He entered a wealthy family by mistake

"Why is he waiting for me? Why do I think he will wait for me?"

Han Mo, who covered his mouth, asked himself, from shock to shivers down his spine.

"Am I crazy?"

Han Mo scolded himself in a panic, but he felt inexplicably uncoordinated.

Han Mo touched his chest blankly and stood there stupidly.

"It must have something to do with that dream."

Han Mo held his head against his head and looked irritated.

About a few years ago, Han Mo kept repeating a dream. In the dream, there was a man whose face he couldn't see clearly. He always ran towards him in a panic, with a pale face and kept shouting something. The pain was heartbreaking and heartbreaking.

Every time Han Mo wanted to desperately grab that person's hand and ask who that person was, but his raised hand was always blood red, and his head hurt, and he woke up after a while.

Overly frightened, he sat up from the bed and gasped for air. He immediately turned on the light, then quickly checked where he was, and then he breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was just dreaming.

It was obviously a dream, but the pain was very real. It was so real that Han Mo doubted whether those things had really happened, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't remember it.

Once he forced himself to recall, but his head hurt so much that he fainted on the spot.

"It's really annoying."

Han Mo, who was holding his forehead, was a little irritable. He even burned incense and worshiped Buddha for that kind of dream. Although he was not superstitious, he had to do it.

But no matter what method he used, he couldn't delete that dream, and it had been haunting him for five years.

Moreover, he has been having new dreams recently. The ridiculous thing is that in the dream, he is having an affair with a man whom he does not recognize and whose face he cannot see clearly, as if he is still in a dark basement.

At first, Han Mo thought he was just having a dream that most people would have. After all, he was no longer a child.

But the strange thing is that the man in the first dream and the second dream seemed to be the same person. When he wanted to turn around and look at that man's face, he couldn't see it clearly.

Thinking of these things, Han Mo's face immediately turned red and he covered his mouth with his hand again.

He looked around in panic. Fortunately, there was no one nearby. Everyone was in the hall and courtyard.

Han Mo's face became more and more red, and he touched his neck unconsciously, as if the breath was still on it.

"You can't really be possessed!"

Han Mo had to suspect that it was too weird.

"Or did I encounter something dirty when I was studying abroad?"

Han Mo thought about it carefully, but there were no clues.

The only thing that puzzled him was that he was injured when he was studying abroad, and he had to recuperate for more than a year before he got better.

But he couldn't remember how he was injured. The housekeeper who had been with him since he was a child only said that he was in a car accident and was knocked several meters away by a car. He had multiple fractures on his body and hit his head, so he had been unconscious.

Could it be that that dream has something to do with that more than a year?

"No, it's impossible. There's no way the butler would lie to me."

Han Mo frowned and sighed, denying his guess, but those dreams had become more and more frequent recently, making him unable to sleep well at night.

"It's really weird."

Han Mo was irritable and angry, and Ji Cheng kept staring at him, which made him even more exhausted.

"If he looks at me like that again, I'll just slap him." Han Mo frowned angrily and muttered.

"Sorry, I didn't expect you to hate it."

As soon as Han Mo finished speaking, Ji Cheng's voice sounded from behind.

Han Mo was startled and turned around in panic. Ji Cheng's tall body was already blocking him.

Han Mo wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in. He quickly covered his forehead with his hands, feeling extremely embarrassed.

It’s not like a ghost, why can’t it make no sound when walking!

Han Mo complained.

"If you don't like it, you can just tell me."

Ji Cheng looked like he couldn't see Han Mo's embarrassment and looked down at the petite Han Mo in front of him.

"No one likes being stared at like that."

Since he had exposed Han Mo, he was not polite. He raised his head and spoke seriously to Ji Cheng. Because of his raising his head, their eyes met, and Ji Cheng's slightly sad eyes also fell into his eyes.

Why are you looking at me like this?

Han Mo really wanted to ask, but he was afraid that he was worrying too much and Ji Cheng didn't mean anything.

Han Mo just felt so tired. He felt bad after meeting Ji Cheng.

"Feel sorry."

Ji Cheng bowed his head towards Han Mo, with a sincere attitude.

Han Mo was a little panicked and quickly looked around, wondering if someone would see him.

Fortunately, the birthday song is playing in the hall now, and the cake should be cutting already, so no one comes here, otherwise we don't know what rumors will spread.

"You are really... I don't know whether to say you are easy to get along with or difficult to get along with."

Han Mo held his forehead helplessly, and then looked up at Ji Cheng. Ji Cheng also happened to look at Han Mo, and their eyes met again.

Suddenly a picture came into Han Mo's mind. A man was stroking the mole on his lower lip with his big hand, looking at him with burning eyes.

Han Mo's eyes widened and he covered his mouth, because he vaguely felt that the man looked very similar to Ji Cheng.

This... what is this memory?