Hidden Marriage Chief Marry One Get One Free

The whole room was so empty and quiet that it was chilling, as if just staying inside, the whole person was cold...

Song Yan couldn't help but took a deep breath, stretched out her hand to caress the little guy's back, was silent for a while, and finally said nothing.

Xiaotuanzi looked up at her ignorantly, as if she didn't understand why her mother looked sad...

However, he has always been very caring in front of Song Yan.

Even if he saw some clues, he seemed to be able to intuitively judge that it was not suitable to ask more questions at this time.

So Xiaotuanzi didn't say anything, just hugged Song Yan's neck tightly without saying a word, moved her soft face close to Song Yan's neck, and rubbed it lightly .

Like a little cub attached to its mother.

Song Yan's heart softened after being rubbed by him, and she knew that the little guy didn't want her to be unhappy, so she squeezed out a smile, rubbed his little head, and carried him into the room together.

That night, Song Yan slept with Xiaotuanzi.

The little guy was huddled in her arms, his little hands were still tugging on her skirt, his little body was tucked into a ball, and he slept very soundly.

Song Yan felt a little bit insomnia.

She was afraid of waking up Xiaotuanzi, so she didn't even dare to turn over. She was lying on her side stiffly, and one arm was numb from the pillow.

Xiaotuanzi fell asleep completely, his breathing became soft and long, almost snoring, each sound seemed to have a little milky aroma.

Song Yan suffered from insomnia until the middle of the night, and finally fell asleep accompanied by his rhythmic little snoring.

However, I don't know if I slept too deeply, or I didn't sleep soundly at all.

In a daze, Song Yan seemed to have had a bizarre dream...

She dreamed that she was in the hospital, lying on something that was either an operating bed or a stretcher, surrounded by darkness, except for a dazzling light above her head.

It was as if there were countless small suns hanging above her head, and the bright rays of light poured down free of charge, shining into her eyes, causing her pupils to constrict, and her retinas were hot as if they were being burned, and the physiological tears The water filled the entire eye socket, so uncomfortable that I couldn't let it fall...

She couldn't see anything clearly except the blinding light overhead.

But beside her, there seemed to be many people surrounding her, every figure was distorted like a ghost, full of shadows, ghosts and sprites, tightly surrounding her who couldn't move at all.

She heard whispering voices, as if many people were talking in a low voice, but they couldn't hear what they were saying at all.

Only that strong sense of powerlessness and frustration, like a swamp, made her fall heavily, unable to climb up...

At this moment, she suddenly felt a sharp pain!

The stomach felt as if the river was tossing, tearing at her internal organs, wishing they could be smashed into a pile of mud, the pain made her covered in cold sweat, but she couldn't make a sound at all.

Then, it seemed that something soft had slipped from his body.

The whole dream was like a shattered mirror, falling apart in an instant.

But the dream didn't end like this...

As soon as the screen turned, Song Yan found herself standing at the gate of a towering mansion in a daze.

The appearance of the house is like an ancient courtyard house, with high steps and thresholds, cornices and brackets, which is extraordinary in style.In front of the gate, there are two stone lions with wide eyes and wide eyes, with sharp teeth and sharp claws, majestic and majestic.

Whether it's a mansion or a stone lion, in the dream, they all give people an extremely shocking sense of deterrence.

Because they are just too big.

So old that when Song Yan stood under the steps of the gate by herself, she couldn't help feeling very small, and even had to raise her head hard to barely see the threshold of that mansion.

It is obviously just an ancient house, but it feels like a heavenly palace, high above, beyond reach...

Song Yan knew very well that she was dreaming, because such a majestic ancient house did not exist in reality.

Obviously it looks majestic and dignified, but for some reason, this house gave her a very uncomfortable feeling, a little eerie, and cold like a black hole, capable of swallowing people.

She didn't want to get close at all, let alone go in, but in the blink of an eye, she found that she was already standing in the house and at the door of a room.

It was a very luxurious and comfortable room, almost indescribable in words, it was as perfect as heaven.

But Song Yan's attention was not attracted by the layout of the room at all, but she saw the little boy sitting on the sofa in the living room for the first time.

That's Cheng Cheng.

He looks younger than in reality, his facial features are extremely childish, and there is obvious baby fat on his face, white and tender like a glutinous rice dumpling, it looks soft and easy to pinch, and he is neatly dressed. Shirt, head down, holding a book of fairy tales in small hands, seems to be very focused on reading.

Song Yan couldn't help smiling in her dream. Just as she was about to walk over, she was suddenly horrified to find that there were many dark shadows surrounding Xiaotuanzi, one by one, and she couldn't see her face clearly, but she was like a benchmark. Standing neatly beside him, surrounded him.It's like guarding, and it's like protecting...

Those indistinct black shadows intertwined and overlapped, covering the child's body gloomyly, his immature face was gray and cold, and his small body was motionless, without the vitality of a child, but rather dull.

Song Yan felt pain in her heart, and subconsciously wanted to walk over, but she couldn't get close no matter what.

Between her and Xiaotuanzi, there seems to be an invisible but thick layer of glass that divides the seemingly short distance into two worlds. No matter how hard you try, you can't break through and get closer...

Song Yan was in a hurry, and shouted the little guy's name loudly in the dream.

So, the "Cheng Cheng", who was sitting motionless on the sofa and quietly like a puppet, turned his head. When seeing her, his big dark eyes that were originally dull and lifeless suddenly lit up, and his whole body As if being injected with the soul, the eye circles turned red all of a sudden.

He seemed to be sitting on the sofa unable to move, but he threw away the book in his hand, struggled to stretch out a pair of little hands towards her, and cried, "Mom...Mom..."

At this time, the heavy black shadows that were standing quietly beside him suddenly became agitated, twisted and boiled like venom, wrapped around Xiaotuanzi's body, swallowing him up bit by bit from head to toe go in...

"Mother--"