Chapter 42 Lina, are you having a nightmare?

Song Lina did not sleep well tonight. Her mind could hardly control the memories of what happened more than 20 years ago. This was undoubtedly like a knife ruthlessly cutting her heart one by one.

This heart-wrenching pain was so real! It was all Shen Mo who forced her to do this! Song Lina clenched her fingers tightly in an instant, and the hatred in her eyes surged over her, entangled with the night.

Why would Mu Yan like her? Why? She had grown up with him, but he liked Shen Mo, whose parents had both passed away.

He even pretended to be a poor student working part-time as a milkman for her.

He is the young master of the Mu family, how could he do such a shameful and ridiculous thing.

I obviously like him so much, but he doesn't even look at me.

Why! Suddenly, the words Jiang Shiyue said during the day popped up in her mind again: "It's not that I don't want to take revenge, it's just that the time has not come yet."

What did Jiang Shiyue mean? She was obviously a little girl, how could she know about the past events of more than 20 years ago?

Am I overthinking? The bedroom was very quiet. Song Lina's husband Zhao Wende probably went to the bathroom, and she was the only one in the bedroom now. Because of this, her fear was infinitely magnified. She covered her face with her hands, trying her best to curb the infinitely expanding fear in her heart.

Just at this moment, Zhao Wende finally returned to the bedroom, and Song Lina finally breathed a sigh of relief. She touched her forehead and found that it was covered with fine cold sweat since she didn't know when.

The night was particularly dark today, and she could only vaguely sense her husband's figure as he walked towards the bed.

"Old Zhao." Song Lina called out softly as if she had found her backbone.

But Zhao Wende ignored her, instead he lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed.

Song Lina was a little annoyed. She said unhappily, "Old Zhao, why don't you speak?"

Zhao Wende lay beside her, but didn't say anything, as if he didn't want to pay any attention to her at all.

Song Lina was already on the verge of a mental breakdown, but her husband's inexplicable neglect made her completely enraged. Song Lina suddenly turned over and sat up. She turned on the night light in the bedroom and cursed, "Who the hell are you..."

Her voice stopped abruptly as she saw that one side of the bed was empty.

There is no Zhao Wende at all...

The air was very quiet, and the dim light illuminated a corner of the bedroom, but the corner was still shrouded in darkness, as if something was quietly spying on her.

Song Lina's face turned pale. She finally collapsed completely at this moment. A scream of "Ah" came out of her throat uncontrollably.

At this time, the bedroom door was quickly pushed open, and Zhao Wende was seen standing at the door, asking curiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Song Lina yelled hysterically: "There is a ghost, there really is a ghost!"

Zhao Wende hurried over: "Lina, are you having a nightmare?"

"She's back, she's back, she wants revenge on me!" Song Lina spoke incoherently. She curled up tightly in a corner, holding her head, and her body couldn't help but tremble violently.

"Alas." Zhao Wende sighed: "Is that person you are talking about me?"

Song Lina's body froze, and she raised her head stiffly, slowly, but uncontrollably.

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