"What happened later." The host asked: "Did you forgive your mother?"

"No." Ms. Chen said: "Forgiveness is never an easy thing. She has brought me too many misfortunes and I cannot forgive her."

"The misfortune of my family made me cherish the kindness others treat me very much. I met a good friend when I was studying."

"She is a very sunny person, I like her very much, and I can do whatever it takes to maintain our friendship."

"A good friend can indeed bring great help to life." The host added.

"I only have her friend, but I'm more than one friend like her." Ms. Chen said melancholy: "I'm jealous of everyone who shares her friendship and want to kill them."

"But I didn't do this because there was no such person to kill, and she knew that she would think I was a lunatic and stay away from me."

"I feel very painful. After graduation, I rarely interact with her. Every time I meet her, I feel very crazy thoughts in my heart."

"What do you think?" the host asked calmly.

The woman over there paused and said, "I want to kill her."

"Why do you think of killing her?" the host asked in surprise.

"Kill her so that she will always belong to me in the future." Ms. Chen said in pain: "I know that such thoughts are crazy and terrible, and I don't want to really kill her, so I can only stay away from her."

"To divert pain, I had a boyfriend and everything was beautiful at the beginning."

"But then we got into endless arguments. He thought I was weird and I thought he was too fickle."

"It's always quarrels all day long, but I'm reluctant to part."

"Maybe this is reincarnation. My parents quarreled like this, but I didn't expect it was my turn."

"One day he can't stand it. He wants to break up. I want to break up. If I want to break up, I will break up. But I will only agree to break up if I ask him to promise me something."

After talking about this, I remained silent.

The host can only ask: "What do you want him to do?"

"I asked him to dig a hole and bury me, and then sow the seeds of red roses on it. I like so many flowers the most. I don't have a bright and beautiful life, but I hope I can plant roses."

"So he didn't agree?" the host asked.

If I agree, this woman should be dead, right? Fang Lu thought silently.

"He agreed." Ms. Chen said lightly: "He buried me and scattered a lot of red rose seeds, but I was not dead. I felt very bored, so I crawled out from the ground."

"After climbing out, I didn't look for him anymore. After a few days, I discovered something strange."

"I have red roses growing one after another on my body. If I pick them off, new roses will grow."

"My hands, feet, and face are covered with roses."

The woman said this and stopped talking.

The host took over the conversation and said, "A very beautiful sad story. Ms. Chen has lived out her most love for roses. I think she should be very happy. Time is over. Today's dream sound is over here. Thank you for listening. Good night, may you always have good dreams."

The radio sounded soothing music.

Fang Lu suddenly woke up. Ms. Chen's story was indescribable, which made him feel goosebumps all over.

He glanced at the time and it was indeed almost 11:50.

Fang Lu was not in a hurry to go to bed. He glanced at the room and confirmed that he had not suffered any abnormalities after listening to the story. He continued to start combing it out.

He has just suddenly discovered that the four stories of the Sound of Dreams tonight may be related to each other.

The first story is that the man said he had broken up with his girlfriend, the second story is that the woman said he had no contact with his best friend, and the third story is that the mother said he had a bad relationship with his daughter.

Isn’t this the fourth storyteller Ms. Chen’s mother, a good friend and boyfriend?

"Ms. Chen should be dead. How could a person be buried and still crawl out?"

"I just don't know if her boyfriend killed her, or if it was really what she said, she asked her boyfriend to bury her alive?"

"How can a normal person agree to such a request?"

He lay on the bed, closing his eyes while thinking about these things. He did not confirm whether Ms. Chen would be a strange story if she turned into a ghost. However, after so many people listened to this show, it should be a strange story.

But even if it was a strange story, how should he find her?

"I don't know where she lives?"

"It depends on fate."

"She is so pitiful. If you have the fate, you will help her to save her. If you don't have the fate, you will forget it."

Fang Lu no longer thought about this, but closed her eyes and thought it should be twelve o'clock now.

After returning home at 7 o'clock, he was even more reluctant to do anything that would provoke the rules of Meimeng City.

I believe those contestants have similar ideas.

Those who can survive in so many small worlds cannot be entirely based on luck. They should know that some things cannot be confronted head-on.

After twelve o'clock, the world became so quiet.

Fang Lu slowly felt very tired and he was drowsy. Even though he felt something was wrong with sleeping like this, he still couldn't control his sleepiness.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a darkness.

"Oh no, did I open my eyes?"

But it would be too late to close your eyes again.

A lot of candles suddenly lit up in the darkness, and a cake pushed towards Fang Lu.

"Happy birthday to you."

What he saw was his sister Fang Yayu's smiling face, followed by his parents, grandparents' faces, and everyone's faces were filled with a happy smile.

Fang Lu was stunned.

"Why are you in a daze?" Sister Fang Yayu smiled and said, "You cunning guy, you must have guessed it long ago, right?"

"Little Deer, make a wish and blow the candle. You will be eighteen years old after today." Mom was urging him.

Fang Lu blinked and blinked the tears that were almost overflowing. He responded with a loud voice, closed his eyes and pretended to make a wish. He blew hard, but the flames on the candle could not be extinguished.

Fang Yayu Goose smiled, "Brother, try to blow harder, otherwise your wish will not work."

Mom patted Fang Yayu on the shoulder and complained: "Is it you a troublemaker?"

Fang Lu's eyes drooped slightly. In fact, he had known that the candle was tampered by his sister, and the fire of the candle was difficult to blow out. All of this was exactly the same as his 18th birthday.

He seemed to have traveled back in time.

His wish that day was to hope that his family would be healthy and happy forever.

It's just this wish...

Fang Lu raised her head and complained that her sister had teased him. Then Fang Yayu took out the real candle and lit it. He made a wish again.
Chapter completed!