"Got it. ”

Ning Xuanxuan only replied with three words.

"It's not enough, you replied to me like this: I know, I don't blame you for this, but fate is to blame. ”

Alan added a tongue-sticking expression to the text, and pleaded to Ning Xuanxuan.

"Haha, I know, I don't blame you for this, I don't blame fate, I blame only your friend for being too handsome. ”

Ning Xuanxuan also replied to him with a helpless expression covering her tears.

"You have to say, I'm handsome, too. ”

"Okay, you're handsome, okay, work hard, you're the director. ”

"Oh yes. ”

The two characters who seem to have their souls swapped, Alan is unyielding like a grinding goblin, but Ning Xuanxuan spoils him everywhere like a man.

Inside Dongcheng International Hospital.

Mingxi sometimes frowned and pouted, sometimes the corners of his mouth rose, sometimes he was short of breath, he tried to end everything that happened in the dream, but it always backfired, and there was no way to stop it, as if the live broadcast channel was opened in the dream, only a progress bar to move forward, and no back or temporary buttons.

At this time, Ming Xi was not sure that his pillow of yellow beams was all the real things that happened to Ning Xuanxuan in the real world, although he got the books that Torin Menghan brought, but it made him doubt a little on the basis of his original conviction, not that he believed in science, but he was not sure that he was so lucky.

Mingxi's 'daydreaming' is like a serial drama constantly unfolding in his mind, as long as he closes his eyes during the day, everything about Ning Xuanxuan will be involuntarily played, which Mingxi can't control with his own consciousness, and therefore, he gradually feels that these dreams are real through another time and space, and he is lucky.

Since then, Mingxi has been sleeping longer and longer during the day, sleeping more and more lightly at night, and his physical condition has deteriorated, Lin Menghan has a lot to worry about this, even Mingxi's attending doctor feels strange, although his physical condition is not as good as day by day, but the frequency of brain waves is different from ordinary people, even if Lin Menghan found famous doctors from all over the world through Zhu Li in Quanqiu, and even held countless seminars, he couldn't figure out where Mingxi's problem was.

Looking at Ming Xi who was sleeping beside the hospital bed, Lin Menghan felt tired, even if she couldn't go against Ming Xi's wishes that she couldn't disturb Ning Xuanxuan, she couldn't persuade Ning Xuanxuan to come to see him.

Mingxi's brows began to tangle into a Sichuan character again, Lin Menghan wanted to use her hand to smooth Mingxi's eyebrows, and as soon as her hand reached his forehead, she saw the pages exposed under his pillow, and then she suddenly remembered the books she brought two days ago.

Lin Menghan took out the book that was pressed under the pillow, and found that the feet of some of the inner pages had traces of being folded.

Thinking that this behavior was just a boring act of Mingxi to pass the time, she thought Mingxi's childish behavior was funny, and when she closed the book, she accidentally found Mingxi's notes written on the title page with a vermilion ballpoint pen.

"These days, it's hard to reverse the 'night rest and wake up'" routine, thinking that I can spend a little more time with Jing'er in my sleep during the day.

Although separated by a layer of dream distance, I can feel her smile and smile up close, and I thought that this would be enough to comfort the remnants of life.

Unexpectedly, a dying person also has the shameless desire to be greedy and devour elephants, and when he thinks about it, he can't help but feel that his face is dull and he is ashamed of himself.

If it weren't for this unrealistic desire, it wasn't actually what I thought in my heart, but would anyone still believe it? All the dreams about Jing'er are constantly updating the progress in my mind like a TV series, which is really beyond the control or even more of my humble nature.

It would slowly go from an initial hour to three or four hours, and it would often make me wonder if the later nightmaresg updates would last for the entire day or for a whole future cycle or longer until I didn't wake up again.

If that's the case, I won't have a chance to record everything about Jing'er, and I won't have a chance to mention her to anyone again, Long Qi and Menghan, and I don't have to pretend to mention Jing'er inadvertently.

But even so, even if I know that I may not wake up again, why is there still a vague desire in my heart to leave Jing'er, is it because of the friend of the opposite sex who made friends with Jing'er in my dream?

I should be happy if I disappear into this world one day, at least I have nothing to worry about, because in this world besides me, she has friends around her who are more suitable for her to protect her for me.

At this point, at half past two in the morning, all the people should be in the beautiful dream woven by the dream woman, I don't know who Jing'er will be in the dream at the moment, will there be me?

I'm tired and can't write, so be it, I'll engrave everything else about Jing'er in the depths of my soul, so that I won't forget it......"

Lin Menghan's tears were like the living spring of a mountain stream, constantly turning in her eyes, she tried her best to resist the heat that wanted to take her eyes down, she didn't want to add any burden to Mingxi, who was about to wake up in the dark night, with the tears dripping on the title page.

Lin Menghan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and secretly restored the book in its place, so that she didn't have time to think about who gave him the vermilion ballpoint pen.

Lin Menghan pulled the blanket on her body for Mingxi, got up and approached the windowsill, she looked out of the window with her eyebrows locked, the depth in her eyes gradually froze, there was an infinite feeling that there was nowhere to vent and there was no way to tell the sorrow that could not be expressed.

It seems that the things that I didn't understand before can be slowly understood now, Lin Menghan quickly sorted out the time when Mingxi began to fall asleep in his heart from beginning to end, it seems that it is the physical reactions that he started to use after reading those books, and before that, Mingxi began to prepare to reverse his normal schedule of 'waking up from night and day'.

Lin Menghan turned around and bent down to carefully observe Mingxi's expression, as if he had thought through Mingxi's strange behavior in an instant.

"Julie, there's something I want to talk to you about, are you free?"

This is after Lin Menghan went home, he thought about it and did a lot of thinking before calling Zhu Li. She originally wanted to talk to Ding Qi about Mingxi's situation, but after thinking about it, Ding Qi hadn't paid much attention to Mingxi's affairs for many years, and now mentioning Mingxi's matter at the moment would not cause his mental burden and make him unhappy.