Yinglong fell asleep in a daze.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and he felt a little thirsty after drinking, and his mouth was as dry as a desert under the scorching sun.

He wished that it would be nice if a drop of nectar could fall on the fiery gravel flats.

Yinglong's body was full of suffocating heat, and sweat soaked his body, sticking the white vest on his body tightly, against his chest and back. Unconsciously, Yinglong lifted the corner of the quilt to make his body feel cooler.

The room was quiet, Yinglong's eyes were half-closed, but at the moment his eyelids seemed to be glued, and it was a little difficult to open them, so he had to continue to sleep with his eyes closed.

After a few moments, he struggled to open a line of eyelids, the light was a little harsh, but Yinglong still planned to continue sleeping.

I don't know how long later, he lay on his back, and in a trance he felt a pair of soft fragrant lips gently pressed against his mouth, like a piece of jade with body temperature, slightly attached to it, with an irresistible fragrance and warmth moistening his dry heart.

The dragon is eager to receive this reward from heaven.

He licked his lips with the tip of his tongue and squinted his somewhat laborious eyes to look out.

In the haze, Yinglong seemed to see a dazzling halo in which a young woman in a white veil was looking down at him.

The woman's delicate face was like Shiwei and just like Yuxin, and those soft eyes seemed to be Wen Xue's inquiring gaze. At this time, the woman stretched out a soft jade hand, gently lifted her forehead, and her fragrant hair, gently tugged behind her ear, and a sweet smile bloomed on her cheeks.

In an instant, she slowly raised her head, and there was a pair of shallow pear vortices in her smile.

Yinglong was intoxicated by this charming atmosphere, looking at the image in front of him, he didn't understand who this woman was, but the feeling was so familiar, bringing him a fresh and pure taste.

So who came to him at this moment?

What news does she want to bring me?

Yinglong was puzzled, closing his eyes and thinking, reminiscing about this sudden intoxication.

"Yinglong--"

The voice sounded so soft, so hazy.

Could it be a voice from the fairy world?

Yinglong felt anxious, couldn't help but open his eyes, and reached out to pull the woman in white.

But at this moment, when his hand was about to touch the garment, the woman turned and drifted away, leaving only a warm breeze blowing.

Yinglong couldn't help but wake up violently: "Wait!

He lifted the futon and sat up, "Who is it?

Yinglong looked around anxiously, and when he looked closely, it turned out that there was no one around.

He was the only one sitting at the head of the bed, all around him empty, and there was silence all around. The energy-saving lamps overhead emit a blinding white light.

It turned out to be a dream just now, Yinglong felt a little regretful, and couldn't help but sigh, recalling the scene he had just seen, the picture seemed to be quietly passing away, gradually becoming blurry.

Is it really a dream?

"Who is the woman in the dream? It feels so familiar, but I can't see her face clearly. ”

Yinglong leaned against the head of the bed, tilted his head back, and closed his eyes to remember what had just happened.

"Who the hell is the woman in white? ”

"But I don't know, who does she look like?"

"Alas--!"

"Is it an angel? ”

"So, it was the legendary angel's kiss just now, and will I be lucky in the future?"

Yinglong was puzzled, and searched his stomach to think about all possibilities.

"What does this mean exactly, and what does it mean exactly?"

"Could it be that an angel is calling? I'm going to be lucky, why? It was really exciting. ”

Yinglong gulped in the stuffy air, which seemed to smell fragrant, and he stood up and pushed open the window of his room so that the cold wind outside blew in.

Yinglong was still very hot, and he was going to take a shower first, but he was soaking wet.

He stood up, put on his slippers, walked to the bathroom to turn on the hot water, took off the white vest attached to his body, stood under the sprinkler, and raised his head to let the warm water spill on his body.

Hot water ran down Yinglong's hair, drenching his body.

He folded his arms around his chest so that the hot water would run from head to toe.

Although Yinglong is not very strong, he still has a well-proportioned body, but unfortunately he is about to run away.

At this time, many people were already holding a big belly, but luckily Yinglong didn't, and his abdominal muscles were still solid and flat.

Yinglong usually has a hobby of fitness, as long as he is free, he will see the stitches and needles to exercise. Yes

During this time, he specially made a fitness card to go to the gym to warm up in his free time.

Yinglong bathed in the hot water, thinking about Yuxin and Wenxue.

He felt that the images just now looked like them, but in the haze, he couldn't tell who they looked like, but he felt a little confused and intoxicated.

And that gentle call, is it to wake up the sleeping dragon?

Although he was half-asleep and half-awake, he could feel the call of angels.

Looking back on the past, Yu Xin broke up with him and left, but what about Wen Xue now?

Yinglong suddenly felt a little impossible, and subconsciously felt that nothing would happen to Wen Xue and him. But Wen Xue's soft gaze can understand a little, could it be that Wen Xue really likes him?

He felt uneasy, feeling that the gap between him and Wen Xue was too big, he was already about to be forty, and Wen Xue was only in her twenties.

Yinglong seemed to be able to guess what Wen Xue was thinking, although he didn't say it explicitly, but he could guess a rough idea of what he was thinking in that kind of look.

Yinglong guessed Wen Xue's thoughts, but he felt that he was too ambiguous, maybe Wen Xue didn't think like this, he was just wishful thinking, and he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

Yinglong was in a dilemma, and couldn't help but think of Yu Xin. Could it be that they will part ways like this in the future? They can only meet at the appointed time, and perhaps this life is destined to go on like this.

But Yu Xin didn't seem to have forgotten him, so why wouldn't he think of what happened with Yu Xin.

Yinglong inevitably blamed himself, but he also understood that these things meant that they were still disconnected from each other.

Wasn't that piece of jade a foreshadowing that they would be like a lotus flower on a lotus root in the future, and they would always be united. Although each blooms with flowers, the roots are forever connected.

And is the woman in white in the dream giving an "angelic kiss"? What does her arrival mean?

And that kiss almost hid the dragon deep in his heart, and the long-standing ice melted in an instant, and the spring of affection was about to gush out from under the ice. This means that Yinglong will make a choice from now on, so that he will not wander alone at the crossroads of life, but will definitely choose to be alone for the rest of his life.

The thousand-year-old iceberg is gradually melting in the sun, and he will make a choice to find a lifelong companion to wander through life.

However, did the angelic kiss really wake him up?

The hot water soaked every pore, sending a trace of warmth to every skin, and he felt very comfortable, as if the chill in his body was evaporating, thus pouring sunlight into every skin on his body.

The dragon rubbed his somewhat numb face in the current, allowing it to rejuvenate in the warm water.

He closed his eyes and enjoyed the temperature of the hot water, then wiped his body clean and walked out.

Back indoors, he went to the window, looked at the darkness in the distance, and replayed in his mind the shadow he had seen in his dream.

If he hadn't experienced it himself, even if he had heard such a plot in the story, he wouldn't have believed it.

The woman in the white veil shrouded in light left a deep impression on him, even though he thought that these were just dream adventures, and he was so moved that he even thought that it was a call from heaven.

In this situation, he felt a long-lost germination growing in the bottom of his heart, just like an ivy growing new shoots, bathed in the warm spring sun, sucking the warm breath to reveal vitality.

An irrepressible feeling spread through every cell of him, as if he was calling an angel, and was given a new life, giving him a kind of hope for life.

Yinglong knew that he could no longer be silent, that he could not allow his young life to grow old in an endless slumber. He needs new emotional elements to inject into the soul that has been depressed for a long time, and even the most empty soul needs to be watered by the rain and dew of life.

The feeling of a light kiss awakened his long-lost paintings, giving life to the withered flowers.

The dreamer's delicate gaze seemed to be probing the thoughts of his soul, and the flickering eyes were full of the power to see through the heart, instantly exposing his dull heart to the sun, allowing him to absorb endless spirituality in the light.

Yinglong hopes that this is not just a dream, but that there are real angels descending. Although there was no one in the time and space when he woke up, the breath that lingered in his nose seemed to still have a lingering fragrance.

After a few moments, he closed the window and went back to bed.

Yinglong sat calmly at the head of the bed, looking out of the dark window.

It was quiet outside, there was no sound, and perhaps people were still asleep.

From afar, the dull sound of trucks was heard, from far to near, and from near to far, disappearing into the silence of the night.

Then he stood up, walked over to his desk, turned on the lamp, and tried to draw with a pencil the appearance of the woman in white in his dream.

But no matter how much he recalled, he couldn't paint a clear picture in detail.

It's just that those eyes left a deep impression on him, and Yinglong had to draw those clear eyes on paper, but no matter how he depicted them, he couldn't convey that indescribable look.

Perhaps only in the depths of his heart can he appreciate the meaning of that kind of eyes.

When he put down the brush and looked at the eyes that appeared on the paper, he couldn't help but sigh that these bright eyes looked a bit like Wenxue's eyes no matter how they looked.

And at that time, he also felt that those eyes were staring at him, as if they were Wen Xue's affectionate gaze.

Is this just an illusion?

Yinglong felt incredible, and felt ashamed, he shouldn't think about Wen Xue like this, Wen Xue was too young, and he had only left Yu Xin for a few years, not to mention that they still had contacts.

But why is this happening? Why does he feel that Wen Xue is there looking at him gently?

Yinglong couldn't resist this thought, and couldn't help but feel very conflicted inside.

And when he recalled Wen Xue's soft gaze, she was there looking at him, as if it was a warm sun, instantly illuminating him.

And Yinglong always tries to avoid this gaze, fearing that he will become a defeated general under the scorching heat.

It goes without saying that he will also be heartbroken in front of Wen Xue, after all, he is a man, and now he is single, how can he not need the care of a woman, Yinglong couldn't help but feel a heartbeat when he thought of this.

But when he calms down, he thinks of Yu Xin and Xiao Yingrui again.

When Yinglong found that he had come to an intersection, his heart was extremely entangled.

It is true that he is very conflicted at the moment, but who will stay by his side in the end and spend the rest of his life with him.

What's more, there is no marriage contract between him and Yu Xin, and Yinglong is now free, but there is still a residual warmth in his heart.

Yinglong looked out the window and combed his wet hair, a few drops of sweat falling from between the strands.

He felt that Yu Xin might be reserved and didn't express his current thoughts to him, should he rebuild the old good, or go his own way?

Yinglong sometimes asks himself what Yuxin thinks, and whether he is still blaming him for his mistakes.

He was in a mess and couldn't figure it out.

Yinglong didn't want to find out who was right and who was wrong, that didn't mean anything.

And he also wants to look back on the warm moments of the past, and even feels that he can forgive Yu Xin, as long as she doesn't repeat the mistakes of the past.

Yinglong believes that there is not much to pursue in emotional disputes, because there are always all kinds of complex entanglements.

Some things are really hard to choose, and besides, they already have a child between them.

Yinglong sighed: "These things are so complicated, I don't even know how to choose." It was so in the past, and it is still so now, even when I wake up in a deep sleep, I am still entangled in contradictions. ”

After a while, he had an idea: "No matter what happens in the future, I don't want to go against my current life again, now that I feel that I have come to my senses, I will simply let my feelings come to life." It's just that some things still need some time to think about and wait until the opportunity is ripe to make a decision. ”