Recollections｜Chapter 1388: Dreaming of the Future

One minute and two minutes passed, and two more cars passed by him. After the second car passed him, it stopped in front of the man not far away.

He Xiyan saw the man walking towards the white car, then opened the door and got in, and the car drove away quickly.

It turned out that I was waiting for the car.

He Xiyan took a deep breath and patted her chest, trying to calm down her overly excited emotions.

It seems that she is too sensitive. That man should not be a bad person. If he was a bad person, wouldn't he have done something to her earlier?

After the car drove away, He Xiyan continued to walk forward.

After a while, she reached the place where the man had just paused, and at this time, she seemed to trip over something.

I looked down and saw a piece of clothing, a black coat.

Hey... isn't that what the man was wearing just now?

He didn't take off this clothes on the road just now, so why did the clothes fall to the ground?

He Xiyan was puzzled. She was only fifty meters away, but she could still see clearly. The man probably had not taken off his clothes.

Out of curiosity, He Xiyan picked up the clothes.

A very thick coat with excellent fabric. If you look closely, you can see that it is from a certain Italian brand.

These clothes should cost tens of thousands of yuan. He Xiyan remembered that clothes from this brand were very expensive.

He Xiyan looked at the direction the car left and found that the car had not come back.

It seems that the man didn't know that he dropped the clothes, or that the clothes didn't belong to that man. The man had dropped them when he passed by, but he just didn't pick them up.

He Xiyan put her hand into the pocket of her clothes to see if she had any ID or anything like that. Finally she took out a small card. No, it was a whiteboard. There was nothing on it.

Whose clothes are they?

He Xiyan became even more confused.

In the middle of the night, there is a road with rare traffic, a strange man, a coat that fell to the ground inexplicably, and a card without words.

besides……

"ah……"

He Xiyan suddenly thought of something and let out a scream.

wake up!

"Yanyan..."

Opening her eyes, He Xiyan saw her husband Mo Yixuan, who was already dressed and ready to go to work.

"Are you having nightmares again?" Mo Yixuan reached out and touched his wife's forehead and found that there was a layer of cold sweat on her forehead.

He Xiyan's face turned red, and the dream just now was still lingering in her mind.

At this moment, she was wondering who the man she only saw from the back was, and why he suddenly appeared in her dream.

Looking up, she looked at her husband, confused.

She remembered that the man in the dream seemed to be about the same height as her husband, and his body shape was somewhat similar.

Could it be that it was Yixuan that she just dreamed about?

But how could she have such a dream.

He Xiyan was puzzled.

Mo Yixuan pursed his lips and smiled, lowered his head, and kissed his wife gently on the cheek.

"I'm going to work." He said, then reincarnated and left the bedroom.

He Xiyan watched Mo Yixuan leave. She looked at his leaving back, and then recalled the back of the man in the dream. There was some resemblance, but not very much.

No, the man in the dream shouldn't be her husband, otherwise she should have been able to feel it in the dream. She didn't feel it, which proves otherwise.

He Xiyan forgot this dream after a while, and remembered it again many years later. It was not until that year when she remembered this dream again that she realized that what she was dreaming about was her future.