After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Bo Hanshi was startled, opened his black eyes, grabbed the phone, sat up, and called the person on the phone: "Yuyu?"

"..."

I shouted several times, but there was no response.

Bao Hanshi opened the quilt and was about to get out of bed when a faint and suppressed cry came from the phone.

He sat on the edge of the bed, half awake, raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows and asked, "Yuyu, speak. Why are you crying?"

Qiao Yu over there was in shock. He raised his hand to wipe his tears, but his throat was still choking.

She curled up holding the phone, her voice a little hoarse: "I just had a nightmare."

"What nightmare?"

Qiao Yu was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "I dreamed about having a miscarriage in country R and couldn't find my passport... I was trapped in that bungalow and couldn't find the exit. I don't know why, Xiao Xiangsi and Salina were missing." I was the only one inside. I ran through every door, but they were all locked and the windows were airtight. I wanted to break the windows and get out, but suddenly... there were a lot of people covered in blood outside the windows. Babies, they cry so loudly…”

Then, she woke up with a fright.

Bao Hanshi's tense mood relaxed. He originally thought there was some emergency at Qiao Yu's side.

But just as he breathed a sigh of relief, before he could slow down, he was hit hard again in the chest, causing a dull pain.

Although this nightmare sounds weird and bizarre, Qiao Yu is not out of touch with reality when he has this nightmare.

She had just had a miscarriage, less than a month old.

The psychological trauma may be greater than the physical trauma.

Maybe she didn't even realize it, but the trauma in her subconscious was even more deadly.

"During the cold weather, I couldn't sleep. I'm so scared now. My phone is almost out of battery."

As she talked about it, the cry in her voice became heavier and heavier, hammering his heart muffledly.

Bo Hanshi coaxed her in a deep voice: "Turn on the light first."

Qiao Yu said "hmm" and turned on the light obediently.

The lights came on and the nightmare dissipated.

Qiao Yu hugged the quilt and leaned against the bed, with cold sweat on her forehead.

Bo Hanshi was still worried and said, "Charge your phone first and keep the phone open."

He glanced at the time.

It's half past three in the morning.

Jin City is also a city in the north. It is not far from the imperial capital. If you drive there quickly, it only takes more than an hour.

Qiao Yu climbed to the end of the bed, reached the charging cable from the table over there, then quickly climbed back to the head of the bed and got under the quilt.

A "ding" sound.

The phone is plugged in.

She was covered in sweat, sticky and cold.

Bo Hanshi got up from the bed and entered the cloakroom with his cell phone.

After changing out of his pajamas, he put on the pair of glasses Qiao Yu wore, took the car keys and went out.

Here, Qiao Yu, who was shivering in the hotel, wanted to go next door to find Yan Haoyue.

But out of dignity, she held the quilt and buried her head in it, calling him: "Bao Hanshi."

"Well, I'm here."

The answer was almost without a pause.

His voice was low and steady, reaching her ears through the phone, making her feel safe.

Qiao Yu just wanted to listen to the sound to make sure someone was beside her.

Hearing this, she let out a sigh of relief.

After this fuss, no matter how hard I closed my eyes, I couldn't sleep anymore.

Qiao Yu asked: "Are you sleepy?"

"not sleepy."

Qiao Yu was looking for a topic, rambling, just wanting the other person to say a few more words, "Bao Hanshi, what are you doing?"

Bo Hanshi: "Drive."

Before Qiao Yu could realize whether he was actually driving or just watching a color film, a mechanical navigation sound came from the phone——

"Five hundred meters ahead of the road, turn left and get on the Beijing-Tianjin Expressway."