Fu Cheng’s analysis shows that every word is correct.
Song Shengsheng had almost no room for refutation and had no power to argue.
She seemed to have been drained, but she didn’t expect that he could guess it was correct.
Fu Cheng didn’t mind her silence. Looking at her soft little face, he was still instinctively pitying her. He couldn’t bear to continue to be aggressive and interrogated her like an interrogator.
He just came to the conclusion slowly at his own pace.
“So what happened at that time, something I don’t know?”
Song Shengsheng had no strength all over her body. Her body slowly slid down. She had stopped her tears, but she still looked pitiful. She said, “I had a dream.”
These words were said.
Her tears were uncontrollably coming out.
She had red eyes and raised her thin neck, her expression was very fragile, like a piece of fragile glass. She said, “A very long dream.”
It was still a nightmare.
An extremely real nightmare.
Fu Cheng seemed to be the best listener, without interrupting her.
The man squatted down, his eyes level with her, his black eyes stared at her calmly, and he held her on her shoulder with one hand, slowly lifting her from the ground.
Maybe it’s because she really doesn’t have much strength.
Fu Cheng carried her to the sofa, and Song Shengsheng’s body was still shaking a little.
Fu Cheng asked her if it was cold, and she shook her head.
Fu Cheng still put his own military coat on her, holding her arms up, not wanting to let her be cold or so uncomfortable.
“What then?”
He asked any more.
Song Shengsheng curled up in his arms, his trembling body seemed to relieve a little. She said, “I dreamed that this is a book.”
She didn’t know how to describe and summarize.
“I dreamed of many scenes intermittently, many scenes, all very real, and they are all things that will really happen.”
She said it was not that clear.
Fu Cheng insisted on asking clearly, “Well, so it has something to do with me and you, right?”
Song Shengsheng had given up on struggle, she couldn’t hide it, nor could she hide it. At the beginning, she had some plans for his pleasing and love, and it was not pure.
She nodded hard: “Yeah.”
She spoke harder again and again: “You are the male protagonist of this book, I…”
She took a deep breath and made preparations again and again to keep talking and talking in full.
“I’m a person who will die early, becauseA vicious supporting actress who is greedy for vanity and abandons her husband and son. “
Speaking of this, it’s actually almost the same.
Fu Cheng could almost guess the whole story of these things.
He was calm beyond expectations and could pull out his hand to wipe her face with a veil, while saying, “So you don’t want to die, don’t want to repeat the fate you dreamed of, so you said you love me and like me, so you have been kind to me and my son a little, and cared about it a little. ”
Song Shengsheng was so breathless when asked.