Jiang Zhihao was certain it wasn't a dream, because dreams wouldn't let him remember so clearly. He could recall every single moment that had happened.,In Zhong Jiawei's pocket, there was a newly bought lighter. Gasoline had been prepared at noon and placed in the kitchen cabinet.,I don't get deceived myself, but I've been tricked many times by him. He just promised to go to the amusement park with me and has broken his promise many times already.。