Dear, Love Me Deeply

At this time, in Shen Yiqing's dream, the boundless Red Sea, just like suddenly finding the exit.

Hasty steps forward, she ran towards the exit like crazy.

The red around her seems to have scratched her skin and has a hard pain, but even so, it doesn't stop her from moving forward.

Until she ran to the end, she suddenly saw a figure in front of her. There was only one figure left, which was infinitely elongated in the sun.

But no matter how her feet spin, she can't see the person clearly.

Just a back, but let her burst into tears.

My heart hurts!

In her sleep, the palm of her hand stroked her chest in such pain, which also disturbed the cold Qing Yuan who was sleeping.

Open the deep eyes, Leng Qingyuan turns on the desk lamp for the first time. Shen Yiqing frowns tightly, and there is a trace of tears in the corner of his eyes.

"Woman?" Tentatively patted Shen Yiqing on the shoulder, but she didn't wake up.

"Don't go!" Between somniloquy, Shen Yiqing has firmly grasped the palm on his shoulder, and the sweat in the palm makes Leng Qingyuan suddenly surprised.

"Wake up

Increase the strength of the palm, the moment Shen Yiqing has opened his eyes in fear.

"What dream?"

Leng Qingyuan's heart trembled and his face became tense.

"That man..."

Try to recall the person in the dream, but no matter how she recalled, she didn't look like that person.

"Who?"

Take Shen Yiqing in her arms and ask Leng Qingyuan.

"I don't know. I only see one figure, but that figure is familiar, but I can't remember who he is." Shivering voice, shivering body, relying on Leng Qingyuan's arms, she tries to find her own sense of existence.

Thinking about the information Leng Manni gave this afternoon, Leng Qingyuan asked, "is it the person in the photo?"

Shaking her head, Shen Yiqing didn't know who the figure she saw was, because in the photo Leng Manni showed herself in the afternoon, it was just a one inch photo. From that photo, she couldn't know any other clues.

"I don't know." Uneasy mood, full of her heart, let her have a kind of panic.

Subconsciously, she reached out and stroked a string of red bean necklace, which made her feel slightly relieved.

"Maybe it's just that I think too much. I'm fine." With a nod to Leng Qingyuan, Shen Yiqing tries to suppress the uneasiness in her heart.

The starry sky at night is a little fuzzy among the falling snowflakes.

At this time, Si Jiayu sat quietly in the study, holding the photo in his hand.

"Xiaoqing, if one day I'm so strong that I don't even want to listen to Leng Qingyuan, will you come back to me obediently?"

"Maybe you have already forgotten the happiness we had together, but I will never forget the memories that have been engraved in my heart, just like a knife, deeply gouged out in my heart."

"I will not forget, I will fight for more, so you wait for me!"

Eyes through the cold light, the atmosphere of the study instantaneous condensation.

Outside the study, Liu Sijie was standing up and cooking porridge in the kitchen.

"Young lady, we'll take care of such small things. Go and have a rest."

The servant on one side nervously looks at Liu Sijie and wants to help, but Liu Sijie pushes her back.

"No, I have to do a good job and deliver it to my study. Jiayu works hard for the company every day. As a wife, I need to make some efforts."

Liu Sijie's face is a happy smile. Before the porridge is cooked, her palm has gently touched her stomach.

It has to be said that the medicine prepared by the Secretary's mother last time was very effective. She was already pregnant in the only intimate contact.

Now the child is about two months old, and the relationship between her and Si Jiayu has reached unprecedented good.

"Young master, I am so happy to marry such a good wife and mother as you." One side of the servant flattered said.

When the porridge was cooked, Liu Sijie gently knocked on the door of the study.

For a long time, Liu Sijie didn't respond to the study. She was in a hurry to arrange for the housekeeper to take the spare key to open the door of the study. Then she saw Si Jiayu lying on the table asleep.

"I can't stand staying up so late every day."

While saying this, Liu Sijie has put her hand on Si Jiayu's shoulder.

But just for a moment, along with the arm of Si Jiayu lying on the table, the photo fell on the carpet.

"What is this?"

Surprised to squat down, Liu Sijie reached out and picked up the photo. When the white back was turned over, Shen Yiqing's appearance came into sight."How could it be her!"

She stares at Shen Yiqing, who is smiling brightly in the photo. Liu Sijie's palm is clenched into a fist, and her white fingertips are deep in the meat, but she doesn't feel any pain.