Chapter 64 Nightmare

It's also difficult to endure. "We have begun to investigate since we got the news. Up to now, we have only found that all the clues are in the support group, but it is not so easy to go further. Baosheng, you still don't come to school in the end. Why don't you rest at home for a while? As long as you finish the exam, don't care about anything else.

Eight thousand grass frowned, "If they want to do it, they may not be safe at home. It's better to stay by the senior Jibu's side.

I said, "Actually, I think this matter is aimed at me, rather than at the trace department. If I leave at this time, maybe I will let them get what they want?"

They looked at me and said my speculation, "At school, I have nothing special except that I have something to do with the tennis department. Now that you do with me, there is no need to go around such a big circle. Just find someone to deal with me. To go around such a big circle, it's nothing more than trying to bring the seniors in.

The trace department thought about something, but didn't explain it. He just said, "I will deal with this matter. Just stay by my side obediently."

Since Uncle Jibu has something in his heart, I don't want to care too much about it. Anyway, I never want to take responsibility on myself, so I said, "Then I will go back to the classroom with 8,000 Cao Cao, senior, do you think?"

Baqiancao disagreed, "Senior Jibu, you don't know how crazy your support group is. It's dangerous for Baosheng to stay at school at this time. Let's go home."

He also said, "At least there is Shen Sang at home."

But the trace said, "No. Baosheng was with me," he sneered. "I still don't believe it. They dare to do it in front of me again."

Baqiancao and Renzu looked at each other and both agreed.

I, as a party, have no human rights at all. One, two or three people didn't expect to ask for my opinion.

"Well, I think..." They don't say that it doesn't mean I don't. I don't want to stay with Jibu all the time, and I don't want to stay at home all the time.

However, three pairs of bright eyes looked at me, which made me timid and swallowed the words I was about to say.

The trace department and Shen Nange called, and Shen Nange happily threw my luggage to the trace department without any hesitation. Thinking of Shen Nange's smiling face, I really want to beat him.

It's a pity that God didn't give me this opportunity.

The trace department stared at me all day long. He asked me to follow the truth in class. I followed him to deal with the affairs of the student union. I followed him when he played tennis. Even he patrolled his own industry and asked me to follow me.

Now everyone in the Ice Emperor knows that behind the trace is no longer the birch land, but me, a follower.

Stay under the eyelids all day, and my mouth is about to get moldy.

Perhaps it was an extremely tough statement. The support group of the trace department never bothered me again, and the rumors about me were never heard, but it was the increasingly solemn eyes of the trace department. Perhaps the situation was not as smooth as expected.

The trace stared at me more closely and never allowed me to leave his sight.

Such a day seems to return to the days when Mu'an imprisoned me, but different purposes are equally suffocating. There is not enough freedom, and even breathing is heavy.

I have proposed to the trace department many times, but he never agreed and refused once.

Over time, I was quite annoyed, and my anger was not a little bit. Jibu still insisted on him, "I said that it was up to me to solve this matter. As a woman who is Uncle Ben, as long as you hide behind Uncle Ben, don't think about it, and still think that Uncle Ben is not troublesome enough?

I can't accept such persistence, even if I know that the ultimate purpose is for my own good. "Isn't it just a matter of the support group? Didn't the senior solve it? I know that you are good for me, but you can't stare at me like this every day. I'm really sad, you know? I can't survive in the air that is not free.

Jibu patiently thought to explain to me, "Is it so sad to be with Uncle Ben?" Good boy, how about I take you to the Magic Purple Rose Garden after this period of time? You can stay as long as you want.

For this reason, of course, I can't be capricious anymore.

At this time, the trace department has been under too much pressure. Although he is mature, he is only a 15-year-old teenager. I shouldn't give him any burden for this.

It's almost suffocating, but how hard it has been, I should also be more mature.

At night, the blue crystal on the wrist emits a transparent light, like the most dazzling pearl in the night, bright and gentle. I highlighted the last breath with satisfaction. This thing is really a treasure. Now my spiritual power has almost recovered a small half, and no one can hurt me when I am idle. With this, it is just around the corner to return to the peak.

Although I have been closely watched by the trace department these days, it is not useless, at least it can make me calm down and practice.

It's hard to sleep at night.

Mu'an's shadow became a dream day by day. He locked me in the other courtyard of the Mu family, an ancient carving. From the day he came in, he never went out again. The sky I saw was only the blue of the window. The distant mountains I saw were only the unchanged green pine outside the building. Occasionally, birds passed by and stopped for a moment and would never come back.

For a whole year, I was like a loser, isolated by him in that small building.

If it weren't for the appearance of Wen Chenyue.

Although this woman doesn't like her very much, she has to thank her. Without any sporadic fire she brought, I can't burn myself under Mu'an's eyes.

It has been nearly four years since I burned myself, and there has never been such a strong reaction. I think what Jibu did to me is somewhat similar to Mu'an's practice, so I have a shadow.

With a bed lamp, my eyes staring at the ceiling, white paint, clear crystal lamp, white and safe world, I am so sleepy, but I am not sleepy at all. Lost people, mother, Jing Mingyue, the uncles of the previous generation, when I left them in the depths of my memory, easily refused to think about it, afraid of the people around me, just like them, left me one by one.

I am the superior master of the Jing family. I shoulder the burden of inheriting the Jing family. I can't die until I leave an heir for the Jing family. So I have to be reborn.

The shadow left by Mu'an may follow me for a lifetime. From the moment I died, I knew that Mu'an would never be soft-hearted. Whether he loved or hated, he tore his body and engraved it deeply in my soul. Even if I was reborn, I never got rid of him.

Maybe I haven't thought about getting rid of it.

No matter what purpose he held, he once gave me a feeling of beauty and love that I had never had before, different from the feeling of anyone around me, the resonance of the souls of the two people, so pleasant.

He taught me how to love someone.

It was also he who tore this beauty into pieces.

"Not asleep yet?"

I was shocked and looked sideways, but the trace came in. The hanging heart was relieved, "Senior, you really came to scare me so late."

"Come and have a look. You never sleep honestly."

I'm embarrassing.

Last time in the Magic Purple Rose Garden, I fell asleep on him. He was going to put me in the room and leave, but I slept and wanted to beat that best. I pestered him rudely and had to accompany me all night for fear of waking me up.

It's really wronged him.

"It's so late, and the seniors don't sleep?"

"Come and have a look. How, why can't you sleep?"

I moved aside and gave him a seat. "I don't know. If you close your eyes, you will have nightmares and don't want to sleep. Can you accompany me for a while?"

Jibu was silent, lay down and held me in his arms. He was silent for a long time. When I thought he wouldn't open his mouth, he said, "I've been patient for a while. It will be fine soon."

Many nights, he woke me up immersed in nightmares. In my dream, there was always the wooden carved building. No one could hear any sound. It was like an endless whirlpool, twisting and sucking me in.

There was a faint cyan under the eyes of the trace, and I felt very guilty and responded in a low voice. Enjoy his warm embrace.

The arms of the trace department were extremely warm, and there was a faint smell of perfume on my body. I gradually closed my eyes and felt at ease somewhere. However, it was not long before he was woken up by the trace department.

still failed to escape.