Chapter 912 A Dream

Yun Ting's arrival greatly affected Lin Mumu's mood.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she felt very strange, restless, and swollen. She didn't know whether she was happy or flustered.

That night, Lin Mumu had a very long dream. The dream was all about her past life. In her past life, she married Yun Ting. Those sadness and humility tortured her. But she still loved Yun Ting.

Until Yun Ting and she went to the underworld together.

At this time, Lin Mumu seemed to hear someone calling her name.

Lin Mumu sat up suddenly and stared at the dark night in a daze.

Her memory of Yun Ting stopped at the time when she was just reborn.

Because her dream only lasted until this moment, she still didn't remember everything after rebirth.

At this time, Lin Mumu was so scared that she was sweating coldly, and her mood was inexplicably complicated.

It turned out that Yun Ting was really her husband, and they had experienced so many past events.

But in this life, her memory of Yun Ting was completely blank, and she didn't know how they got along. Her impression of Yun Ting was once again stuck on the cold, handsome, difficult to approach, and unpredictable Yun Ting in the previous life.

Lin Mumu was a little afraid of Yun Ting like this. She didn't know if she had done anything to make him unhappy in this life.

Lin Mumu was immersed in her own world, trying to sort out her dreams, and suddenly heard a soft call:

"Mumu, are you okay?"

A voice so familiar that her heartbeat would accelerate when she heard it.

Lin Mumu turned her head with some effort and looked at the man sitting by her bed woodenly.

It was Yun Ting.

Why was he sitting by her bed? Was he here to accompany her?

Lin Mumu hugged the quilt a little nervously and just stared at Yun Ting.

Yun Ting was also looking at Lin Mumu, and his heart was inexplicably painful.

He wanted to reach out and hold her in his arms and warm her with his own temperature.

But he held back. Now Lin Mumu had forgotten him. If he did so, he might scare her.

Yun Ting stood up.

Lin Mumu was a little nervous, and she hugged the quilt more forcefully, as if she was afraid that Yun Ting would do something to her.

Yun Ting was stunned for a moment, walked to the table next to her, poured her a cup of hot water, and took two cups to carefully pour it back and forth so that the temperature of the boiling water would dissipate quickly.

After a while, Yun Ting came over and handed the warm water, which he had tasted, to Lin Mumu:

"Drink some water if you have a nightmare."

"Oh. Thank you." Lin Mumu obediently took the warm cup of water and drank it in small sips.

There was only silence between the two of them.

The night was still deep, and there was still half an hour before sunrise. Lin Mumu couldn't sleep.

Lin Mumu sat on the bed hugging the quilt, and Yun Ting naturally put a down jacket on her back.

These subtle movements made Lin Mumu feel familiar, familiar and a little flustered.

Lin Mumu hugged the quilt, bit her lower lip, and sat quietly.

Yun Ting sat on a wooden stool beside her bed, his arms hanging naturally on his legs, his upper body sitting straight, a standard military posture.

There was silence between the two, but surprisingly, they didn't feel awkward.

It was Lin Mumu who spoke first: "Can you tell me about our story?"

Yun Ting shook his head: "I don't want to force you to remember. If you can't remember, we can start over."

"Oh." Lin Mumu was a little disappointed and stopped talking to Yun Ting, but stared at the window in a daze.

"Want to watch the sunrise?"