Yan Shao's heart set off fireworks

Chapter 332 Don't be afraid, I'm here
Chapter 332 Tangled Xia Chenfei!
Night, dark and deep.

"Wei Siming... Wei Siming... Wei Siming..."

Zhuo Muyu fell into a nightmare. Because of Wei Siming's appearance in the daytime, she dreamed of the moment when she was dying in her previous life.

She was placed on the operating table, her limbs were tightly imprisoned by cold instruments, and she couldn't break free even with all her strength.

"Don't blame me, Mu Yu, I don't want Wan Ting to die, I really don't want her to die..."

Wei Siming's words hovered in her mind over and over again, like the repeated ringing of a bell, making people irritated.

She waved her hands, wanting to grab his face, she wanted to see how ugly his gentle face was!
But she couldn't catch it, she couldn't do anything, she could only feel that her increasingly cold body made her exhausted.

She dreamed that her soul had left her body, and she stood in mid-air, watching her blood flow into Zhuo Wanting's body next to her.

She watched them take something mechanically around her face with blank expressions, and then, her eyes became a black hole.

She hurts, hurts, even though her soul has left her body, it still hurts...

Tonight, the night was abnormally dark, and Xia Chenfei's heart also suppressed the darkness.

He was thinking about the scene of Wei Siming confessing his love to Zhuo Muyu during the day, when he heard Zhuo Muyu who was sleeping next to him keep raving.

He lowered his head and heard her say: "... Wei Siming... Wei Siming..."

Xia Chenfei's already gloomy face became even more gloomy, so dark that ink could drip out.

Why is the name you call in your sleep still Wei Siming?

He clenched his fist and hit the pillow next to Zhuo Muyu's head with one fist.

He obviously used all his strength to hit, but the moment he fell, he let go of his strength, softly and without a sound.

He tried to get into her heart little by little, drive that person away little by little, and then occupy her whole heart.

However, he still failed, as long as Wei Siming turned around, her heart would be filled with him again.

He obviously worked so hard to walk into her heart, but it was not as good as Wei Siming's moment of hooking his fingers.

It's not that he didn't think about simply cutting Wei Siming into pieces and knocking him out.

But what's the use of leaving physically, he still occupies her whole heart.

In love, the one who falls in love first is always easy to worry about gains and losses.

He didn't even have the courage to determine anything, so he struggled and struggled alone.

But he didn't know that in Zhuo Muyu's heart, it became more and more clear what Wei Siming was to her.

Either the devil or the target of revenge, in short, not the person I like.

As the blood drained, Zhuo Muyu in the air became colder and colder, and she couldn't help crying out, "Cold..."

Xia Chenfei was taken aback when he heard her words, and recovered from his own thoughts.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the room should not be turned on too high, otherwise it will be bad for the body and easy to dehydrate.

He touched her pale little face, and tried the temperature of her forehead, but there was no fever.

He quickly got out of bed and took a quilt to cover her.

He lay beside her head and asked softly, "Is it still cold?"

"...cold...cold...cold..."

What responded to him was a trembling voice from her trembling teeth.

He couldn't help it, and took off two more quilts to cover her body.

"cold……"

She kept shouting cold, her whole body was shivering.

Xia Chenfei glanced at the empty nanmu quilt cupboard, lifted the quilt and lay down in it.

"Don't be afraid, I'm..."

(End of this chapter)