It's like it's happening.

"What a ghost dream...... Mu Xiaoxiao muttered, her little face wrinkled, thinking of this dream was very unpleasant, and the whole person's mood became bad, very bad.

In my head, that hateful voice still echoed.

"Your husband and your father fell into the water at the same time, which one do you choose to save?"

Mu Xiaoxiao knocked her forehead with her hand irritably, dispelling the damn sound.

I don't know why, how can I have such a dream.

Isn't the person asking this question stupid?

Yin Shaojie and her father can swim, so they don't need her to save them at all.

Mu Xiaoxiao was depressed early in the morning, and after getting up, she only felt dizzy, a bit like the heavy feeling of a cold.

"By the way, when did I fall asleep yesterday?"

She tilted her head and thought about it, but she didn't seem to be impressed.

I remember the nightmare so clearly.

How to achieve it is vague.

Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head, subconsciously leaned over to the other side of the bed, and shouted, "Ji ......"

However, his hands were empty.

The other half of the bed was empty.

"Yin Shaoji?" She shouted again, thinking that Yin Shaojie was in the bathroom.

But after waiting for a while, I didn't hear a response, and I didn't hear a sound in the bathroom.

Mu Xiaoxiao's already bad mood became even worse.

I still want to find him to comfort myself......

"Early in the morning, where did he go?"

A bit of a complaining tone.

"Yin Shaoji!" Displeased, she yelled into the air.

But there was still no response.

Damn, hateful, damnable!

Mu Xiaoxiao felt like she was going to explode with anger.

Obviously, it's fine, Yin Shaojie may just go downstairs.

But she felt so irritable, and her mood was very bad, and her heart was like a big stone pressing down, which made her very uncomfortable.

She just wanted to see Yin Shaoji's people and let him hold herself to comfort and comfort.

Then her bad mood would be alleviated.

It's just a nightmare, Mu Xiaoxiao asked her not to care.

It's just stupid to be affected by a nightmare.

However, a bad mood is a bad mood.

Mu Xiaoxiao tried very hard to adjust, but it had little effect.

She sighed heavily, rolled over and got out of bed, planning to find Yin Shaoji by herself.

After washing, she hurried downstairs.

"Yin Shaoji." On the stairs she began to shout into the living room.

The servant bowed to the side and said, "Miss, the young master is out." ”

Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned and said in disbelief, "What? He's out the door? Where did he go so early? ”

"This ...... I don't know, the young master went out early. The maid said embarrassedly.

Mu Xiaoxiao walked to the sofa and sat down, her little face stiff.

Bastard Yin Shaoji, where did you go early in the morning.

I didn't say a word to her.

The maid stood beside him and asked, "Miss, what do you want for breakfast?" ”

Mu Xiaoxiao has no appetite, but she still has to eat, and she can't be hungry.

She comforted herself that maybe because of Christmas activities, Yin Shaojie went to school early.

Who made their boyfriend the president of the student council?

There's no way around it.

After some self-reassurance, she felt a little better and went to breakfast.

There was no Yin Shaojie to send her today, so she could only take the driver's car to school.

Mu Xiaoxiao felt weird, propped her chin, and looked out of the car.

At this time, the mobile phone dingdong, it was a reminder from WeChat.

It was a WeChat message from Han Qiqing.