Chapter 357 Bad Premonition (7)

Before the heart-rending pain he imagined had come, Su Zhinian suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

Panting heavily, he looked around the surroundings and saw familiar furnishings. He knew that he had another nightmare just like at noon.

His pajamas were soaked with cold sweat, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and down his cheeks.

He leaned against the bed with his breath unsteady, and waited until his fluctuating mood returned to normal before he picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and looked at the time. It was two o'clock in the morning.

He woke up from his dream again. He was completely sleepless. He opened the quilt, got out of bed, went to the bathroom and took a shower. He randomly found a set of home clothes and put them on before walking out of the bedroom.

The night was very quiet, and he could clearly hear Song Qingchun's sleeping breathing, which was long and even.

He first went downstairs and poured himself a glass of warm water. After drinking it in one breath, he went back upstairs. He did not go back to his bedroom, but gently pushed open the bedroom next door.

There was only a dim sleep light turned on in her room, probably because the heating supply was sufficient late at night. She kicked off most of the quilt, put her mobile phone to her ear, and the signal light came on from time to time.

Su Zhinian first covered her with the quilt, then picked up the mobile phone from her ear and gently placed it on the bedside table. Then he sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and touched her cheek, and stared at her. His sleeping face stared thoughtfully.

From noon today to now, in just twelve hours, he could actually have two nightmares about her.

It's just that the first one happened to her, and the second one happened to him to save her.

And the most amazing thing about the dream was that when he saw her in danger, his first thought was to control her mind and make her avoid it, but for some reason, at that moment, his super power failed. No matter how hard he tried, she just stood there indifferently. Later, he had to give up and control the driver. The result was the same. The car did not slow down or change direction, and always crashed straight into her.

He has been feeling a strange feeling in his heart these past few days, and now he has had two nightmares in a row. Does this represent some kind of hint?

It hinted to him that Song Qingchun's life would still be in danger, and would he have an accident just because of her?

So he has been flustered these past two days, not because of work, not because of his mother, not because of her, but because of himself?

When Su Zhinian thought of this, she pursed her lips quietly and forcefully, and the hand on her face gently stroked her eyebrows.

If everything goes as he predicted in his heart, when she is in danger, he is willing to sacrifice himself for her safety without hesitation.

No matter what his ending is, as long as she lives, as long as she is good, that's fine...

Su Zhinian stared at Song Qingchun's eyes, which seemed to be surrounded by traces of warmth without regrets. They became particularly soft at this moment. His eyes became deeper and deeper, and the corners of his lips twitched. There was a faint smile.

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The next day, Su Zhinian went out early to the company as usual.

I was so busy all morning that I didn't eat lunch until two o'clock in the afternoon.

He was invited to Dior's new product launch conference in the afternoon, so he didn't even have time to catch his breath. After dinner, he set off directly to the venue in Dongcheng.