Evil Young Army: Girl, you've been arrested!

Chapter 437 Is it a dream?Or memories?
However, the sudden sharp turn happened to meet a car, and Mo Ziyan subconsciously wanted to avoid the collision of the two cars, and quickly turned the steering wheel. Although he narrowly avoided the car accident, Due to the inertia of her movements, Ling Hanhan's head accidentally hit the inner wall of the car door.

A burst of pain hit, Ling Heather only had time to take a light breath, and felt her eyes darken, and her head sank even more.

The sight in front of her eyes flickered, she heard Mo Ziyan calling her voice in her ear, and saw his anxious face in a blur, he seemed to be calling her, but the voice seemed to be taken by someone. Like a loudspeaker whirling around, it floated into her ears after passing through countless mountains and rivers, making her unable to hear clearly.

The sound of breathing collided with the sound of sudden braking, so heavy and harsh.

The sound of the heartbeat in the ear, thumping, thumping, very intense, beating eagerly, seems to be contradictory, and seems to be an auditory hallucination. In the right ear, there is a steady heartbeat, slightly cool body temperature.

thump thump thump thump...

Tom, tom, tom...

One fast and one slow, one fast and one slow, like a symphony, playing in her ears, making her thoughts confused.

The hazy tone of the night, the desolate wilderness, the man with a cold face and no emotion at all, her pleading for help, his indifference...

In the office, the smell was strong and pungent. They pushed her and accused her. Their faces with heavy make-up made her feel inexplicably sick...

The dazzling blood burst open in front of her eyes, and the strong breath of blood rushed into her nose, filling her breath, and she felt that she was standing on the edge of the cliff of death.

bang, bang...

It sounded like a gunshot sounded in her ear, as if someone was walking towards her. However, her eyes were blurred by blood, and she had exhausted all her strength, but she only had time to see a blurred profile of his face...

"Do not……"

Panic, panic, fear, all kinds of emotions piled up together, oppressing her nerves, she cried out in horror, opened her eyes suddenly, only to find that she was just having a nightmare.

"What's the matter, did you have a nightmare?" Mo Ziyan, who had been staying by Ling Xihan's side, was suddenly startled by Ling Xihan's voice, seeing her dripping with cold sweat, and her face as pale as paper, Mo Ziyan hurried away Sit down beside her and hold her in his arms so that she can feel his presence: "It's okay, it's just a dream, don't be afraid, I'm still here."

"I seem to have had a very strange dream." Letting Mo Ziyan hold herself in her arms, after she stabilized her mind, she recalled all the scenes just now that seemed like a dream but not a dream. Her tone was somewhat hesitant. : "No, it's a memory, not a dream, it seems to be my memory."

"What?" Listening to Ling Qinghan's muttering, Mo Ziyan couldn't hear clearly for a moment.

"Mo Ziyan, I seem to remember something." She raised her head in his arms and looked at him, but with that look, she could see his chin and his profile from this angle. When she was talking, her expression was obviously stunned.

"Do you remember? What do you remember? Do you remember the past between us? En?" Ling Xihan's words obviously made Mo Ziyan's whole mood a little agitated. A side face, and fell into his own thoughts again.

"Heathan?"

"kindness?"

It wasn't until Mo Ziyan called her again and shook her gently that she came back to her senses.

"The whole impression is very vague and not very specific. I seem to be being chased by someone. I am very tired and feel desperate. I went to ask for help, but that person..."

"What's wrong with that person?" Mo Ziyan had been listening to Ling Xihan's words very seriously, but now he heard her suddenly stop, and asked eagerly.

"I don't know what to say." Ling Heather shook her head, as if she was trying very hard to remember the memories in her mind, searching for everything that seemed like a dream but not a dream just now: "I asked him for help, but he didn't care about me, But just when I thought I was going to die, it seemed like someone saved me again."

Ling Xihan's words made Mo Ziyan's face turn cold. She obviously said the words in such a calm, even somewhat confused tone, but when he said the phrase 'I think I'm going to die', his It was as if the heart had been grasped by a claw full of sharp nails, and the whole heart was being lingered bit by bit.

The fear in his heart rose again, and he silently tightened the arms holding Ling Hanhan.

The sound of heartbeat rang in her ears, and the temperature transmitted from that firm chest to her cheeks seemed to burn her face and burn into her heart. That feeling was strange and a little familiar, but it was different from her. Words, just feel strange.

"I'm sorry." He apologized to her, saying the sorry he wanted to tell her a long time ago.

She didn't make a sound, but only heard his voice ringing in her ear again: "There will be no next time."

"It's okay, you..."

I haven't said the last word yet. I wanted to leave the show a long time ago because the quarrel was not very pleasant, but I had to stay there because I was the host of the ball. Afterwards, I received a call from Mo Ziyan Ye Chengming and a few others rushed over after saying that Ling Xihan was in a coma, and rushed over anxiously after asking about the ward.

But when he opened the door of the ward frivolously, and saw the cuddling inside, the scene was very warm, only when the whole room was not filled with pink bubbles, the few people at the moment were stunned, but er It was embarrassing, and after the embarrassment, they all smiled strangely and ambiguously.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." The person who should have consciously retreated when he saw such a scene squeezed in at this moment, his ambiguous eyes swept back and forth between Mo Ziyan and Ling Heather, and tsk tsk He made a sound, stood there with his arms crossed and looked at them like that: "Didn't you call to say that there was a car accident, is Queen Ling still in a coma? Why look at it now, the two seem to be passionate. "

"That's right, it looks like you're in good spirits." Yi Chenhao on the side also looked at Ling Qinghan and Mo Ziyan, and smiled ambiguously.

"Cough cough, don't do this." With a low cough, Ye Chengming solemnly hinted at Xu Shaowei and the others that they couldn't do this, but when he changed his mouth, what he said made Ling Heather's face even redder.

"They are husband and wife, so it's normal to hug each other. We came too early, interrupting their good deeds and still laughing at them. It can't be like this."

When Ye Chengming said this, no matter the tone or the expression on his face, they were so serious that they couldn't be more serious. Ling Hanhan was startled by Ye Chengming's sudden intrusion before, now she just listened to this In other words, I immediately noticed that the current posture of her and Mo Ziyan was indeed a bit too ambiguous.

(End of this chapter)