The little sweetie of the black-bellied king

Chapter 1188

An Ran looked at the phone again, and found that there was still no movement on the phone, except for the text message sent to her by the business hall.

It seemed that this time she was really angry. Even her apology was useless.

An Ran was lying on the table, a little weak, so weak that her head hurt a little.

"What should I do? What should I do?" An Ran murmured looking at the phone.

Today An Ran went back early, didn't even eat, had no appetite, and had a headache all day, had nothing to do in the store, was not in the mood to draw design drawings, and was not interested in drawing comics, even people from the cover circle came to her, She wasn't in the mood to deal with it.

An Ran went back to sleep for a while, maybe because she slept at the wrong time, she dreamed of strange things, strange dreams, she seemed to dream that she was in a strange place, and there were doors in front of her, she reached out to open the door, but the door She couldn't open it, so she changed another door, and when the door opened, a pale face suddenly protruded from the door, she was so frightened that she immediately closed the door, but the face had already come out, Start chasing her.

She kept running, kept running, the footsteps behind her approached step by step, getting closer, getting closer, she looked back, and suddenly the pale face appeared in front of her, her eyes widened, and instantly Waking up from the dream.

An Ran woke up, gasping for breath, her forehead was covered with sweat, her heart was beating fast, she was a little dazed, and she hadn't completely separated from the dream.

It took a long time before she came back to her senses, and she didn't dare to think about that dream. She looked around to make sure where she was, and then she relaxed.

I don't know when it is, it's already dark.

An Ran got up to look for her mobile phone, but just got up, she couldn't stand firmly, and fell to the ground all at once, which stunned her.

"Ah..." An Ran rubbed her butt, her brain hurt so badly, she couldn't help letting out a cry of pain, it was all because of that dream.

After sitting on the ground for a long time, An Ran almost couldn't stand up, because she slept in a wrong position or something, her whole body lacked strength.

She found her phone and checked the time.

It's already eight o'clock, already this time.

An Ran thought that today is Saturday, and Chu Danzhi's play is about to air, so she didn't feel hungry, so she turned on the light, took out her notebook, and watched Chu Danzhi's play.

The plot is still exciting, it should be said that it is getting more and more exciting, but An Ran's brain is swollen after watching it. The people talking inside and the voice coming from the computer make her feel very uncomfortable.

An Ran watched one episode, but she really didn't stick to it. She took a shower by herself, and went to bed early after washing.

Still dreaming, dreaming non-stop, dreaming of strange things, one dream after another, this feeling is very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

But An Ran sometimes knew that she was dreaming, so she wanted to ask someone to ask what was going on with the nightmares.

Sleep well in the morning.

The alarm clock rang when the mobile phone was placed on the bedside table, and the person on the bed did not make any movement.

The alarm clock ran out of times, stopped ringing, and the room became quiet again.

I don't know how long it took before the phone rang again, plus the vibration, and it was vibrated on the bedside table, but the person on the bed remained silent, as if there was no one there.

The phone rang several times before it slowly stopped.

(End of this chapter)