Xu Xian was running, he was running fast, the scenery on both sides was constantly changing, his mood was anxious, and he moved quickly.

There was a gunshot in front of him, his body and mind tensed, and in a sharp turn, in the bushes around the corner, he was suddenly stopped by a man by the waist, because of the strong inertia, the man almost did not stop him, but was led by him to stagger forward a few steps, before he stopped embarrassingly.

The man dragged Xu Xian into the bushes and covered his mouth.

"Shhh The man's voice was low, but it could still be heard, gentle and shy, completely different from his tough methods.

Xu Xian raised his head and saw his face.

"Huh!"

He sat up from the bed at once, his head covered in sweat.

He gasped for air, his hands subconsciously fumbling with the white sheets, and finally found his phone.

A quarter past three in the morning.

He hadn't lived by himself for a long time, he hadn't had such a dream for a long time, this dream was like a serial drama, there were always some fragmented plots for him to do, those things that had nothing to do with him, like a reader, were replayed in his mind over and over again, forcing him to turn them into real dreams, to experience them one by one, those heart-rending memories.

It was not possible to live in a large compound, once or twice at first, but every time he woke up, he could hear the snoring of the half-grown children who were about to break through the roof, the kind of noise that made people's brains hurt, but it made him feel very safe, and over time, he stopped dreaming like this.

"Whew......" Xu Xian kept taking deep breaths, his violently beating heart began to gradually calm down, he held his mobile phone tightly, in the middle of the night, in the desolate suburbs, wanting to call him and listen to his voice.

Ding Ding Dong Ding Dong.

The phone rang with a faint musical sound, a series of short bells like flowing water, a prompt tone that only comes when you pay special attention to a friend's message.

He couldn't believe it a little, and flipped the mobile phone that was clasped on his back, it was sent by Lin Zhen.

"I had a nightmare. ”

What kind of dreams did he have too, did they also have to do with his family, were they the deepest fears, the kind of dreams that no matter how brave a man he was, he didn't dare to touch when he was alone.

Xu Xian thought about it, clicked on the video call, and quickly connected.

"What are you doing? ”

Lin Zhen was wearing home clothes, his hair was messy, and he had a little dark circles under his eyes, and finally had a little bit of the temperament of a down-and-out uncle that he should have at his age, and he was so delicate during the day that Xu Xian suddenly felt that he looked very close like this, and he looked better than when he was dressed.

"Are you crying?" Lin Zhen's voice came intermittently, and the signal in the suburbs was not so smooth.

"Hmm. Xu Xian reached out and touched the corners of his eyes, a little tense, he didn't find it himself, and now he can't hide it anymore.

"I'm scared, live on my own. Xu Xian said with a smile.

"How can I not believe it. Lin Zhen's voice sounded a little hoarse, he held the phone in one hand, turned his head, as if looking for water, sure enough, after a few seconds, he turned his face and raised his neck to take a sip of Evian.

"Why did you put such a bottle of mineral water at the head of the bed?" Lin Zhen laughed before he finished asking, he already knew the answer, he had stacked many bottles of mineral water on his bedside before moving out, and he knew that he had the habit of getting up in the middle of the night to drink water.

"Male god, I'm afraid, I don't dare to sleep myself. Xu Xian looked at the screen calmly, his heart had stabilized at this moment, as long as he saw him, he would be stable.

"Are there wolves in the mountains? What are you afraid of?"

"And what are you afraid of?"

"I dreamed, do you remember? When we used to live together at Director Kong's, I had nightmares, and we stole his bear. Lin Zhen said a little incoherently.

"I dreamed and cried, as if, as the old saying goes, it was true. ”

"What's the old saying?" Lin Zhen seemed to be refreshed by him, took another sip of mineral water, and asked with interest.

"Young couples and old companions. ”

"Who do you say is old?" Lin Zhen's tone became stern.

"Neither old nor old, the male god is always young, so let's be husband and wife first, okay?" Xu Xian said with a smile.

"I'm sleepy. Lin Zhen didn't answer his question, but it could be seen that he was really a little tired, and his good-looking phoenix eyes were blurred, if it was morning, it was enough to make Xu Xian completely excited, but at this time he was so sleepy that his eyelids began to fight.

"Then sleep?"

"I'm not afraid to sleep alone. Lin Zhen squinted at him, as if he was Sina Weibo, and always wanted to brush it again before sleeping, who knew that he would spend a night like this.

"What then? Or ...... Sleep with the video on, right?"

"Are you burning money?" Lin Zhen glared at him, he remembered that there was no WiFi installed in Kong Jiawen's cabin, and if he relied on the signal alone, how much would it cost for a night?

"Brother Jiawen's house has a signal. Xu Xian smiled, and he couldn't see that he was lying.

"Hmm. Lin Zhen thought about it, didn't squeak, but didn't object, and put the phone on the stand at the head of the bed.

"Can you see me?"

"Well, you close your eyes, I'll talk to you, and you'll fall asleep. ”

Lin Zhen opened his eyes again, played with a few strands of soft hair on his forehead in front of the camera, and combed them all behind with his hands, revealing a smooth forehead and deep eyebrows.

After more than ten years of tempering, his sense of lens is natural, even if he is completely without makeup, he is not as handsome.

"Foul on, you. ”

"No, my hair is a little long, I can't sleep well with my eyes covered, so you can lie down too." Lin Zhen said.

"My feet are cold, I can't sleep. ”

When they slept together before, Xu Xian would sometimes put his feet into Lin Zhen's quilt and touch his calves, he was awake, because his hot body was exposed to a slightly cool touch, and he would reflexively struggle, but he never resisted, nor did he say anything.

Xu Xian's leg meridians are not smooth, his toes are always cold, he can adjust his pulse to warm his body, but recently he has always coveted the warmth of the human body, which can not be replaced by any other heating facilities, warm, soft, and the vitality flowing out of the blood flow from his toes to his heart, and the whole body is warm.

"There's nothing I can do about it. ”

"Let's do a crowdfunding. ”

"What crowdfunding?" Lin Zhen's voice was already intermittent, as if he was half-asleep and half-awake.

"Lin Zhen dolls, waiting for the pillow with body temperature, it must sell well. ”

"Well, okay, I'll give you one first. ”

"No, I want the original. ”

“……”

Lin Zhen finally opened his eyes, glared at him, smiled again, and fell asleep directly.

Xu Xian looked at Lin Zhen's sleeping face, and slowly stopped sleepy, and at the other end of the network, the sound of his even and calm breathing was very slightly, which made Xu Xian feel warm and safe in this deserted village and wild store on the outskirts of Beijing.

Because of the family relationship, his second middle school is relatively long, and even until now, there will be some writers in his bones to criticize the instinct of society, sometimes I see the mass media reprint some family disputes caused by leftover men and women, and the second child, and I can't understand why so many old families want their children to get married as soon as possible.

Now he looked at Lin Zhen through the screen, and suddenly found that many things in life, once there is a person who has the same heart as you, it is not so difficult to accept, those hatred and frustration that were once very pure, in front of this person, gradually become insignificant, just a piece of the past, no longer untouchable scars.

He also seems to want to have a family, in the period when wild fans silently licked the screen, he didn't dare to think about it, but now, not only dare to think, but also dare to do it.

Xu Xian thought wildly, and actually laughed out loud, he quickly covered his lips, turned off the microphone of the video, took out a pen and paper, got up from the bed, turned over, and lay on the thick pillow to start coding.

Suddenly he knew what he wanted to write, an adventure story about a young candidate who repeated his studies for a year, and in order to escape the modern facilities, he lived alone in a monastery on a hill arranged by his parents, and there was no incense in the temple, only a sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk told him that he could go out for a walk after dinner, but that he must come back before midnight, otherwise he would close the mountain gate, and whatever excuse the young man had, he would never open it again.

The young man is a rich second generation, and he is in a rebellious period, and he is very dissatisfied with his parents' arrangement, so he often does some weird things to test the bottom limit of the sweeping monk, but the monk is very gentle, no matter how he is teased, he will not really get angry until one day.

The young man did not return on time, and deliberately hid in the bushes outside the mountain gate, waiting until the twilight drums in the monastery sounded, and the sound was mournful and desolate.

The young man suddenly panicked, and he had a sense of foreboding in his heart, but he still suppressed the fear in his heart, and he went to knock on the door, but he never knocked on the door again.

The surrounding scenery is constantly changing, the original mountain temple is gone, only a broken well is left, the poisonous insects and beasts lurking in the grass are exposed, and the tigers are out of the woods, threatening the lives of young people.

He carried half a piece of dry food left over from dinner, and began his journey to find the temple in a desperate struggle one after another.

Perhaps this is a story of the search for faith, and this young patient has to face many inner obstacles, constantly exploring them, slowly piecing together the broken soul into a new and complete self.

Xu Xian finished typing the outline, and it was dawn.

In the video, Lin Zhen turned over, and it seemed that he was going to sleep for a while.

Xu Xian looked at him for a while, and wrote the name of the script in his notebook, "Young Don Quixote".

Young Don Quixote, I would like to be your Sancho Panza, I am not handsome, I am not tall, but I believe in everything you say.