Chapter 162 Tata and Yu
People often say that you don't know pain until you are deeply in love, and you don't know you wake up until the pain is deep.

But I, why can't I get it when I love it, and can't wake up when I feel pain.

In the haze, I seemed to have returned to the 21st century that I was nostalgic for. Looking at the tall buildings and big summer in front of me, and the crowds of cars, I never felt the joy that I had at the beginning.

As if consciously, my body floated and stopped on the "Sakura Street" that I had walked thousands of times, and then, the scene of the orphanage once again jumped quickly in my mind.

First there was the little girl crying alone under the cherry tree, and then there was the noble boy dressed in pure white, who looked like a European royal family.

From the moment the girl was taken away by the noble boy, the subsequent scenes flashed through my mind like a movie replay, leaving traces that will never be erased.

I heard the boy calling the girl's name intimately over and over again.

He touched the girl's soft hair affectionately and called her: Tata

She would pull his pure white sleeves and call him sweetly: Yu!
When the girl grows up, the boy at that time also looks more handsome, especially those pair of peach blossom eyes that are peerless...

At this time, he didn't call her Tata any more, he would always call her with a playful smile: Dear.

Last but not least, what stays in my mind is that Tata stood under the cherry blossom street looking at Yu’s engagement photo, sad and hopeless, and then, two large trucks jumped over at high speed, and Tata crashed into the car recklessly—— —

However, at this moment, I saw nothing, not the huge engagement photo, the two large trucks that could carry 500 tons, and the silly Tata crashing into the car staring at the photo with heartbreak and despair.

In the end, the only thing left in my mind is the pair of peach blossom eyes that seem to be smiling but not smiling, and Yu Yu's hand touching Tata's head to cast a hypnotic spell...

I sat up from the brocade quilt, only to realize that I was already sweating coldly, and even my whole body was drenched in sweat.

I thought, I really had a very scary dream that actually happened.

I hypnotized myself, the person in the dream must not be me, it must not be mine...

(End of this chapter)

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