The Sweetest Medicine

Chapter 217, Jiang Ge in the Dream...

Hu Ma took the food to the table and left with a few words.

When Gan Gan was eating, she said she would go back later.

Fang Zhihan did not refuse, but gave her a key to let her have time to see the mosquito coils.

Yu Gangan likes cats, prefers high-value cats, but never raises them.

When I moved to a new home, I wanted to raise it, asked when I would return, when I didn’t like cats, and especially didn’t like the cat hair everywhere, and this thing was put aside.

When she is free, she will definitely see the mosquito coils.

After eating, Fang Zhihan went to the study room. Gan Gan always thought that Fang Zhihan had nothing to do, and he took a few shots outside the study room and found out that he had been working.

It’s already nine o'clock in the evening. Although there is no seminar tomorrow morning, I should go back.

After Gan Gan went to the study room and sneaked a look, Fang Zhihan was in the video conference, she naturally would not speak again.

Lying on the sofa in the living room, watching the TV while waiting for the cold.

After a long time, the impulsiveness came, and when Gan Gan’s eyes were stunned, he slept directly on the sofa.

When Fang Zhihan came out after he was busy, he saw Gan Gan lying asleep on the sofa.

In the big winter, I sleep directly on the sofa. Even if there is heating, there will be chills. If she is cold, she will shrink her body.

Fang knows that the cold eyes are dark, and he immediately walks over and will hug Gangan.

When entering the bedroom, Gan Gan’s hand slipped out and he was about to hit the door frame next to him.

Fang Zhihan quickly turned, Gan Gan’s hand was free from injury, but his hand was on the wall and made a few bloodstains.

He didn't wrinkle his brow, and he would hug him on the bed.

After she was covered with a quilt, Fang Zhihan did not leave immediately.

He sat on the edge of the bed, and the deep black squat was drooping, and it was fixed on Gangan's face. His eyes were like ink and ink, and the image of one stroke was writing her face.

For a long time, his slender fingers lifted, gently stroking her hair, and then a soft kiss on her forehead.

It’s like a little water, as if I was afraid of awakening to her.

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In Gan Gan, he fell asleep, fell asleep, and dreamed of doing snow every time.

In the snow, the boy has been calling her: "Run, run..."

She didn't run, went back, hugged him, cried and shouted: "Ginger brother, **** brother..."

When Gan Gan woke up, she felt a little stuffy nose and a little dizzy head. She wore so little yesterday, took so long, and fell asleep on the sofa. It seemed to be cold and some signs of a cold.

She turned around and saw the mosquito coil curled up in the corner of the bed.

Yu Gangan smiled loosely and reached out and touched his head.

When it snows, she will do this strange dream.

So many years, it seems that I have never stopped.

Once, she asked Song Tea, also asked Master, and asked others if there was any memory at the age of six or seven.

Most people who answer her don't remember that as people get older, things that are long-lasting will be slowly forgotten, even if they are remembered, they are just some vague images.

When I was young, there were very few things she could remember.

I don't understand why the past has been going on for so many years. Will this dream continue to be done?

As long as it snows every year, as long as you see snow, it will be awakened.

She doesn't know this dream. Does it mean anything?

For example, who is she? After all, she was seven years old and lived with her grandfather.

(End of this chapter)