"Have you felt uncomfortable somewhere these days?" He looked deeper and became much more serious.

"No." She knew he was afraid that he would be infected. "I measure my body temperature and heart rate every day, and tell the military doctors on the internal phone. Everything is fine at the moment."

He then relaxed his facial muscles, curled up his palms, held her little hand tighter, and rubbed it twice intentionally or unintentionally: "That's good. Remember to have any discomfort, and tell the military doctor immediately."

Her back sweated more and her heartbeat increased.

Even if he told himself that he was just approachable and caring for ordinary citizens... At this moment, the city wall in his heart was on the verge of collapse.

No matter what, I won’t care to the point of pinching someone’s hands, right?

My heart beat wildly, nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, then pulled out his hand, picked up breakfast, turned around and ran towards the building.

I just ran a few steps but felt dizzy and the lunch box in my hand slid down.

Fu Nanting watched her slip to the ground, his face changed suddenly. He ran over and picked her up. Seeing her eyes closed, her eyes were as angry as she was pale, her face was pale, and she shouted at Yu Junhuai who was standing at the door of the yard waiting for him: "Call the military doctor here!"

**

In a daze, Shu Ge heard a noise coming from his ears. He opened his eyes and the spotlight was focused and falling into his sight.

...Due to her career, she immediately noticed that this place looked like a recording site.

Looking around again, it turns out to be so.

She was in a large exhibition hall and was standing in the stand on the second floor.

Just scan it casually and there are many familiar artists in the guest seat downstairs.

Listening to the host's report, it seems like a large-scale entertainment awards ceremony held in Beijing, China a few years ago.

What's going on?

Is it... dreaming again?

She rubbed her eyes, and the scenery in front of her and the sound in her ears became clearer and more obvious.

The first floor is full of people, and the guests are all filled with guests, but the entire stand on the second floor seems to be a special look, very quiet.

There is only one man and a woman.

She was stunned.

The man is Fu Nanting, sitting on the VIP sofa in the middle of the second floor.

And the woman sitting next to him was her.

It's her again...

The two are very close, and they can even be said to be very intimate, which is the kind of distance that only couples can have.

She saw that she was wearing a man's suit, obviously it was his.

And his hand really held her hand, as if to keep her warm.

She saw that she had no resistance or resistance. Although the expression on her face was a little nervous, she was just because she was afraid of being seen by others. There was happiness and tranquility deep in her eyes.

Shu Ge's heartbeats so hard that his heart is about to pop out of his chest than he dreamed of the last time he dreamed that they were getting close to the car.

What's going on?

Why did you dream like this again?

Did this dream really happen, or did she come up with it out of thin air?

Before she could think about it, the man's voice vaguely floated over:

"... Do you want human flesh to warm the baby? It only costs nine yuan..."

This was obviously said to the "her" beside him.

Her mind buzzed, and it became even more blank.

What does it mean, he is proposing to her?

Is this what she thought about again?

If you really just think about it, why do you dream so realistically every time?

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The military doctor brought Jiang Zhiting to the scene just as he rushed over, but Fu Nanting, who was wandering anxiously at the door, held his cuffs:
Chapter completed!