Su Meng breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that it was not a dream. He quickly smiled and apologized to him: "Isn't Su Meng worried that she is still in the dream..."

"Then why don't you pinch yourself?" He became even more angry, raised his hand and pinched Su Meng's cheek, "Does it hurt?"

Su Meng let out a "hiss" and covered her face and thought to herself that this person is so stingy. Su Meng is not as heavy as his.

Song Qingji was a little impatient: "Can you stop making trouble?"

He quietly came to the balcony, pressed the handle of the sliding door in his hand, and winked at Song Qingjue again.

Song Qing decided to understand and pushed Su Meng to hide behind the sofa. Su Meng and the other two poked out half of their heads and signaled that Song Qingji could open the door.

Song Qingzhi calmed down and slowly pulled out a half-person-wide gap. There was no moonlight tonight, and it was pitch black outside.

Su Meng and others waited for a while with their breath held their breath, but the balcony was silent, and the strange sound just now disappeared like hallucinations.

The three of Su Meng looked at each other in a glance. Su Meng suddenly felt that the three of Su Meng were staring at each other like this. Song Qingjue also tickled, gently turned over the sofa, and stepped to his brother like a cat.

Su Meng watched them whisper for a while, and the next second, Song Qingjue suddenly turned sideways through the sliding door and disappeared into the darkness.

Su Meng stretched her neck and kept paying close attention to the movements on the balcony. However, after a long time, Su Meng's legs were about to numb, and she didn't see Song Qingjue coming in from outside.

Song Qingzhi used his eyes to signal Young Master Su Meng whether to be anxious, but Su Meng still saw that he seemed a little uneasy on his face.

At this time, the sliding door of the balcony suddenly sounded "bang", as if something heavy was hitting it, trembling the glass on the door buzzing. Su Meng was startled, and Song Qing's decisive shout came from the balcony: "Hurry up, go to the room of the sixth uncle's daughter, don't let her run away!"

Song Qingji's reaction was faster than Su Meng. Before Song Qing finished speaking, he had already crossed the coffee table and rushed out of the living room, so fast that Su Meng couldn't even see the shadow clearly.

Su Meng stayed behind the sofa alone and had no idea for a moment. He heard that there seemed to be no sound on the balcony again, so he got up and went to the sliding door, poked his head out and looked around, and found that the ground was in a mess, several flower pots fell off, soil tiles were spread all over the floor, mops, brooms and other things were also upside down.

Song Qingjue was standing in a corner. He was looking up at it, but when he saw Su Meng coming, he quickly waved his hand to let Su Meng go back. However, Su Meng subconsciously looked up with his gaze, and finally saw a scene that Su Meng would never forget in her life.

At the top of the balcony, there was a woman hanging upside down on it in her twisted posture. Her hands and feet tightly slid against the tiles on the wall, her long black hair was draped down, and she was wearing only a thin pajamas, looking like a strange beast.

She curled up in the corner like a bat, unable to see her face. But Su Meng could also see from her figure that she was the daughter of Uncle Six.

At this time, Su Meng's body was slowly recovering from frightened numbness. Song Qingjue used his lips to signal Su Meng to slowly retreat. Su Meng took a deep breath, let go of the sliding door that was being held and retreated. As soon as he took back his foot from the balcony, he suddenly felt a vibration on the door. Song Qingjue outside said anxiously: "Little Tang run!"

Su Meng didn't dare to look out, and hurriedly wanted to turn around and escape. But a gust of wind suddenly came from the door, and Uncle Six's daughter hung upside down from the sliding door. Su Meng was sure that her face was definitely less than ten centimeters away from Su Meng's face at that time.

Her eyes were wide open, but she rolled her eyes, a smile hung on the corner of her mouth, and she tilted her head slightly to ask Su Meng: "Where is Su Meng's pendant?"

Su Meng was almost frightened to the point of having a heart attack, and she fell to the ground with a cold sweat on her forehead.

Su Meng thought quickly, and glanced at the cloth bag on the sofa unconsciously - the pendant was inside, but Su Meng definitely couldn't give it to her.

Seeing that Su Meng was unanswered, she suddenly became ferocious. Fortunately, Song Qingde took action in time and smashed her with pebbles from the flower pot on the balcony, attracting her attention. Seeing this, Su Meng took the opportunity to take out the pendant in her bag, stuffed it into the pocket of her coat, and turned around and ran towards Song Qingchi.

Song Qing was guarding the door of the balcony in the sixth uncle's daughter's room. He should have witnessed everything on the balcony just now. So he was not too surprised to see Su Meng coming, but just glanced at Su Meng up and down and asked, "Are you okay?"

Is it okay? Su Meng's mother almost led to the Western Paradise! But Su Meng now has no strength to argue, so she can only breathe and hand him the pendant in her pocket, thinking that this is definitely the worst time that Su Meng has been scared all the way. It turns out that people are scary. In the past, nothing in the world is as big as the psychological shadow given to Su Meng by the daughter of the sixth uncle this time.

Su Meng took a moment and asked him what was going on with his sixth uncle's daughter. He said to Su Meng: "She is just like Su Meng and others, dreaming."

Su Meng looked at him steadily: "You mean, she is sleepwalking?"

Su Meng rubbed her eyes and made sure this was not Su Meng's illusion.

But what surprised Su Meng was that Su Meng was not afraid at the time, and even felt that the smile in the mirror had an inexplicable sense of familiarity -

That was Nie Suze's smile on the photo in the sanatorium file bag.

The person in the mirror was not Su Meng, and Su Meng almost confirmed this fact in the next second.

"You should wake up," said the person in the mirror, "or the Song brothers will be in danger."

What does he mean? Is Su Meng dreaming?

Su Meng stared at him: "Who are you?"

He did not answer, his eyes as calm as a lake under the snow mountain.

“It’s not time yet.”

While this sentence echoed in Su Meng's ears, Su Meng's eyes turned black and she felt her body falling backwards like weightlessness.

Su Meng opened her eyes suddenly, and the excited vague shouts of the commentator on the TV gradually became clear. Su Meng covered her head and looked around and found that Su Meng was still in the living room, while the Song brothers sitting on both sides of Su Meng were asleep.

Su Meng thought it was wrong, wasn’t the TV turned off by Song Qing? Su Meng was really dreaming just now, right? If this is the case, this dream would be too fucking real. I heard that when I dreamed of going to the toilet, I had to pee my pants, so Su Meng shouldn’t have peed her body, right?

Su Meng stood up with a sensation and found that there was no other discomfort except for her dizziness.

But this feeling was too strange, and Su Meng was a little doubtful if she would still be in the dream now.

At this time, Su Meng suddenly remembered what "Su Meng" said in the mirror. He said that the Song brothers were in danger... Su Meng turned around and looked at Song Qing who was still sleeping and decided to make Song Qing determined, and suddenly felt a bad premonition in her heart.
Chapter completed!