Dear Mr.Huo: I still love you

"Below? What? I don't understand. Zhao mengyan, what are you talking about! You're going to end up doing your own evil. How can you blame me! " I shouted.

I deliberately amplified my voice in the hope that someone could hear me and save me.

Zhao mengyan saw through my mind and smiled coldly, "Zhou Xiran, don't bother. It's impossible for someone to save you. The people below said that I can't reincarnate with such great resentment, but I can revive my soul with a corpse. What do you say if I borrow your corpse and return to Yancheng again? He will love me well, won't he? Also, your parents will spoil me, and then I torture them bit by bit, kill them, and die in their favorite hands. What kind of despair is it, Zhou Xiran, do you know? "

Every word that came out of Zhao mengyan's mouth made me feel frightened.

"You... You're dead?" I asked trembling.

"Of course, he died in the gunfight, but do you know Zhou Xiran? I'm not willing, I'm not willing to die! Why can you get everything without doing anything, and I work so hard, but I can't get anything! " She roared at me, her mouth was empty, and she could almost swallow me directly.

"Zhao mengyan, I can give you my life, but you can't hurt my parents or Huo Yancheng!" I never believed in ghosts and gods, but Zhao mengyan stood so alive in front of me at this time, which made me have to believe.

Zhao mengyan smiled and laughed at my ignorance.

"Zhou Xiran, you are really stupid. Do you think you have the right to bargain with me now? Killing you is as simple as crushing an ant, you know?"

I watched Zhao mengyan's hand reach out to me bit by bit, and the icy temperature pasted on my neck.

I trembled, trembled all over.

The strength of the neck tightened little by little, and the air entering the chest decreased little by little. I opened my mouth and breathed hard, and then looked at Zhao mengyan, whose eyes were full of pleasure and abnormal pleasure.

"Zhou Xiran, go to hell!" Zhao mengyan screamed bitterly.

"Ah -" I shouted and sat up from the bed.

"Xi ran, Xi ran, what's the matter with you? Did you have any nightmares? " Mother asked me anxiously, her eyes full of worry.

Dream, everything just now was a dream. I dreamed that Zhou Xiran died and became a ghost to ask me for my life, and I almost died in her hands just now.

Hands struggling to support their head.

Very tired, really tired, perhaps because of the nightmare, I feel that my whole body has been drained. That kind of palpitation has not faded yet.

"Xi ran, your face is really bad. Why don't you go to work today and have a good rest at home." Mother looked at me and said.

I struggled to get out of bed and didn't want my mother to worry too much about me. "Mom, I'm fine. The company still has a lot of things to deal with. I can't go if I don't go. Don't worry."

"Xi ran, although Zhou is not as beautiful as before, it's OK to let you live a carefree life. When your father and I go, the company is yours. You don't have to..."

"Mom! Don't say that in the future. You and my father will live a long life. Don't walk away, you know? " I quickly stopped my mother's words. I don't know if it was caused by my dream last night. Now I start to panic when I hear my mother say such words.