Dance with the wind (79)

Some vague images flashed in his mind. They were too fast for him to grasp.

However, he still managed to capture some fragments.

He did not know why, but in his mind, there was actually a figure of him entangled with someone.

Also, in the flames, he held the person in his arms and walked through the flames. His posture was so tight, it was like he was treating a treasure.

When the person in his arms turned around, he saw Huang qingwu's face.

She was wearing a cheongsam, and her eyes were gentle. When she looked at him, there was a strong sense of trust and dependence. That kind of emotion, that focused gaze, it was happy.

Han yichu was shocked, and she hit the brakes. She almost hit the telephone pole.

He stopped the car with a lingering fear, his heart still pounding.

He rubbed the space between his eyebrows and thought about it again. He realized that everything that had happened just now was an illusion.