Ye Wenxuan felt that he had a dream, and the person in the dream was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.

In the dim and cramped recording studio, the man woke up from the desk on the recording table, his head aching, and his whole body felt very weak.

Rubbing his head, the man looked at the time, it was approaching eleven o'clock.

He got up from his chair, sighed, draped his somewhat shabby coat over his body, and staggered home.

I returned to my own small nest, a rental house of less than 20 square meters, small but clean.

It's as if nothing has happened, the world is still that world, and he is still a nameless eighteenth-tier singer.

Later, the album he had worked hard for ten years was released.

The results were mediocre, like pebbles smashed into the sea, splashing a little bit of water, but not causing the slightest ripple.

It can be said that the music dream has been shattered.

The man gave up his dream, started a small business with the only savings he had, opened a small supermarket, and earned a lot more than he used to be an unreliable singer.

The guitar and stereo at home were sold by him for thousands of yuan, and since then he has completely fallen in touch with music.

Ordinary days, every day seems to be repeated, without any new ideas, without any ups and downs.

Later, his parents introduced him to a partner, and the family conditions were average.

The girl is very beautiful, with a gentle and virtuous personality, and when she laughs, the two shallow pear vortices are very sweet.

The man liked the girl very much, got along for more than a year, and both parties were relatively satisfied, so they got married.

The name of the man's wife is Ran Yirou, a name that men always feel very familiar, but they can't remember the origin of this name, and it finally comes down to the imprint in the dream.

After the two got married, the trajectories of men and many men in the world began to coincide and began to fight for their families.

Men are very strong, their heads are more active, and gradually supermarkets are getting bigger and bigger, and the economic situation is getting better and better.

In the third year of their marriage, the man and his wife gave birth to a daughter.

The daughter has the same big eyes as his wife, and her fleshy appearance is very cute.

Since then, there has been another burden on the man's body.

The daily struggle gradually has a goal, and the daily struggle gradually has a motivation.

However, the mechanical life finally makes men feel bored.

Every day when he comes home, the man will stay in the car in silence for half an hour, because only this half hour is his own.

Fortunately, he had a virtuous wife, which made him less troubled.

In the blink of an eye, spring turned to autumn, and the man's hair gradually turned gray, and his back gradually became rickety.

As the child grew up, the man and his wife gradually breathed a sigh of relief.

The two are planning a world trip, planning to take advantage of their good health to go out for a walk and see what the outside world is like.

However, just when the ticket was booked.

The daughter got married and soon became pregnant with a baby.

The daughter and son-in-law were busy with work every day and had no time to take care of the children, so the man and wife took over the responsibility again and began to raise their grandchildren.

I couldn't go, so I had to refund the ticket.

This care took care of him for another ten years, and ten years later, the grandson grew up and was taken in by his parents.

And at this moment, the man and his wife are already old and decrepit in Twilight, and even if they want to go out and have a look, they don't have that body anymore.

After a few years of ordinary life, the man fell ill and couldn't afford to get sick.

In the white hospital room, which was filled with pungent medicine, the man was lying on the hospital bed, his children and grandchildren were standing around him, and his wife was sitting beside him.

After a few words with his children, the man let them all out, leaving only his wife in the ward.

Looking at his white-haired wife, the wrinkles on her face are dense, but you can still see her young appearance from her eyebrows and eyes, and she looks so kind and kind.

The man looks at his wife, and after decades of companionship, the two parties have already become part of each other.

Without too many words, the man gently took his wife's hand, wearing a ventilator, but the corners of his mouth curled, and a tear couldn't help but flow from the corners of his eyes.

His eyes gradually blurred, and the man seemed to see his twenty-year-old wife, who looked so beautiful.

Delicate and fair skin, a pair of bright and moving big eyes, and a smile seem to be able to infect all things.

Men always feel that their young wives are so familiar, but they can never remember where they came from.

I don't want to, I don't want to......

The man's mind gradually became confused, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Finally, he slowly closed his eyes.

……

New York, Grammy-designated hotel, Presidential Suite.

The morning light spilled into the room, through the layers of curtains, and sprinkled on Ye Wenxuan's face.

Ye Wenxuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly woke up from his sleep.

When he opened his eyes, Ye Wenxuan's gaze was empty, and there were undried tears in the corners of his eyes.

Last night's dream was so real.

Isn't that man the same thing, if he hadn't been reborn, would the future trajectory be the same as in his dream when he woke up that day?

Everything in the dream is vivid.

Include...... She!

The wife in his dream turned out to be his sister Yirou!

Exactly the same face, temperament is also very similar, gentle and elegant, almost completely overlapping with reality.

In the dream, he spent his life with her.

Even the scene when he had sex with Sister Yirou was so real, as if it really happened to him.

He couldn't even tell which ones were dreams and which ones were real.

For Sister Yirou's feelings, she couldn't hide or cover it up in her dreams, and she was completely exposed in her dreams.

Even if Ye Wenxuan wants to escape now, he has to admit one thing, that is...... He loves Ran Yirou, and his love is extremely profound!

It's like the feelings in a dream, as if moisturizing things silently, but unforgettable.

Isn't that the same relationship between him and Ran Yirou?

got acquainted from the end of the day, and the two supported each other and staggered forward in the entertainment industry.

The hearts of the two gradually merged into one in the wind and rain.

Ye Wenxuan once paralyzed himself, and attributed this feeling to family affection, to family affection like Ye Jiachen.

But Ye Wenxuan knew in his heart that these two feelings were completely different.

That's not affection, it's ...... Love.

Ye Wenxuan was lying on the bed, countless thoughts were tumbling in his mind, as if he couldn't find a thread.

Sighing, Ye Wenxuan slowly sat up, lifted the quilt, and staggered slightly to the bathroom.

He couldn't figure it out, or rather, he chose to escape again.

When he walked to the bathroom, he didn't see that the corner of the quilt was lifted, a smear of red blood, blooming on the white sheets.

It's like a cuckoo crying blood......