He gradually came to his senses, turning his mind carefully a few times, and finally understood what was going on.

This grotesque dream made Nanxuan unable to control his own dream, and he didn't even have the time to think about other things, his mind was full of things about Murong Qiao, about the ending...

"By the way, the phone." He looked around.

Nanxuan instinctively took the phone and unlocked it, but happened to see the countless call records he made to Murong Qiao last night.

Memories that had been brushed aside after a hangover were picked up by prods, the most impressive of which were the outrageous things he said last night.

Nanxuan covered his head and refused to recall, but those memories seemed to have taken root in his mind, so deep that he was ashamed.

During that phone call, he almost uncontrollably said a lot of hurtful and excessive words, and his offensive and disrespectful appearance to Murong Qiao made Nanxuan even suspect that it was not him, but the fact that Murong Qiao blackmailed him was telling the truth.

After hearing those embarrassing words, Murong Qiao just hung up the phone coldly. Nanxuan was in pain and felt that he might never be forgiven by Murong Qiao.

Nan Qiao was his own sister, and he would rather trust Nan Zhi than stand on her side. As an older brother, he really failed.

Nanxuan called again, "Du--sorry, the number you dialed is currently in use."

He frowned and typed again, but still got the same answer.

Nanxuan stared at the phone that couldn't get through, and finally realized that he should have been blocked.

That's right, I said so many exaggerated things last night...

Nanxuan let out a sigh of remorse, his always straight back also bent down, the curvature of his waist made him curl up into a ball, and he sat on the bed in a daze at a loss.

The chaotic memories gradually formed a group in his mind, forming a complete and logical picture, and the plots in it seemed to be experienced just yesterday.

His usual meticulous and clear thinking was also interrupted by such spiritual exploration, and it took him a long time to finally understand what was going on.

In the past, they were too blind to see through Nan Zhi's vicious thoughts, but in this life, it was Nan Qiao who took the initiative to solve these things. The feelings of remorse and self-blame repeated in Nan Xuan's heart like two knives Draw.

This hangover seems to have opened up the Ren and Du channels in his body, making Nanxuan's previously chaotic thoughts suddenly become so clear.

His thoughts were chaotic, but he was always obsessed with one purpose, which was to find Murong Qiao, explain clearly what happened last night and apologize, but the fact now is that the other party blocked him, and he couldn't even get through the phone...

With the facts right in front of him, Murong Qiao didn't want to see him at all. While he regretted it, he somehow felt that the situation in front of him was somewhat familiar.

"By the way, Nan Jin!" Nan Xuan suddenly thought of his second brother Nan Jin.

Nan Jin also changed her attitude towards Murong Qiao inexplicably before.

Nan Jin's strange behavior towards Murong Qiao made Nan Xuan very puzzled, especially when he made such a big noise later, this was simply unreasonable behavior in Nan Xuan's view.

But now he can understand it.

Perhaps Nan Jin's situation is similar to his own. The deep thought in Nan Xuan's eyes has erased the telephone communication from the plan. It is better to talk about such bizarre things in person.

After sorting out his thoughts, he called Nan Jin to ask where he lived, and then rushed from the hotel to the place where Nan Jin lived now without stopping.

Nan Jin was staying in his temporary rented house at the moment, and when she saw Nan Xuan coming over, she reluctantly greeted her. "You are free."

There was a bit of decadence in his tone. Sitting alone in this small space, he no longer had the demeanor and elegance of the second son of the Nan family.

There were countless buckets of instant noodles and rubbish everywhere on the ground, making it almost impossible to get off, but Nan Xuan walked up to Nan Jin without frowning.

At this moment, his doubts in his heart were stronger than before, and seeing Nan Jin's current situation was about to come out again.

"I had a dream." Seeing that Nan Jin didn't intend to speak, he said proactively.

After listening to his words, it seemed that there was no reaction, and he still sat there motionless.

Maybe Nanxuan continued talking. "In my dream, I seem to have returned to the time when Nan Zhi was still there. At that time, Nan Qiao was also at Nan's house..."

He chose the very beginning to speak, and he spoke for five or six minutes as soon as he spoke, describing the whole dream in general.

However, Nan Jin, who had no intention of listening at first, slowly covered her face with her hands after he talked about the completely different changes in the dream, as if those painful memories had been pulled out from the corner again.

Every one of these things that Nanxuan said appeared in his dreams. After he recovered his memory, every night after leaving Nan's house, he would dream of Nanqiao's death.

It is his nightmare, and it is also a reminder of what the evil deeds he did to Nan Qiao will eventually lead to.

"Later, Nan Zhi found a few gangsters..." Nan Xuan said to the end.

He observed that something was wrong with Nan Jin's face, and he became more suspicious, but Nan Jin interrupted him before he could finish speaking.

Nan Jin stopped him with a trembling voice. "Let's go on."

Nan Xuan stopped describing at the right time, seeing Nan Jin like this, he already had the answer in his heart.

"You want to know?" Nan Jin suddenly raised her head to look at him.

On the disheveled hair and unshaven face, the spirit with bright eyes almost burned him.

"I'll tell you." He didn't make a fool of himself.

In front of Nanxuan, he directly told him everything that happened in Nan's house before.

He originally thought that those things had become a thing of the past, but when the words came to his lips, he could tell countless details of what happened at that time, everything was vivid in his memory, as if he had experienced it yesterday.

Nan Xuan also closed his mouth appropriately, listening to Nan Jin's speech quietly.

"After waking up with memories, I sorted out my thoughts, and finally realized that I was reborn, and what you and I dreamed before all happened in the previous life." Nan Jin told him this conclusion.

Nan Xuan raised his eyebrows. "I drank a lot last night..."

But for the first time, he lost his composure and was presumptuous. He drank so much that he was almost in a daze, unconscious, and couldn't even control his own actions.

Right now, it seems that his situation is exactly the same as Nan Jin's so-called rebirth. If he thinks about it this way, maybe he had died in alcohol last night, which is why "he" was reborn.

"So, knowing this, what can you do?" Nan Jin asked him abruptly.

With the memory of the previous life, and after learning that Murong Qiao is the truly innocent person, Nan Jin couldn't imagine whether Nan Xuan's mood at this moment was as broken as it was at the beginning.

When Nan Xuan heard his words, he immediately remembered his outrageous behaviors before.

He took a deep breath and understood what Nan Jin meant. "I want to ask Jojo to apologize."

He only said such a sentence, but his heart was full of mixed feelings.

Today, he once again recalled those actions of bullying Murong Qiao in the past, and felt that he was like a vicious bastard who could do such a thing, and he thought he was the party of justice.

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