Shen Ao here returned home in despair, casually threw the bloodstained coat aside, and sat heavily on the sofa, his eyes were empty, and his head was instantly empty, but Mu Qingqing's last words before he fell into a coma echoed in his ears: "I was saved by you again." ”

The faint tone was like a hammer weighing a thousand pounds, and all kinds of hammers hit his chest word by word, making him suffocate in pain, and the smile on her face at that time deeply pierced his eyes.

Shen Ao glanced at the coat on the side, and Mu Qingqing's dying appearance came to mind. The mottled blood stains were like a knife cutting at his heart, and the knife was bloody, and it was painful. He couldn't imagine how he would face the days ahead if she really died in front of his eyes.

He shook his head and exhaled deeply. The light in the room was dim, and by this dim light, he could hide his sadness well. After all, she didn't belong to herself, and when the doctor took him as her husband, he was in a trance, but Huo Haoran's arrival made him realize that his thoughts were ridiculous, and everything was just delusional.

He stood up, patted his forehead, and said to himself, "What do you think?" He walked towards the bathroom. The cold water flowed out of the sprinkler, and when it was sprayed on him, he didn't feel a little cold, compared to the chill in his heart, it was really a small thing.

Shen Ao washed away the bloody smell of his body, replaced it with the smell of fresh shower gel, put on a brand new home clothes, poured himself a glass of wine in front of the wine cabinet, and closed his eyes on the sofa.

At this moment, Shen Ao finally relaxed from his nervous mood, unloaded his tiredness, and gradually fell asleep, his breathing became smoother, and his expression was finally no longer tense.

With the faint fruity aroma of red wine, Shen Ao returned to his childhood in a trance.

"Hey, hey. Shen Ao was pulled from the corners of his clothes, and looked down to see the little girl who appeared in front of him, staring at himself with cute big eyes, her long eyelashes flickering like a butterfly with wings.

Seeing that Shen Ao looked at herself in a daze and didn't answer, the little girl said, "Esoteric, what's wrong with you? Why are you stunned? Hurry up and play, what are you thinking." Mu Qingqing shook his hand in front of him, looked at him with his eyes open, and beckoned him to come back to his senses.

He didn't believe his eyes, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and said in disbelief, "Oh, nothing, nothing." ”

Shen Ao was held by her hand and dragged him to the park, Mu Qingqing picked a flower and brought it to his head, tilted his head and asked Shen Ao: "Shen Ao, do you think I'm beautiful?"

"Well, pretty. He nodded vigorously, there is no doubt that no one is as clear and beautiful as him.

Mu Qingqing's fair face was full of pink, and his tender little mouth closed one by one: "Then, is it the most beautiful girl you have ever seen?"

Shen Ao stared at her, his eyes doting, and replied in a firm tone: "Yes, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, and no one can be more beautiful than you." ”

She lowered her head shyly, put her hands on her body, kicked the stones under her feet, and muttered in a low voice: "Then will you be my groom?"

"Huh?" Shen Ao didn't hear clearly, and subconsciously asked her.

"Shen Ao, let's make a game, a game for the bride and groom, will you be my groom?" Mu Qingqing's eyes flashed with dazzling light, and Shen Ao was so absorbed that he nodded without thinking about it.

After Mu Qingqing finished speaking, he excitedly took Shen Ao's hand, and the small soft hand was held tightly in Shen Ao's hand, warming each other's hearts.

"Let's go, let's get married. Mu Qingqing led Shen Ao to the flowers.

In this short journey, he seemed to see that Mu Qingqing had grown up in the future, standing in front of him in a snow-white wedding dress, smiling happily at himself. So he secretly made up his mind in his heart that when they grew up, he would definitely give Mu Qingqing a beautiful wedding, and only a good wedding could be worthy of the most beautiful person in front of him.

Shen Ao in the dream smiled happily, but Shen Ao, who was sleeping, had a tear in the corner of his eye, maybe even in the dream, he couldn't believe that Mu Qingqing really returned to him, just like in the dream, pulling himself into the wedding hall.

Shen Ao didn't wake up, he didn't want to wake up, and only in this way could he hold her hand unscrupulously, only in this way could he realize his dream for many years. It can be that current events backfired, and the sudden appearance of the figure in the dream made Shen Ao panic.

Just as they were holding each other's hands and completing their oaths, the man who suddenly appeared picked up his bride and ran away frantically.

Shen Ao kept chasing after him, but he couldn't catch up, the man suddenly turned around one by one, and Shen Ao saw his appearance clearly-Huo Haoran.

Shen Ao stopped, Huo Haoran had already run away, the surroundings were pitch black, he couldn't see his five fingers, he couldn't find the direction at all, he could only hear Mu Qingqing's cry for help: "Help me, Shen Ao." Help me, Shen Ao help me. ”

He woke up suddenly, gasping for air, his chest heaving violently, beads of sweat soaking his collar. Only then did he realize that everything was just a dream. Mu Qingqing never belonged to himself, and he never got Mu Qingqing, everything was just a dream he had, and when he woke up, everything came to naught.

Shen Ao picked up the red wine on the table and poured it violently, only then calmed down. Thinking back to the dream just now, I can't help but feel a little ridiculous. Think about it day and dream night night. Could it be that his obsession with Mu Qingqing has reached such a point, he can't really have her in real life, even in his dreams, he has to take her for himself.

"Huh. Shen Ao couldn't help but laugh at his life.

There are some places where he can't figure out, why the robber in his dream is Huo Haoran, he is not such a narrow-minded person, because Huo Haoran's love scandalized him, but what did he ignore?

After a day of nervousness, coupled with the effect of alcohol, the more Shen Ao thought about it, the more he felt a splitting headache, his head seemed to explode, he raised his hand and rubbed his temples to relieve the pain, but his brows were wrinkled even tighter, Shen Ao irritably put the wine glass back on the coffee table, got up and walked to the refrigerator and took a bottle of beer and drank it to himself.