The wife of a powerful family: Huo Shao, how dare you flirt with me

Gu Ruochu felt the reality of this scene, and he could already conclude that this little girl should be herself.

"Hurry up, little brother! Push the swing hard ~"

The laughter seemed to spread with hate. The boy couldn't see the outline of her, but only saw the corners of his lips rising up.

"Then sit well, I'm going to push hard!"

As the screen turned around, she saw another taller boy coming over and picking up the little girl: "Phi Cheng, what if I fall off the swing?"

The voice was strangely familiar. Gu Ruochu couldn't help remembering it in her dreams. Where did she hear it?

Although the boy who appeared later was blaming him, the boy let her sit on his neck, and the little girl was obviously very happy.

"Brother is so nice."

After a while she sat on the swing again. The little brother started helping her push the swing again, and the little girl's laughter floated in the air again.

The blurry and clear sunlight, the laughter in the ears sounded a little distant and empty. Gu Ruochu could even feel the sudden weightlessness of the swing. She suddenly woke up.

"what--"

With countless scenes exchanged, such a nightmare finally woke her up from her dream. She was sitting on the bed with a tingling tingle in her dizzy head.

"what happened?"

The moment she sat up, the people around her also sat up instantly, and by the look of sweat on her face, she knew that he was really having a nightmare.

"It's all right, good."

He held her in his arms, his chest clinging to her thin back, his lips resting on her ears and cheeks: "It's all right, just a nightmare."

Gu Ruochu finally returned to God, struggling to get into his arms. She didn't know if it was just a dream or a real one. If such a dream had been done so many times in a row, it would be a fantasy if she thought it was false.

Perhaps these things happened 100%, but she forgot herself.

Does this mean anything to her? This is undeniable, maybe it was the part of the memory that was awakening to remind her.

Why is this happening?

"Nanchen, I seem to have dreamed about what happened when I was a kid. Do you say that I forgot something? Why do these things frequently appear in my dreams?"

"What did you dream of?"

"I've always dreamed of a boy pushing a swing for me, although I can't see his face clearly. If these things are true, maybe I have really lost part of the memory, and it is a very important part of memory!"

"Don't panic." Huo Nanchen reached out and smoothed her shoulder. "You tell me, what did you dream of in your dream?"

"Don't I tell you before that I've dreamed of a boy pushing a swing for me? It's still in a very beautiful garden, but when I was young, I was with Gu Yanwei, and there was no such beautiful garden without a boy."

Gu Ruochu faintly remembered that the garden in the dream was very beautiful and noble, like the exclusive garden of the giants instead of belonging to the public.

"Nanchen, am I having a memory disorder? Why did I have two very different childhoods? One was with Gu Yanwei at the Gu family, and the other was with the boy's childhood memories? Why is this?"

Perhaps just waking up from a nightmare, Gu Ruochu spoke incoherently, and his thoughts seemed to collapse.

"Good, don't be afraid, don't think so much."