In the quiet night, Ruoxi woke up from her dream with a scream, she gasped for breath, only to feel cold in her chest and back, and sweaty in her heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is the familiar dream again. After a while, she blinked, got used to it, and only by the moonlight outside the window did she see that she was in a hotel, and she reacted that she was on a business trip in Shenzhen.

Ruoxi took the mobile phone on the bedside table and looked at it, it was only three o'clock in the morning. Disturbed by the dream just now, she didn't feel sleepy, so she got up in her clothes and stood by the window to look out. The night was as cool as water, but tonight the moon was big and round, hanging in the sky like a white jade plate, sprinkling silver light all over the ground. Also, the Mid-Autumn Festival will be in two days, and it seems that this year's festival will have to be spent in Shenzhen.

A gust of wind blew, Ruoxi couldn't help but feel a little chilly, so she lay back on the bed, closed her eyes, and remembered the dream she had just had.

She often has this dream, the scene in the dream is ethereal and illusory, so unreal, but every time it makes her wake up in a panic.

In the haze, in front of her was the back of a man, tall and straight, with a graceful posture, wearing a straight suit. Because he dreamed of this back many times, Ruoxi's impression gradually deepened, and after waking up, he could clearly outline the details of this back.

I don't know why, this man's back gives her a very strong sense of oppression, and it is simply a high-pressure aura. What made her even more strange was that the man was holding a swaddling baby in his hand, and the cry of a baby came out, and he was kneeling behind him, actually kowtowing to him.

What is this and what? Why should I do this? Every time he woke up in a panic, Ruoxi was confused.

In her dreams, she hoped that the man would turn around so that she could see his face clearly, but each time she was disappointed, and the man kept his back to her. Speaking of which, she had met him many times in her dreams, but she had never been able to see him for what he really was. The man was so mysterious, sneaking into her dreams.

She remembered that she had started to have this dream shortly after losing her memory, at first, she didn't care, but she still wondered if she had the same dream one after another, could it be that she met this man in that blank memory, and what entanglement did she have with him? So she told her parents about the dream in detail, but her parents insisted that she had never been in love during the time of her amnesia. Mom also sighed and said: "Xiaoxi, you are concerned about Shikang, and you have always been reluctant to have a boyfriend, until you reunited with Zimao half a year ago, but unfortunately not long after you dated, you were injured and lost your memory." Mom still had worry on her face when she said this, and she said it so firmly, and the father next to her also nodded to confirm her mother's words, and Ruoxi believed it.

Later, in the casual conversation, she also relayed the dream to Yiwen and Qiao Wei, and the two of them seemed to discuss, explaining that it was exactly the same as her mother's, and in the end, Ruoxi felt that she must be too boring to have such a strange dream. Perhaps, that man came from Shikangto's dream, thinking so, Ruoxi was shocked to realize that the back was really a little similar to Shikang's.

Shikang, the teenager she fell in love with in her youth, has always existed in her heart. Sunny and handsome, he ended his life in a tragic way because he couldn't accept his irresponsible biological father. Ruoxi only found out after reading the last letter he left for himself. But the Si people have gone, but the heavy pain has remained, and it has been with Ruoxi for so many years. On Shikang's death day last month, Ruoxi cried fiercely, mourning the loss of Shikang for 18 years.

The letter was bloody, and Ruoxi cried every time she read it. Especially at the end of the letter, he asks himself to forget about him and to be sure to find new happiness. But Shikang, I've let you down for so many years, don't blame me, because someone like you who can make my heart love again hasn't appeared.

Perhaps, Shikang and I will be alone in two worlds until we meet again in heaven. That's fine, if Xi smiles brightly, God has its own arrangements for things in the world: if you have no fate with Shikang in this life, you will wait for the next life!

Later, Ruoxi accepted that he had this dream every once in a while, and as time passed, the interval between this dream was also extended, and today he regained this dream in a foreign land, and it was three months since the last time.

Ruoxi opened her big beautiful eyes and stared at the ceiling in a daze. Could the man in the dream be Shikang? But what does the little baby he is holding mean? And why should I kneel and kowtow? What is all this alluding to? Ruoxi thought for a while, and then his thoughts turned back to Shikang, alas, Shikang, do you know that for eighteen years, we miss you very much.

By the way, Shikang, Huang Zimao, our classmates, do you remember? He is no longer the stubborn teenager he used to be, and has grown into a mature, steady, kind and responsible man. Over the years, he has been very good to me and has been pursuing me, Shikang, you let me find new happiness, my relatives and friends also want me to be happy, they all think that Zimao is suitable for me, although I have no heartbeat for Zimao, but in order to make people who love me feel at ease, should I promise Zimao and form a family with him?

After all, love is not the whole of life, Zimao and I are like relatives, supporting each other to go on, it is not a kind of life, Shikang, what do you think?

Ruoxi chattered in his heart and thought about Shikang. In her consciousness, Shikang is a trustworthy person, and even if he is in heaven, he will protect her. Only the answer to her was the silence of the room.

Ruoxi sighed and turned over, thinking that Zimao called her during the day and said that he had decided, and he would not give up on her even if it was difficult to do so. He also said that when he came back, he would talk to her.

Listening to Zimao's tone, he would propose to himself. And he seems to be ready to break the boat, and he even said that when necessary, he will cut it first and then play.

Ruoxi listened to him so decisively, and persuaded him for a long time, hoping that he would calm down, Grandma Huang is so old and in poor health, she can't withstand such a toss blow, in case there is a good one, how can we face it? To put it mildly, Zimao promised not to tear his face with his family as a last resort.

Ruoxi turned over again, covered his head with the quilt, and thought a little stunned: "Am I too cold to Zimao?" He is so enthusiastic about me, but I am as cold as frost, blindly caring only about my own feelings, how can I be so selfish? ”

However, the love in my mind is that the two are happy; It is a heartbeat and a heartbeat; It's a day of not seeing, thinking like crazy; It is a contract between life and death, and Zicheng said. Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son......

Why is my love path so unsmooth? Could it be that my expectations are too high, so I have stood alone until now? Or am I only suitable for ordinary and real life?

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The more he thought about it, the more he had a headache, Ruoxi shook his head and ordered himself: "Hurry up and sleep, there is still a lot of work tomorrow." She closed her eyes, tossed and turned for a while, and said in her heart, "Shikang, if the dream in my dream is really you, please turn your head and let me see you next time, okay?" ”

After a while, Ruoxi gradually fell asleep, but the dream did not appear, but he slept sweetly and dreamlessly until dawn.