Duanmu Linglong suddenly opened her eyes, looked at the quiet room around her, raised her hand to wipe away the sweat from her forehead, and then sat up from the bed.

I don’t know how many times this has been. Duanmu Linglong has the same nightmare every time, and every time he wakes up from the last bloody mouth.

The only difference is that when I woke up from a nightmare, the cold walls were revealed around me, and many times it was just the time when the pursuers arrived.

Duanmu Linglong hasn't known how long it has been since she encountered such a situation in front of her.

There are no pursuers, no cold walls, only quiet space and warm beds.

For a moment, Duanmu Linglong was even unable to adapt. She sat on the bed and looked around for a long time before she let out a long breath and completely relaxed.

Duanmu Linglong looked at the stars outside the window again. She couldn't help but shake her head as she mocked herself, then got off the bed, put on her shoes and opened the door and walked out.

"Hmm? What's the smell, so fragrant?"

After Duanmu Linglong left the room, he smelled a long-lost fragrance almost immediately. At the same time, Duanmu Linglong's stomach also subconsciously gulped.

Following the direction of the fragrance, Duanmu Linglong came all the way to the kitchen door. Seeing the figure busy in the kitchen, a picture suddenly flashed through Duanmu Linglong's mind.

The content in the picture was almost exactly the same as in front of me, but at that time, there seemed to be a familiar figure who was also busy.

The figure was translucent, but judging from the two iconic long legs, the person who had been around Chu Yan seemed to be the one he was.

"Linglong? Are you awake?"

Chu Yan's voice awakened Duanmu Linglong who was in deep thought. She temporarily blocked the scene in her mind, looked at Chu Yan in front of her, smiled, and replied, "Well. I'm awake, how long have I slept?"

"But it's only ten hours." Chu Yan wiped his hands on his apron while speaking. He worked in the kitchen for a long time, and it was time to enjoy a delicious meal.

Duanmu Linglong felt relieved when she heard the numbers Chu Yan said. To be honest, she was still a little surprised. She originally thought she could only sleep for a few hours, but she didn't expect that she would sleep for more than ten hours. This was the longest and most stable sleep that Duanmu Linglong had slept during this period.

Chu Yan turned around and returned to the kitchen, put the last dish into the pot, then turned around and said to Duanmu Linglong, "Go and prepare, and the meal will start soon."

"I'll help you." Duanmu Linglong didn't know why she said that. After Chu Yan finished speaking, she subconsciously took over the conversation without thinking too much. She was just following her own feelings.

Chu Yan looked at Duanmu Linglong's lazy look, thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, those dishes are out of the pot. Please help bring the dishes to the restaurant. I have the last dish, and it will be fried in a few minutes."

Chu Yan originally wanted to reject Duanmu Linglong, but looking at Duanmu Linglong's expectant eyes, Chu Yan finally agreed to her request and arranged something relatively relaxed for her.

Duanmu Linglong nodded, walked into the kitchen, and started serving the dishes, so Chu Yan focused on getting the last dish.

A few minutes later, all the food was served. Chu Yan sat opposite Duanmu Linglong. Looking at Duanmu Linglong's appetite, he couldn't help but smile and nodded, saying, "It's time to eat, is it still a familiar taste."

"Yeah, okay." Duanmu Linglong didn't seem to notice anything unusual in Chu Yan's words. She took Chu Yan's words, then picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

As for what kind of taste is the familiar taste, Duanmu Linglong doesn't know, but she believes that if what she eats is really familiar, or if it seems familiar, then it should be considered a familiar taste.

The dinner was eaten very quickly, and during the dinner, neither Chu Yan nor Duanmu Linglong spoke, and focused on eliminating the food in front of him.

Before he knew it, the food on the table was wiped out. Duanmu Linglong put down the chopsticks and wiped the corner of her mouth. Then he showed a smile to Chu Yan that he had not seen for a long time and said, "Chu Yan, your cooking skills are really great. If you weren't sure you had never eaten the food you made by yourself, it would be really hard to believe. This taste makes me feel indescribable."

The words "daily familiar." are enough for Chu Yan.

He put down his chopsticks, stood up and cleaned the dining table in the shortest time, and then poured Duanmu Linglong a glass of red wine. The two of them moved to the large sofa in the living room to sit down, drinking and chatting.

Duanmu Linglong knew what she had to say, because she came to Nanshan and called Chu Yan on his own initiative. Chu Yan took a great risk to rescue her. Now Chu Yan must need an explanation.

Chu Yan picked up the wine glass and took a sip, thinking about how to speak in his heart. Duanmu Linglong said first: "Chu Yan, ask whatever you want. I don't know where to tell you, so I will answer whatever you ask, okay?"

Duanmu Linglong's initiative made Chu Yan nod, which also saved the trouble of greetings and detours between the two. Going straight to the point is often the most efficient way of communication.

After a brief thought, Chu Yan asked the first question: "Linglong, tell me about your mental illness? I believe you are not mentally ill. I need to understand your situation, so I hope my words will not hurt your heart."

Chu Yan originally didn't want to say the word "psychotic", but hesitated to change the words when he wanted to change them, so he just said it. Anyway, Duanmu Linglong shouldn't be angry.

This is true. Before Duanmu Linglong was so stingy, she nodded, picked up the wine glass and took a big sip, her complex expression seemed to be thinking about how to speak.

After a long time, Duanmu Linglong sighed lightly and said in a faint voice: "Chu Yan, this matter is a bit complicated. Do you remember the last time you took me to the airport?"

As soon as Duanmu Linglong said that, he asked Chu Yan a question directly.

Chu Yan was very clear about the answer to this question, so he nodded and said, "I remember that your head hurts a little at that time. I asked you, you said nothing was wrong, so I didn't ask much."

Chu Yan knew that Duanmu Linglong would not ask such questions for no reason, so he immediately mixed his thoughts and answered them.

Duanmu Linglong nodded after hearing Chu Yan's words and continued: "It's not the first time that happened. My headache has lasted for more than a year, but it has become more and more frequent recently. After the time you gave me, my medicine accidentally dropped and I didn't take it. This situation lasted less than two weeks, and I began to have hallucinations, and there were some strange pictures and sounds in my mind."

"Where is your mother? Didn't you do anything?" Chu Yan interrupted at the right time and asked.

When talking about her mother, Duanmu Linglong immediately shook her head and said, "I didn't tell her, but she still knew. After she knew, she directly wanted to take me to a psychiatric doctor and said that I had a problem in my mind and needed treatment."

After Duanmu Linglong said this, an uncontrollable loss and sadness arose in her eyes, but there was no hatred.

When Chu Yan heard this, he couldn't help but feel something was wrong with Duanmu Jingya's behavior. He pondered for a moment, and then asked Duanmu Linglong: "Linglong, does your mother care about you too much? That's why he is worried that you have something to do?"

Originally, Chu Yan wanted to find a reasonable reason for Duanmu Jingya, but Duanmu Linglong shook her head very simply and said, "I don't know, but I didn't see care in her eyes. All I saw was worry and a vague fear."

"Fear?" Chu Yan didn't expect to hear this word in Duanmu Linglong's mouth.

Duanmu Jingya was worried that Duanmu Linglong was understandable. What was she afraid of?

Subconsciously, Chu Yan blurted out his inquiry.
Chapter completed!