Chapter 20 The Man by the Bed
This was not the first time Su Nanzhi saw him.
This was the third time since her 18th birthday that she woke up in the middle of the night and saw a man beside her bed.
The first time she thought she was dreaming, she dreamed of a man with beautiful silver hair, but strangely, she only remembered that he was good-looking, but not what he looked like.
He seemed to turn his head and look at her, but also seemed not to.
The second time was two nights before coming to Beijing. He appeared again. After Su Nanzhi confirmed that it was not a dream, she wanted to touch the beautiful silver hair, but when she reached out her hand, she felt nothing. When she came to her senses, he was gone again.
This is the third time tonight, and Su Nanzhi didn't touch it right away.
She looked at the silver-haired figure from behind and suddenly said, "In ancient times, if you broke into a girl's bedroom at night like this, you would be forced to pledge your love to her."
The figure seemed to pause.
Su Nanzhi suddenly had a bold idea: "Are you my husband in my previous life?"
Once the chat started, it seemed like we couldn't stop.
"If it's you, just nod, okay?"
The figure didn't respond.
"I've been reincarnated, why are you still a lonely ghost?"
"Look, if you don't even reincarnate, there's no chance for us to continue our relationship."
The figure swayed.
Su Nanzhi was so attracted by the silver hair that she reached out again, but was stunned when she touched the entity.
“!”
"Your hair is so beautiful," Su Nanzhi said contentedly, wrapping her index finger around a strand of silver hair and twirling it in circles. "I like it very much."
The figure shook again, as if remembering something.
Su Nanzhi leaned in quietly from behind, with a hint of regret in her tone, "Why didn't you reincarnate earlier? Even if you reincarnate now, we can't be together."
"I can't possibly wait for you for eighteen or nineteen years before I'm old enough to eat young grass, right?"
I don’t know if he was angry and embarrassed, but the moment Su Nanzhi approached, he suddenly disappeared.
Su Nanzhi was still playing with someone else's hair a second ago: "..."
She looked at her empty hands, recalling the feel of the silver hair just now, slowly curled up her lips, clicked her tongue, and then lay back down.
I didn't sleep very well in the second half of the night.
Su Nanzhi had a dream that she was a flower thief in her previous life. She seduced a young man from a wealthy family with beautiful silver hair and then abandoned him.
The tears that the young man shed for her in the dream were truly heartbreaking.
After waking up the next day, Su Nanzhi wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. She was really crazy.
Dreams and reality are the opposite.
It can't be all false.
After all, Su Nanzhi knows what kind of person he is.
If she had that handsome silver-haired young man, she would never let him shed a tear for her.
The cold white rose is so abstinent that it can make people harbor evil thoughts.
A red rose of desire blooms among the flowers, and they struggle all night long.
There was a knock on the door. It was the servant hired by the Su family, "Miss San, are you awake?"
"woke up."
When Su Nanzhi went downstairs, everyone at the table looked at her.
Old Mrs. Su was the first to frown. "Making the whole family wait for you to get up? Is this your upbringing?"
She thought that she would hear her disobedient granddaughter's apology, which was a bit panic and guilty. Others thought so too, and their eyes were filled with anticipation.
But no.
"Haven't you already started eating?" The girl asked in confusion, her eyes sweeping across the table where they had already started eating.
(End of this chapter)
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