Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

After all, Lou Shuo was only eighteen years old. Seeing a living person covered in blood lying in front of him, he felt very pressured.

I haven't slept well these days.

"I know, you talk too much." He stretched out his long legs and sat on the sofa, with dark circles under his eyes.

There was actually nothing to do in the hospital. Huo Dong had two nurses taking care of him, so it was not his turn to do anything.

Seeing his expression, Huo Dong immediately drove him away:

"Go back to sleep quickly. Look at you. I really can't die."

Lou Shuo also felt that his appearance was annoying to others, so he simply went home.

Mumu came over and played with Shuoshuo in the yard.

"Lou Shuo, how is Brother Dong?"

"I can chase people away now. The noise is much louder than yesterday."

Mu Mu smiled and said, "When he's able to eat, I'll ask the kitchen to make some nourishing soup. My mother has hired a nutritionist and told me to tell you that you don't have to worry about this."

Lou Shuo rubbed Mu Mu's head and said, "Aunt Zheng is really thoughtful. The doctor said that in a few days, Dong Ge will be able to drink some light soup."

Mumu looked up at him:

"Lou Shuo, go get some sleep. You don't look well."

Lou Shuo curled his lips. He wanted to sleep, but couldn't.

It's not just about Huo Dong, it's also about his brother Lou Zhe.

Lou Zhe’s phone has been unreachable since last night. He called his sister-in-law, but she said her brother was busy.

But before, no matter how busy he was, Lou Zhe would answer the phone or call him back immediately afterwards.

More than ten hours had passed, and Lou Shuo's intuition told him that something might have happened to his brother.

But he didn't dare tell Mu Mu about this, for fear that she would worry with him.

"Okay, I'm going to get some sleep."

Being so far away, Lou Shuo couldn't do anything. He could only wait for him to wake up, and maybe his brother would call him back.

Lou Shuo slept very restlessly.

He dreamed of his deceased parents.

Lou Shuo hasn't dreamed of his parents for a long time. He didn't know which old man told him that dreaming of deceased people is not a good thing.

He probably knew it was a bad dream when he was dreaming, and he has always been resisting it.

The scene in the dream seemed to be when he was a child, his parents, brother and uncle were playing cards together. He also wanted to play, but they said he was too young and didn't let them.

Then the mahjong table where his parents and brother were sitting seemed to be wrapped in fog, and Lou Shuo gradually could not see them anymore.

In the end, both parents and brother disappeared.

"Brother!" Lou Shuo shouted and suddenly opened his eyes.

Then he found that his hand was held by Mumu, and Mumu's face was full of tears, looking at him.

Lou Shuo thought he was still dreaming.

He just held Mu Mu's hand and kept calling Lou Zhe.

This dream was so disturbing, he thought.

He touched his forehead with his other hand, which was covered in sweat.

I was also very panicked.

He pressed Mumu's hand to his chest, his voice trembling:

"Mumu, I'm a little scared."

He saw Mumu crying and saying to him:

"Lou Shuo, something happened to Brother Zhe, get up quickly."

Lou Shuo sat up, his eyes somewhat fixed:

"Isn't this a dream?"

After he finished speaking, he saw Mu Fucheng appear at the bedroom door, with a sorrow in his eyes that he could not understand at all:

"Xiao Shuo, the plane is waiting. I'll take you back."

Lou Shuo was stunned, staring at Mu Fucheng.

Mu Mu suddenly remembered the first time she met Lou Shuo. He was cold and looked at everything with a defensive attitude. He was very similar to her, yet different.