fortunately he didn't recover for a while, when he thought of An Zhi's pitiful appearance in his dream, he felt distressed and uncomfortable.

Unable to sleep anymore, he simply got up, put on a coat, and went directly to An Zhi's room.

Carefully pushed the door open, only to find that the lights inside were brightly lit.

The person who was supposed to be lying on the bed was holding the drawing board, sitting cross-legged on the soft window sill, not knowing what to write or draw there.

Hearing the sound of the door, she glanced over.

"Little brother, why are you here? Is it dawn?" An Zhi put down the drawing board, and ran over barefoot.

She is just 1.6 meters tall this year, standing in front of Gong Zhan.

A whole set is smaller.

Gong Zhan lowered his eyes, glanced at her curled feet that were sunken on the long-haired carpet, and frowned slightly, "Put on your shoes."

Although it is summer, the room is always air-conditioned.

It's cool even with a carpet.

"Oh." An Zhi turned around and ran back, put on his shoes, and ran back again.

"It's only past four o'clock, why are you up?" Gong Zhan stroked her head, his eyes were gentle and his face was warm.

An Zhi couldn't resist such a gentle little brother, his little blushed a little, and said, "I can't sleep, I'm dreaming, is my little brother also dreaming?"

"Well, that's right." Gong Zhan nodded lightly, he was reluctant to tell her the contents of the dream, he felt that An Zhi would laugh at him.

However, she would definitely ask, "What did little brother dream about? Is there me in the dream?" Suddenly, she reacted again, "No, you can't sleep, it must not be a good dream, I don't want to be in it .”

"..." But you are inside, and it is very miserable.

Gong Zhan rubbed his nose, "I didn't dream about you, I just dreamed about something else, you go and sit on the window sill, I'll get you some hot water."

"Why are you fetching hot water?" An Zhi didn't know why.

"Soak your feet, you can't sleep, can you?" Gong Zhan said without looking back, for fear that An Zhi would ask further questions.

3 minute later.

He came out with a basin of water and put it under Anzhi's feet, "Come on, put your feet in it, soak for a while, and then you can fall asleep."

(End of this chapter)