Liu Yanbo had a dream, a dream he had had many times in the past-

He dreamed of his childhood self again.

The little one is walking on a rugged mountain road, which twists and turns and stretches upward......

Liu Yanbo has seen him go through many times-

In this dream, he just walked forward without stopping every time, he walked a long way, saw many changes in scenery along the way, and walked through many springs, summers, autumns and winters over and over again......

But this road itself seems to have no end?

Liu Yanbo didn't know, because in this dream, he was always so impatient before, and he just wanted to escape.

He was tired and tired.

So this time, Liu Yanbo wanted to take a look and see if he could go to the end when he was young-

He followed him, walking unhurriedly, I don't know how long, I don't know how far, just keep going, like a programmed machine, stuck in a never-ending loop, unable to extricate myself—

This road will look like a long one;

This dream seems to be only going to be longer......

......

In the hospital room.

Huang's mother had already gone home to prepare the daily necessities for hospitalization, and Han Shuilan also left the ward temporarily, saying that she was going to call a friend to consult and see if the other party could provide a better way to wake up a patient who might be suffering from severe psychological trauma.

Affection Therapy –

Yin Hanruo didn't have much hope for this, not because she felt that this method sounded too unreliable, but because she didn't have much confidence in herself.

It has been half a year since she married Liu Yanbo, but when she thought about it, during this time, there seemed to be only one thing that might leave a deep memory on him for what she did.

Yin Hanruo only remembers-

That time, in full view of everyone, she slapped Liu Yanbo hard, making him lose face.

Probably in his heart, I'm really a woman who only knows how to make trouble, right?

Yin Hanruo thought like this, and couldn't help but regret a little in his heart, regretting that he didn't treat this cheap husband a little better in the past, and regretting that he didn't do a little more as a wife......

Repentance for not being at the beginning——

That's what it tastes like!

Yin Hanruo held Liu Yanbo's cold palm, his eyes were filled with tears, and he said softly: "Liu Yanbo, are you okay to wake up?"

"You said, you have to be the man behind me, you can't talk and don't count, you can't lie to me. ”

"You also promised my mother, you promised her to support our family, have you forgotten?"

Yin Hanruo said softly, and slowly poured out the words she had hidden in her heart: "Liu Yanbo, do you know?"

"When I used to lose my temper with you, it wasn't because I really hated you, but because I hated myself, I hated that I became more and more dependent on you, I hated my absent-mindedness when I couldn't see you, and I hated that I couldn't do anything for you when you did everything for me. ”

By the time she finished speaking, her tears had already fallen uncontrollably.

Yin Hanruo is a woman who looks very strong, even a little stubborn, and this is indeed the case, but her strength is not the kind of iceberg-like impersonal affection that outsiders see, and she actually has a very soft side in her heart.

Just like at this moment, she is no longer the strong woman who kills decisively in the mall, but just a wife who is afraid of losing her husband.

She cried so hard that she thought of—

If he Liu Yanbo really can't wake up like this, what should she Yin Hanruo do?

"Liu Yanbo, do you know?" Yin Hanruo wiped the tears from his face and continued: "I told Qingmeng that before I met you, no one could tolerate all my unreasonableness and willfulness like you, so even if there is no emotional foundation between us, I am willing to spend the rest of my life with you, these are my sincere words." ”

"So I beg you, don't scare me like this, okay? You can get up now, and let's go home together, okay?"

She looked at him, at him who was still lying "indifferent" on the hospital bed, and tears slipped down again.

"Liu Yanbo, you bastard, I'll let you get up, did you hear that?" Yin Hanruo's mood collapsed again. "You bastard, you can't do this to me, you can't..."

——Will Liu Yanbo not wake up like this in the future?

Yin Hanruo was overwhelmed by this increasingly strong thought in his mind.

From gritting her teeth and splitting the door with an axe, until now, her spirit seems to be close to exhaustion, and she can't support it anymore—

She lay down, on the edge of the bed, unable to speak.

Yin Hanruo was crying, although her crying was low and intermittent, it was sad enough-

Liu Yanbo seemed to hear it.

He was still asleep, but at this moment, his brow seemed to wrinkle even deeper.

It's just—

Yin Hanruo didn't see it, and Han Shuilan, who was walking in, couldn't see it either.

Yin Hanruo heard the sound of someone coming in, wiped away her tears with a sheet, and then looked up at Han Shuilan who walked in.

Han Shuilan walked to the other side of the hospital bed, looked at Yin Hanruo's crying red eyes, and said with some expectation: "How is it?"

Yin Hanruo didn't speak, but shook his head weakly.

Lost –

They were silent and didn't say a word for a long time, just quietly looked at Liu Yanbo lying on the hospital bed, they were so overwhelmed.

I don't know how long it took before Han Shuilan said softly: "My friend said that his situation is self-hypnosis, and he is unwilling to wake up. ”

She couldn't help but stretch out her right hand and gently comb the bangs that were messed up in front of Liu Yanbo's forehead.

How desperate does a person have to be to prefer to sleep in a dream rather than wake up?

Han Shuilan didn't know.

In fact, in Han Shuilan's memory, there was originally a vague story about Liu Yanbo at the age of thirteen, if there was no reunion in Haida, if Han Chenxi had not been abducted, he would be just a hurried passerby who would eventually be forgotten to her-

But there are no ifs in life, and fate will always arrange some staggered teeth.

She and him, once again, deviated from their own self-determined tracks—

They reunited after a long absence.

The memories that had been washed over and over again by the torrent of time were condensed again, and more and more.

The past has been opened, and memories are like floods that burst their banks—

Even those trivial things, Han Shuilan could already remember them at this time, she remembered that time, one day-

It was a sunny afternoon, on the edge of the grassy playground, and he fell asleep beside her as a young man, singing softly, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly in his deep sleep......

♬ The dark sky hangs low

Bright stars follow each other

Bugs fly

Bugs fly

Who are you missing?

The stars in the sky weep

The roses on the ground withered

The cold wind blows

The cold wind blows

As long as I have you with me

Bugs fly

Flowers sleep

One pair after another is beautiful

Not afraid of the dark

I'm just afraid of heartbreak

It doesn't matter if you're tired or not

It doesn't matter what the southeast and the northwest

......

Have you ever heard singing in your dreams?

If there is -

That's going to be the most beautiful sound in the world, right?

Han Shuilan sang over and over again, and Liu Yanbo's frowning brows slowly relaxed......