Waking up from his sleep in a hazy way, Wang Zijun looked at the surrounding environment a little confused. Red brick walls, two big clumsy wardrobes, and an old desk that looked bulky......

Turning over, the feeling of a hard bed made Wang Zijun feel so familiar with this bed, no matter what, he would never forget it, because he had slept on this bed for too many years.

His eyes fell on Liao Anru, who was gently curled up beside him. She slept like a frightened kitten, burying her head deep in the crook of his arm.

His hazy mind seemed to be filled with a lot of things. These things made him a little lost and a little lost.

Really yes dreams? With this thought rising in his heart, he was confused and unwilling to break his feelings at this time, and his palm still couldn't help but fall on Liao Anru's exposed body.

The body is delicate, like the best brocade, snow-white, white and full of texture. This feeling makes his memories seem to return to when he was newly married, or rather, now is when he and Liao Anru were newly married.

Although that memory is still clear, Wang Zijun's feeling at this time is that the scene of this home in the south of the smoke is true, or in his subconscious, which makes him feel that this consciousness is real.

"You're awake, do you want to drink water?" Liao Anru, who opened his eyes, asked Wang Zijun softly.

This sentence, Wang Zijun still feels familiar, in the memory of his sleep, when he and Liao Anru got married for the first time. When I woke up in the middle of the night, didn't she say that?

A feeling of reality. Wang Zijun couldn't help but hug Liao Anru's body hard, he was like a child holding his best toy in his hand at this time, and said softly: "Anru, I just had a dream. ”

Liao Anru looked at Wang Zijun's expression, and his heart was full of joy and uneasiness. She didn't know how to explain all this to Wang Zijun, so she could only listen silently to the words of the man she identified as a man in this life.

"I had a long dream, and in the dream, I had two different stories about the two of us......" Wang Zijun kissed Liao Anru's smooth forehead gently, and continued: "In my first dream, the two of us have been living in the south of the smoke. I teach, you do the housework......"

"The next year, our child was born......" Wang Zijun said of the child, and his face still couldn't help but show a trace of joy. A touch of pride.

Liao Anru originally had a trace of apprehension, but at this time he was completely immersed in Wang Zijun's dream. Although she felt that it was just a dream, this dream made her feel the urge to cry.

"What's the name of our child in your dream?" Although she knew that it was just a dream, she couldn't help but ask softly.

"It's called Zhenjiang, or did your father start it, saying that the child lacks water in these five elements, so he specially named it with water." Wang Zijun said that the child who now he thought he had been given the name Zhenjiang in his dreams. I was fascinated by it.

Liao Anru looked at Wang Zijun's leisurely face. A kind of tenderness, like a thousand threads of silk, filled from her suppressed heart, she was lying softly in Wang Zijun's arms, and she hugged Wang Zijun's waist violently. said in a solemn tone: "Then we will also have a child now, also called Zhenjiang." ”

This sentence was like a flame, which lit Wang Zijun at once, anxious and enthusiastic. Lingering and crazy, fragrant and sweet tormented him, Wang Zijun hugged the jade body of ** violently, and murmured: "Miss me to death, Anjou, you are my wife, I have no way not to love you!" ”

Liao Anru seemed to have been waiting for this moment, her slender snow-white neck leaned back, and she trembled and moaned slightly: "My dear, I've been thinking about you for so many years, I can't wait!" ”

So, Wang Zijun picked up Liao Anru, pressed him into his arms without saying anything, sucked it like a storm, and kissed him greedily, out of his body, and on his neck, as if he was about to melt Liao Anru. The woman lying in his arms moaned, enjoyed, and was full of pleasure.

When he reached his peak state, Wang Zijun broke the embankment and poured thousands of miles, as if all the depression and pouring in the officialdom were vented out, so clean, so happy, so unruly, so unstoppable, so exhausting......

Liao Anru, whose wind and clouds dissipated, and her eyes seemed to be like water about to fall, whispered to Wang Zijun who was pressing on her: "What happened to the dream?" In my dreams, am I virtuous enough? ”

Wang Zijun, whose body was slowly wandering around Liao Anru's body, did not speak at this time. In the face of that thrilling beauty, this body made him full of familiarity, but there was a trace of strangeness.

Where did this strangeness come from, Wang Zijun was not an irrational person, and he seemed to have a feeling of doubt at this time. But this trace of doubt under Liao Anru's tenderness, still made him quickly put down that thought, and said softly: "In the dream, you are not virtuous enough, but very virtuous, whether it is at home or outside, you have not let me worry about it......"

Wang Zijun thought of the scene of his and Liao Anru's life imprinted in his mind, which was as deep as the real one, and the words in his mouth were more and more full of warmth.

"Are you really right, the child went down to swim in the river and was really almost drowned?" Liao Anru heard Wang Zijun talk about his son swimming in the river, and his expression became very nervous, as if at that moment, his son really went down the river.

"Yes, Zhenjiang went into the water that time, if Aunt Zhao in the village hadn't found out early, I'm afraid something big would have happened. Because of this, you, who have never beaten a child before, slapped him hard, and even I didn't stop him. ”

Liao Anru pondered for a moment, and then said: "If this matter is true, I will definitely beat him harder than you beat him in your dream." ”

Wang Zijun looked at Liao Anru's serious appearance, and said with a smile on his face: "It's all a dream, why are you so serious?" ”

Is it a dream? Liao Anru's heart was full of expectation, although what Wang Zijun said made her feel unreal, but from the depths of her heart, she hoped that this thing would really happen, not a dream.

She not only hopes to have the child named Zhenjiang, but also lives quietly with Wang Zijun, who is a teacher at Yanzhinan Village Primary School, for the rest of her life. After all, in the story, he is not so radiant, and Liao Anru believes that he will be very good to him.

"What's next? Has Zhenjiang been admitted to university? "Well, I was admitted, and I was the first college student in the village, and everyone in the village came to our house at that time, I remember you cried excitedly for half the night that night, what a fool." Wang Zijun patted Liao Anru lightly and said softly: "If you have a child in the future, don't spoil him too much." ”

"Hmm." Liao Anru greeted Wang Zijun's words softly, and her legs lying flat on the bed were gently tightened by two points. However, in her heart, she didn't put Wang Zijun's entrustment too much in her heart, she secretly made up her mind that as long as she had a child with him, she would definitely take care of the child with the greatest care, so that he could live the happiest life from now on.

must be happier than the child named Zhenjiang in his dream.

"What's next?" After secretly making up her mind, Liao Anru looked at Wang Zijun, and at this time, she wanted to know more and more what Wang Zijun dreamed of next.

But due to not speaking for a long time, coupled with the hard work twice a night, Wang Zijun, who had not slept much, had quietly fallen into a dream. Liao Anru looked at the sleeping Wang Zijun, and stretched out his jade hand, ready to shake the guy who dropped the chain at a critical time to wake up, but the moment the finger fell on Wang Zijun, it slowly stopped. He looked at Wang Zijun's face with a hint of pride, and his expression showed a hint of intoxication. Sighing softly, Liao Anru let his head move closer to the broad chest.

The long-cherished wish of many years came true tonight, which made Liao Anru a little excited in her heart, but what made you feel more comforting to her was the dream he told him. That gave birth to a dream that she longed for infinitely.

"I know you're lying to me, but I'm still glad that this dream of yours would be great if it was true......"

Quietly staring at Wang Zijun, who was sleeping deeper and deeper, the love on Liao Anru's face became a little more and more. Although a trace of sleepiness rose in her heart, she endured it, and even used some small means to make those sleepiness pass.

Such a good dream, how can she sleep silently, Liao Anru wants this dream to accompany her forever, and she wants this dream that has been deeply introduced into her life and never wake up.

The silent night did not slow down because of Liao Anru's prayers, and it continued to approach the light with cold and mechanical steps. When the first rays of the sky penetrated the room through the glass, Liao Anru slowly woke up from his intoxicated life.

Looking at the ray of sunshine, Liao Anru said to himself: "In your dream, on the first morning of the wedding, I made you egg noodles, although this dream will not be repeated, but I still have to try to make it a little longer." ”

When Wang Zijun woke up, he found that Liao Anru was missing next to him, and there was no night sky light, although the decoration of this house was very similar to the house of Liao Anru's hometown, but Wang Zijun could still see the traces of this decoration.

For example, the curtains, such as the large glass illuminated by the sun, all this shows that he is still in this life.

He didn't go back to the days when he was newly married to Liao Anru, and the story that seemed like two dreams to him in a daze was actually happening in real life, but all of this had already happened.

After stepping out of bed, Wang Zijun opened the door, and outside the door was another world, exquisite decoration and scattered items, still reflecting the taste of the owner of this room is different from ordinary people.

It's different!

Wang Zijun, who sighed in his heart, strolled forward, and a fragrance came to his nose. He followed the scent and saw a bowl of egg noodles on the table.

Two fried eggs, yellow and fragrant, a few green onions winked mischievously around......

PS: Calling for monthly pass support!