Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

That person was extremely familiar to her, but she couldn't remember who he was anyway?
The man came over and patted her on the shoulder. There was a weird smell on the leather gloves, like the smell of disinfectant in a hospital.

"Good girl, your mission has been completed, and now you can be relieved."

He took off his gloves. He had very beautiful hands, but there was a very hideous scar on his arm.

But he missed the tattoo treatment, it was more like a snake, a cold snake, entrenched on the back of his hand, staring at her with scarlet eyes, and coldly spit out the letter of the snake.

A chill suddenly shot up from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, and Lu Qiao felt a kind of fear for the man in front of him.

It's a fear mingled with disgust.

He snapped his fingers at her, and his voice softened, "Now you can be free."

Suddenly her body was out of her control, she slowly raised her hand, and aimed the gun that was aimed at Huo Yan at herself.

The black muzzle of the gun was like an abyss, bottomless, hiding a beast that frightened her, and it would rush out in the next second and devour her.

Lu Qiao was terrified, the same as when he shot Huo Yan just now. He shouted desperately in his heart, telling himself to put down the gun, but his body was completely out of his control, like a marionette. Pulled the trigger on himself.

"boom!"

Lu Qiao suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from the dream.

There was a sharp pain in her temple, which made her in a trance for a moment, thinking that she hadn't woken up from a dream.

Fortunately, the familiar environment could give her the greatest sense of security. She sat up from the bed, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Subconsciously touched his temple.

The skin is intact with no signs of damage.

She looked down at her hands again.

It was very clean, with no trace of bright red blood left.

But she was still worried, and nervously rummaged around the house for the gun that appeared in the dream.

She didn't feel relieved until she searched the whole room and didn't find the gun.

That dream was so real, it was as if it had happened in reality, every detail was very clear, and she still remembered that feeling very clearly.

Especially Huo Yan's last look at her.

She couldn't drive it away.

Who is the man in the dream? She is sure that she has never seen it in real life, but why did he appear in her dream?

Lu Qiao was thinking about this question, and then she realized to her horror that she couldn't remember what that man looked like.

She clearly remembered everything else in the dream, but she couldn't remember what the man who finally walked out of the shadows looked like.

In any case, not even a shadow of the man can be recalled.

She tried her best to think about it, her head hurt, but she didn't remember the shadow of that man.

It was as if he had been formally deleted, everything about him was blank.

Her temples throbbed, Lu Qiao rubbed her forehead vigorously, trying to shake off these messy things.

"It's just a dream, dreams are not real, don't be afraid, they are all fake... yes, they are all fake."

She comforted herself like this, but there was always a deep imprint of fear in her heart, engraved into the blood of the bones, like maggots attached to the bones, along with the blood, it spread to all the limbs and bones.