Under the invisible pressure, Xu Yao started to have a headache again. He didn't intend to endure it. After turning off the computer, he found a position on the sofa that he thought was super comfortable and fell asleep.

Soon, he fell asleep again. This time, the dream was a little different from the previous ones.

Every time he dreamed, he always dreamed that he crawled out of the accident covered in blood, and then he would see the buildings on the hill, and then he would run in to ask for help. Under the sunlight, he would see the backs of a group of lively and cute children.

Every time he was afraid that these children would turn around, because these children had no faces.

But today, Xu Yao did not dream of these. Instead, he heard the sound of trickling water and saw a small spring flowing. There was a long and winding river on the river bank, and a small boat was slowly sailing over.

Someone was beating clothes on the bluestone slabs on the river bank. The water stains on the slabs were clear and pleasant to the ears. The sunlight fell on the shimmering stone surface, shining with crystal white light.

The boat was getting closer and closer. Finally, Xu Yao saw clearly that the person standing on the boat and rowing was a girl. She had a graceful figure and was wearing a floating white gauze dress. Her white shadow was wrapped in the sunset glow. It seemed that she was close at hand, but far away.

The graceful girl wore a white gauze hat on her head, and her appearance could not be seen clearly. Xu Yao could not help but stand on the shore, wanting to step on the small boat that was coming.

The boat soon arrived in front of him. Xu Yao stretched his legs and took a step. Suddenly, his whole world began to fall apart and collapse.

Xu Yao felt that he was falling down little by little, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed upwards, and heard a scream, and the young girl fell off the bed. The white veil on her head was knocked off, and Xu Yao could see clearly that the girl's face was exactly the same as Mo Xiaoqing's.

Xu Yao stretched out his right hand and quickly grabbed the girl's hand. His left hand held the boat tightly to support them from falling into the endless abyss.

A bright red light came out of the endless abyss. Xu Yao took a closer look and it looked like a burning flame.

The girl began to cry and shout, "Xu Yao, save me, Xu Yao, I don't want to die yet, I don't want to be burned to death."

Xu Yao felt that his arm was getting more and more painful, and the girl was also sliding down while holding his hand.

In his memory, Xu Yao felt that he was dreaming, this was an illusion, but he couldn't let go, because he was afraid that once he let go, this woman who looked exactly like Mo Xiaoqing would disappear without a trace like the person he loved before.

He was afraid that once she let go, everything in the dream would become reality.

The flames began to surge more and more, wantonly asking them to completely surround them. The fiery red flames stung his eyes, making him unable to make any sound, and even unable to breathe.

"Xu Yao, you must not relax. I will still be your assistant and stay with you all the time." The girl spoke.

Xu Yao felt a tearing pain all over his body, and his face was distorted, and the girl who had been holding her hand became heavier and heavier.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth collapsed, and the boat that Xu Yao was holding in his left hand was falling down rapidly. Just like that, Xu Yao and the girl's body kept falling down.

"Xiao Qing! Xiao Qing!" "

Xu Yao, you are having a nightmare, wake up, wake up." A voice was calling Xu Yao, and a warmth was slowly coming up from Xu Yao's hand.

Xu Yao suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head in a daze for a moment, and then he saw clearly that there was a figure standing next to his sofa.

"Sister Ya. Why are you here?" After saying that, Xu Yao realized that his hand was now tightly holding Lin Yalin's hand.

Then he immediately let go as if he had been electrocuted, with a little embarrassment in his eyes.

Lin Yalin's eyes showed a little sadness, but it was not obvious. She just smiled gently,

"Xu Yao, you started to have a nightmare again. I just came in to give you a report but found that you were sleeping uneasily on the sofa."

"I'm sorry, Sister Ya! Didn't your hand hurt when I held it just now?" Xu Yao felt a little apologetic.

"It's okay." Lin Yalin tried to ease the awkward atmosphere. "How many female police officers dream of being held by you. They all want it."

Lin Yalin continued to ask, "Xu Yao, what did you dream just now? I heard you kept calling "Xiao Qing, Xiao Qing" in your dream."

Xu Yao just chose to remain silent.

Lin Yalin looked at Xu Yao like this, and it was actually very painful. He obviously cared so much about Mo Xiaoqing, but why couldn't one of them bow his head first and resolve the misunderstanding?

I once heard Xu Yao say that he saw Mo Xiaoqing sitting astride Li Tianfeng. Based on Li Yalin's understanding of Mo Xiaoqing, she would definitely not do such a thing. There must be something wrong.

"Okay, since you don't want to talk to me, then let's not talk about this. You should treat me to lunch today. You still haven't paid me back for the meals you owe me."

Xu Yao smiled, "Then please be merciful, Sister Ya, and don't drain my wallet."

Lin Yalin joked, "I've never seen a colleague as stingy as you. You're so sweet when you ask me for help. Who asked you to treat me to a meal? Aren't you afraid that I won't eat you out of my pocket?"

"That's not necessarily true, Sister Ya, based on your personality..."

The room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere, which made Mo Xiaoqing, who was standing blankly outside the window, feel lost.

Mo Xiaoqing didn't mean to peek at the scene in Xu Yao's office. She just happened to come over to deliver a document and the window was not closed.

As soon as she came over, she saw Xu Yao sleeping, and she held Xu Yao's hand tightly.

Although Mo Xiaoqing couldn't hear what they were talking about in the room,

they looked so compatible in the picture at that moment. Perhaps in Xu Yao's eyes, Lin Yalin was the one who was truly worthy of him.

Mo Xiaoqing's heart was tightly tied together, and it seemed as if a steel needle was piercing her heart.

She knew that Xu Yao would hold another woman's hand one day, but when this situation suddenly came, Mo Xiaoqing couldn't remain calm.

There was no reason to push the door open again, so Mo Xiaoqing turned around and rushed out the door from the window with the documents in her hand.

As long as there was some cool breeze, she would feel better.

Mo Xiaoqing walked across the lawn and sat down on the stone bench under the big tree, trying to calm herself down and convince herself to forget about the relationship with Xu Yao.

After a few minutes, Mo Xiaoqing calmed down a little. She raised her head and looked around, and unexpectedly saw Lin Yalin's figure around the corner.