Song Yan had a dream. In the dream, the man stood on the coast and looked at her from afar. She walked over, but the man standing on the coast suddenly disappeared, and another person appeared in front of her, Song Yimin.

Song Yimin suddenly rushed over and grabbed her neck and said: Song Yan, you stole my things, Ye Jue is mine, he was mine in his previous life, and he was mine in this life. I will snatch him back from you, you don’t deserve him.

Song Yan felt that she was about to suffocate, and her hands kept waving in the air. It was obvious that Song Yimin was right in front of her, but Song Yan found that she could not touch her at all.

Finally, Song Yan slowly stopped struggling and fell down weakly.

At this time, the scene switched to another place.

That's the hospital.

It's a hospital.

It was the place before she died.

She lay in the place where she fell from the eighth floor, unable to feel the pain of the brain oar cracking, and stared at the woman Song Yimin at the window on the eighth floor with her eyes open.

She was tall and above like a noble phoenix, while she, Song Yan, was muddy.

But at this moment, a figure appeared in front of her, it was Ye Jue!

Ye Jue's soul was looking at her.

"Daughter-in-law, wife, wife..." Song Yan suddenly heard Ye Jue's voice, opened her eyes and saw Ye Jue constantly shaking her body, calling her name nervously.

Song Yan suddenly started to cough violently, and the suffocation in her dream made her hold her breath.

When Ye Jue saw that there was no trace of breath in her breath, he was so scared that he thought he had done Song Yan badly last night, and then shook Song Yan's body hard. Seeing her open her eyes, Ye Jue suddenly hugged her into his arms.

"Wife, I'm sorry, I accidentally made you tired last night. I will definitely be gentler in the future." Ye Jue said uneasy.

From the moment he returned from rebirth, Ye Jue was always worried that Song Yan would disappear from her eyes.

I was afraid that this was just a dream woven by God for him, just to fulfill his regret in his previous life.

Song Yan raised her hands and hugged Ye Jue tightly. The dream made her heart beat. She felt so real and sad.

Now that Ye Jue is in front of him, Song Yan has not calmed down for a long time.

"Yan." Seeing that she didn't say anything, Ye Jue was worried about calling her, then lowered his head and his lips fell gently on her forehead: "Yan, you talk, don't stop talking, I'm worried about you."

"I'm fine." Song Yan started to speak, but her voice was obviously hoarse.

Ye Jue patted her back and said, "Then do I want to pour water for you?"

"want."

"Okay, let me go first, I'll get up and pour water for you." Ye Jue's fingers combed her and gently sootheed her.

Song Yan let go of him.

He stood up, poured Song Yan a cup of warm water with the cup he had prepared in advance.

Song Yan's face was covered with sweat. After Ye Jue handed her the water, he went to the bathroom to wipe her face with a wet towel: "My wife, it's still early, I'll sleep for a while."

Song Yan leaned her head in his arms and said, "It's already seven o'clock, I won't sleep anymore."

She was afraid that she would go back to sleep, so the nightmare was entangled with her.

"Are you having a nightmare?" Ye Jue took her water, put it on the table, and asked with his other hand.

Song Yan was completely indifferent, depressed and expressionless.

Ye Jue was worried about her condition after seeing it.

Song Yan suddenly looked up, hugged Ye Jue's neck, and bit him hard on his shoulder...

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