Rolling in the arms of the paranoid boss

Seeing her face getting more and more ugly, Ah Ping was very worried, so he could only find a way to comfort her.

"It's not a bad thing."

Seeing that she didn't answer, Ah Ping said slowly again: "She has done evil, not to mention robbing your boyfriend, and even trying to burn you alive. Strangers are not so vicious, let alone she was raised by you since she was a child." In the Meng family, someone who is worthy of your sister. This kind of person will not have a good end, and suicide is already a good end for her. "

Hearing this, Meng Qingning looked up at him.

Yes, for Meng Qingyao who has done so many evil things, suicide is already a very cheap end for her.

After all, she has more than just one life in her hands.

But the point is, why did she have this dream in advance? Is it just a coincidence, or is it some kind of warning?

Thinking of this, Meng Qingning said with difficulty from his throat: "I'm fine. I probably didn't sleep well because I had a nightmare. I'm going to catch up on sleep."

A-Bin looked at her hesitantly: "Are you sure you want to catch up on sleep at this time?"

Meng Qingning nodded with a pale face.

"I've been too busy recently and haven't slept well. It just so happens that you asked for leave for me."

Having said all this, Ah Ping couldn't say anything more, so he nodded.

"Okay then, go and rest, if you need anything... call me."

"Oh, I see."

After Ah Ping left, Meng Qingning closed the door, went back to bed and lay down.

Today is a sunny day, the air conditioner in the room has been turned off, and the air-conditioning is leaking through the window cracks little by little. In fact, the air-conditioning has almost leaked from just now to now.

But lying there, Meng Qingning still felt cold, so she involuntarily took the quilt to cover herself.

After covering it for a while, she still felt the chill from her feet, and the room was terribly cold.

She got up and opened the curtains again, allowing the sunlight to come in completely, and the whole room suddenly became extremely bright.

Probably these lights gave Meng Qingning a sense of security, and she finally felt that her body was not so cold anymore.

You shouldn't think too much, isn't it just a dream?

What's more, she is dead, what else can she do?
A sinful person like her will definitely go to hell after death, definitely!

After thinking this way, Meng Qingning felt much more at ease.

Live a good life by yourself, and you can't be broken by others like this.

However, even if she thought so, Meng Qingning found that she couldn't fall asleep again. When she closed her eyes, it was all the scenes from last night's nightmare.

She could only open her eyes and stare blankly at the ceiling in front of her.

He didn't know how long it had been like this, but there was a sound from outside the room, as if the door had been pushed open, Meng Qingning thought it was Ah Ping, so he ignored it.

She turned over, covered herself with a quilt, and said, "I want to be alone."

No one responded.

Meng Qingning thought that Ah Pin must have heard what she said and went out.

After all, he has always respected his own meaning.

It was only after a long time that she heard steady footsteps again, and the bed behind her sank, followed by a familiar and deep voice.

"I rushed here without sleep, if you stay alone, then wouldn't my trip be in vain?"

Meng Qingning sat up abruptly, turned her head and looked at the person who appeared in front of her in disbelief - Wei Jue.

Wei Jue raised his thin lips slightly: "Why, don't you miss me?"

She stared at him for a while, then suddenly got up and threw herself into his arms.

Wei Jue subconsciously opened his arms to accept her.

"So enthusiastic?"

His hand fell on her waist, and he couldn't hold back the soft flesh of her waist, and he squeezed it gently.

Meng Qingning didn't even say a word, just buried in his arms.

The smile in Wei Jue's eyes faded a bit, he held her shoulders and pulled her up.

He thought she was crying, but he didn't want to, but she just looked at him with a pale face.

"what happened?"

The person opposite was Wei Jue. Meng Qingning bit her lower lip for a while. Just as she was about to speak, Wei Jue's fingers touched her and pushed her teeth away.

"What are you doing biting your lower lip? Don't bite, I'll feel bad if you bite it."

Meng Qingning snuggled into his arms and whispered, "Did you come here just now?"

"Well, I just got off the plane not long ago."

His voice sounded a little hoarse.

"Then... have you heard any news in China?"

Hearing this, Wei Jue was silent for a while, and then asked: "Did they tell you?"

It seemed that he knew it too, so Meng Qingning talked about what happened in the morning.

Wei Jue was speechless after hearing this.

"I planned to tell you later, after all, it doesn't sound like a good thing."

Meng Qingning also told him her dream, the more Wei Jue listened, the more he frowned, and when she finished speaking, the hand holding her shoulder became a little heavier.

"You mean you dreamed about it before you knew the news?"

Meng Qingning was a little scared by his appearance, so he could only nod his head.

"Ah."

Wei Jue looked at Meng Qingning and thought of something she said before.

"I remember the time before, you said you dreamed that I was dead?"

"..." Meng Qingning's lips parted, unable to speak.

"Xiao Zuojing, tell me, is this an early warning?"

"Impossible!" Meng Qingning's complexion changed, and he directly refuted him loudly: "You talk nonsense, how could this be an early warning, the situation I dreamed at that time was clearly different from the situation this time, what I dreamed at the time was ..."

Your previous life!
It has nothing to do with this life!
Wei Jue looked at her, waited for a long time, and found that she still didn't speak, so he had no choice but to ask himself: "What is it?"

Meng Qingning's lips moved, and she didn't know how to answer the words.

"Don't tell me?" Wei Jue recalled, "Then let me recall. At that time, you said that you dreamed that I died for you? Is that right?"

As if coaxing her, Wei Jue's voice was softer: "Tell me about what you dreamed at that time?"

"This dream is inaccurate. Anyway, it will never happen. Don't ask."

After finishing speaking, Meng Qingning turned her back.

After all, what she dreamed about was from her previous life, and if Wei Jue was going to die, it would be after his own death that he might die.

Since she was still alive, Wei Jue must be safe.

And she will never die in this life!

"That's why you don't want to tell me?"

Wei Jue came up from her back and hugged her tightly with his generous and warm embrace.

"Do you think that a dream is a dream, and reality is reality?"

"En." Meng Qingning nodded.

"In that case, what are you worried about?"

Hearing this, Meng Qingning paused.

"You are still so worried that your face turns pale. What are you afraid of? Even if the sky falls, I will be by your side."

As if thinking of something, Wei Jue pursed his lips, and buried his head in her neck.

"I will protect you, believe me, if I can't protect you..."

Meng Qingning: "?"

"Then I will die with you."