Chapter 1770 Ye Chu Is Missing

Late at night.

Los Angeles is the city of angels during the day and the city of sin at night, especially in the central urban area, which is very chaotic. Ye Chu was half asleep when she heard two gunshots, which frightened her. She was not sensitive to gunshots, but because of the nightmare, her nerves were tense and she almost screamed. She had another dream, dreaming of Ye Tingyun, a smaller Ye Tingyun.

Whose dream was it?

Why did she dream of Ye Tingyun and Xiao Yuanmian.

At that time, Ye Tingyun was wearing a simple white shirt, jeans, white sneakers, carrying a black backpack, holding a SLR camera and shooting, and accidentally walked into the small castle. Xiao Yuanmian accidentally threw half a pear at his feet. He was holding the camera and took a picture of the moment when she turned her head. He looked down at the camera and smiled at Xiao Yuanmian.

"I took a picture of you, do you want it?" he asked.

The little round-faced girl was not shy and ran over happily. The little oval-faced girl could not hold him back. They were still standing in the corner. The little oval-faced girl did not dare to move. The little round-faced girl ran over and stretched her neck to see the photos. Ye Tingyun bent down slightly and showed the photos he took casually.

The moment the little girl looked back, her eyes were particularly vivid, bright, surprised, and clear. The background was blurred, and only she stood gracefully, like an elf in the garden.

"I'm so beautiful." The little round-faced girl swung her pigtails conceitedly, admiring herself happily, like a little peacock with its tail spread out. Ye Tingyun couldn't help laughing.

He was a lost boy who did not stay in the small castle for long. After a brief encounter, he said goodbye politely and left in a hurry. When he saw him again, he was still wearing a white shirt, jeans, and a backpack, collecting folk songs. The little round-faced girl came out to play alone. Seeing him was very happy, she came over to play with him. Ye Tingyun needed materials for photography and was deeply impressed by her. He had an inexplicable liking for her and regarded her as a model.

As time went by, they gradually became familiar with each other. Most of the time, the little round-faced girl was quirky and free-spirited, but occasionally she was a lady from a noble family, with good manners and upbringing. As long as you stroke her in the right direction, she could show her ladylike demeanor in 360 degrees.

These warm scenes appeared in the dream one by one, but the end of the dream turned into a nightmare. She ran happily towards Ye Tingyun, but was stopped by a tall and strong man in black on the way, and a handkerchief soaked with drugs covered her mouth and nose.

The beautiful dream took a sharp turn and turned into a nightmare.

"Achu, what's wrong with you?" Bruce looked at her worriedly and held her shoulders. Yechu shook her head, sweating all over, and suddenly pushed Bruce away, "Do you still have a photo of me when I was eight years old?"

The sentence was incoherent, and Bruce was confused. He took out his wallet, which contained a very old photo of Yechu, Bruce, and her adoptive father.

She stood in the middle, smiling brightly, with her hair all tied up in a ponytail. Ye Chu rubbed the photo. Yes, this is her, not that little girl.

But why do I always dream about her?

Ye Chu couldn't figure it out, and her whole body was cold. Bruce hugged her distressedly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'll get you a glass of water."

Bruce went to get water for Ye Chu. Not far away, there was another gunshot. Bruce frowned. It was too unsafe here at night. When he returned with the glass of water, he was scared and broke out in a cold sweat.

Ye Chu was gone.

The door was open.