Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

Jiang Zijin lay back on the bed, feeling her wrists were burning hot.

She was startled, and looked down at her hand. The whole arm was slightly transparent, and after she shook it, it returned to its original shape.

Is it because the time for her to leave is getting closer and closer?

As soon as Jiang Zijin sat up, she felt that something was wrong with the scene in front of her.

She obviously married Xie Jing yesterday, and she should still be on the small island, but what she saw was not the familiar bedroom, but another cold and gorgeous bedroom.

Jiang Zijin stood up, and she realized that she was not the only person lying on the bed.

A man was lying on the bed with his eyes closed. The hazy white mist blurred his brows and eyes, making it difficult to see his original appearance.

Just when Jiang Zijin was puzzled, the door of the bedroom was pulled open from the outside.

"gentlemen!"

A large group of people rushed in from outside, including doctors in white coats, servants and housekeepers in uniform.

As if they couldn't understand Jiang Zijin, they walked straight past her. Jiang Zijin glanced at these people and finally saw a familiar face.

—is the butler.

The old butler seemed to have aged several years all of a sudden, the wrinkles and folds on his face could almost kill a fly, his brows were tightly furrowed, forming a word 'Chuan'.

Jiang Zijin whispered, "...Butler?"

The old butler, like everyone else, ignored Jiang Zijin's shout and walked quickly to the hospital bed.

His voice choked up, "Master Xie..."

Jiang Zijin turned around in a daze, and saw that the face on the hospital bed that had been covered by the white mist became clearer.

The man's hair was all white, and his body was as thin as a handful of bones. There was a hand crutch beside the bed that Jiang Zijin was very familiar with. The machine beside the bed was maintaining his weak breathing and heartbeat. The frequency is gradually decreasing.

His face was not much different from Jiang Zijin's memory, only more mature and thinner.

The steward said: "Master... you are holding on for a while, just for a while..."

Jiang Zijin watched the scene in front of her with cold hands and feet.

who's that person?

She remembered Xie Jing's appearance.

Xie Jing is so proud and proud, he can't tolerate any flaws, he is an extreme perfectionist.So every time Jiang Zijin saw him, Xie Jing would always tidy herself up neatly, so that no one could see a trace of decadence.

But in front of him was the gray-haired, thin man with only a layer of skin left.

——Is it Xie Jing too?

Jiang Zijin was a little uncertain.

The old butler was still choking up and calling him, "Just hold on for a while, and it will be fine..."

"Master..."

Jiang Zijin watched as the doctor unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his bony body, and inserted the instruments into his body bit by bit. Seeing him in pain, even in a dream, she couldn't bear to moan. Moan.

This is not the Xie Jing she knew.

The man's fingers moved, and his breathing rate gradually accelerated.

The doctor was overjoyed and wanted to take off all his clothes so that the instrument could be fully inserted.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I will take Master Xie to the hospital later..."

The old butler couldn't help but said, "Be careful."

The nurse couldn't take it off halfway through. Jiang Zijin looked down and saw a bright silver bracelet on the man's wrist, but he was too thin now, so thin that there was no place for the bracelet. a lot.

The old butler pondered for a moment and said, "First take off the bracelet from the young master's hand."

The nurse was about to pick it off after listening to the words. She spent a long time trying to pull it off, but she saw the man's bony fingers tightly grasping the side of the silver bracelet.

Jiang Zijin's wrist started to hurt again, as if someone was urging her to leave quickly.

The man opened his eyes, holding the silver ring tightly with his hands, "Kin..."

The person next to him couldn't hear what he was saying, so he bent down and put his ear close to him.

Jiang Zijin saw his eyes, the man seemed very sad, his eyes were a little distracted.

"Girl..."

Jiang Zijin was sure that he was talking to her, so she took a few steps up.

The man's hand stretched out into the air, as if trying to grab something, his thin fingertips barely touched Jiang Zijin's wrist.

His chapped lips opened and closed, and the words he spoke were like catkins scattered in the air, light and fluttering.

"......you lied to me."

*****

Jiang Zijin woke up from the dream, panting heavily, clutching the edge of the quilt tightly.

"Have a nightmare?"

A cool and cold voice sounded beside him, Jiang Zijin turned his head, and saw Xie Jing standing in front of him intact, holding a large bouquet of fresh flowers in his hand, and put it in a vase.

"I just heard you calling me all the time."

Jiang Zijin looked around, seeing the familiar small island in front of her eyes, it was a sunny day outside, the blue sea was like flowing gold, everything was so beautiful that it was a bit unreal.

"...I just, fell asleep?"

Xie Ding nodded, "I heard voices in your room, so I came over to have a look."

Jiang Zijin has not been relieved yet, the dream is so real, she can still remember the beeping sound of the instrument, the tubes inserted into the man's body like tentacles, and the doctor's urgent exhortation, every time That heavy look on a person's face.

Xie Jing sat by the bed and asked her: "What did you dream about?"

Jiang Zijin was speechless, the feeling that this dream brought her most was 'fear'.

Even she herself didn't know what she was afraid of.

Is it the fear of death?

Or the 'fear' of the dying man on the hospital bed?

Xie Jing saw that she didn't want to talk, so he didn't force it. He thoughtfully changed the topic to a lighter topic.

"There are some local children selling flowers downstairs. I saw that these flowers are beautiful and fresh, so I bought some and put them in your room."

The yellow-orange sunflower was just facing her, and it was illuminated by the bright golden sunlight, appearing full of vitality, dispelling the anxiety in Jiang Zijin's heart.

"it is good......"

Xie Jing looked at her face, saw that it was really not good, so he stretched out his hand and touched her forehead, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Zijin didn't bother to wave his hand away, she raised her head and looked Xie Jing up and down.

Maybe it was because of the 'allergy' to drinking last night, Xie Jing's face was a little pale, other than that, he couldn't match the man in Jiang Zijin's dream at all.

Xie Jing also felt strange when she saw her.

But he didn't move, he showed Jiang Zijin wherever he wanted to see.

It was not until several minutes later that the person in front of him reluctantly looked away.

Jiang Zijin said, "I want to drink pumpkin porridge."

Xie Jingmei smiled, "Okay."

.......

It was a long time later that Jiang Zijin found out.

It was not a simple 'dream'.

——but the 'prediction' of the future.