Yue Siyun didn't go in again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info he leaned on the door frame with his arms around his chest, and the gaze projected on Dai Qingtian's body softened point by point, and became a little softer.

There was a sound of vibration in his pocket.

He took out his mobile phone, glanced at it and pressed it off, then walked lightly to the bed, moved Dai Qingtian's feet to the bed, and lifted the quilt to cover her, then turned around and went out, and gently closed the door.

Yue Siyun did not go downstairs, but leaned against the wall outside the door, his shoulders relaxed, his right leg leaned over, and he pointed to the left side of his left foot with his toes, his arms were wrapped, and his narrow phoenix eyes were deep and distant, not knowing what he was thinking.

And Dai Qingtian, who was in the door, seemed to have entered another world in his sleep.

It is late autumn, the time of morning is the white fog, at a glance the visibility is only 100 meters, the front is all foggy, the green mountains and green trees loom in the fog, but the distance of 100 meters, it seems to be in another time and space.

Dai Qingtian walked on the forest path, and for a while he couldn't understand why he was here, and he didn't understand what kind of place this was.

She couldn't figure it out, so she walked forward.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, she saw a stone gate towering into the sky.

The pillars on both sides of the stone gate were carved with strange characters, which looked like Chinese, but she still didn't know what they were when she made them carefully.

She gave up struggling with the strange words and began to walk inside the stone door.

After walking for a while, I realized that it was a small town.

Or, it would be more appropriate to say that it is an ancient town.

It's a pity that it is an ancient town that has been deserted, and it seems that it has been abandoned for a long time.

Strangely, Dai Qingtian vaguely felt that this place was somewhat familiar.

Have you been here?

Dai Qingtian was thinking about flying when he suddenly saw a white figure standing there on the remnant wall in front of him, as if he was caressing the wall with his hand.

It was a young man, thin and with black hair.

Dai Qingtian's heart moved, and he moved closer to the past.

She had a strange feeling in her heart, as if the man was standing there to guide her to get closer.

The closer she got, the more familiar she felt, and she even had a sense of fate.

"Brother Rain......" she couldn't help but murmur, and her hand stretched out unconsciously.

The figure in front of her jerked back, and a face covered in scars and blood appeared in front of her with a grim expression, as if it was holding something in its hand.

Ahh

The door was pushed open suddenly, and Yue Siyun strode forward, just as he saw Dai Qingtian, who was sitting up and shouting, his eyes full of horror and cold sweat.

"Qingtian?" he stretched out his hand to pull Dai Qingtian, but the other party seemed to see something terrible, his eyes were wide open, and he was full of horror, and his body was stiff and cold.

"Sunny day?!" Yue Siyun grabbed her arms and shook them.

Dai Qing gradually came to his senses under his strong strength, but he could see that his face was still pale, and he should have been frightened a lot.

Yue Siyun slowly let go of her arm, and unconsciously touched her already wet palm with her ring finger and little thumb, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Dai Qingtian turned his head to look behind him in a daze, his gaze a little divergent.

Yue Siyun felt a little uncontrollably depressed in his heart.

"What did you dream about?" a sleeping man was awakened like this, something terrible must have happened in his dream.

But Dai Qingtian didn't want to say anything now.

Her originally rosy lips were a little unnaturally white, and her dark eyes were shiny and covered with a layer of moisture.

The ancient town, the broken wall, the man with the same face before the clouds and rain fell - no, that person's expression was wrong......

Dai Qingtian's shoulders trembled.

Is it cold?

Seeing that she didn't want to say, Yue Siyun didn't continue to ask. He knew too well that with Dai Qingtian's stubbornness, if she didn't want to say it, then she wouldn't spit out a word.

He reached out and flattened the messy quilt and wrapped Dai Qingtian in batter.

Then he heard Dai Qingtian's soft and tired voice: "I want to take a bath and sleep again." ”

Yue Siyun looked at her, "Take a shower, eat something and then sleep?"

Dai Qingtian shook his head slightly, and it seemed that such a simple movement was also very laborious.

Yue Siyun no longer insisted, and said, "Then you go to sleep first, don't think too much, relax, and tell me what you want to eat when you get up." He couldn't help but reach out and rub it lightly on her head, and got up to leave.

The finished work while looking at the recipe is already cold, and it is obvious that the other party is not in the mood to taste it now. He was strangely frustrated, and he didn't have the heart to eat, so he picked up a plate and wanted to pour it into the trash.

But when he stood in front of the trash can, he couldn't bear it.

He hasn't touched the kitchen for many years, but in fact, his cooking level is not bad. It's rare for him to think about Dai Qingtian's low mood these days, and he had the idea of making her a delicious meal, but now he is all in the soup.

He looked at the annoyance in front of him, and simply didn't care about it, casually put the vegetable plate back on the stove, and turned around and went to the study.

What did Dai Qingtian dream about?

Yue Siyun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the study and smoked, and his blade-like silhouette could be seen in the smoke, as well as his eyes that looked like sharp blades.

I don't know how long I stood there, but there were already five cigarette butts in the ashtray next to me.

He snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, frowned and smelled the smoke around his body, and decided to take a shower.

Yue Siyun is actually not a person who likes the smell of smoke, but in the past two years, he has gradually become obsessed with the temporary calm brought by smoking.

But since Dai Qingtian moved in, he gradually stopped smoking so fiercely. Today, he was stimulated by Dai Qingtian, so he took out the cigarette case again.

By the time he washed away the smell of smoke, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. He thought that Dai Qingtian hadn't eaten anything, and he didn't know if he was sleeping peacefully, so he turned around, planning to go and take a look before returning to his room.

The door was gently unscrewed open. Yue Siyun didn't treat himself as an outsider, and walked straight to the bed to watch.

Seeing this, Yue Siyun was stunned.

Dai Qingtian was wearing pajamas, and his hair was still wet, obviously washed but not dry. However, what is even more worrying than this is that she is obviously asleep with her eyes closed, but tears continue to flow from the corners of her eyes, and her expression is painful.

The teardrops were even more crystal clear in the dark night, and they dripped down her hair in the direction behind Dai Qingtian's ears, and on the pillow towel, it seemed to hit his heart again and again, with a sullen pain.

"Little sunny day......" He sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, and his tone was soft and helpless.

Years ago, he only wished this girl a happy and healthy life, but now it is even more contrary.