"Maybe it's because you've been sleeping too long," I smiled, and my playful penchant was revealed, "but you don't know what you're dreaming about, and you can't tell the difference between dreams and reality?"

"No, I know, I know, even if I don't know what I have experienced in my dreams, but the deep feeling of joy and sorrow, joy and sorrow is the same as my own experience, every time I wake up, I have a strong consciousness, as if I have inexplicably jumped from one world to another, and in just a few seconds, I will forget everything. ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly realized something, and glanced at me a little vigilantly, "How do you know that I am often in my sleep, and it was Li Hui'an who told you?" and then snorted, "HO~, Li Hui'an, a psychological counselor, can reveal the student's situation at will?

"No, no, it has nothing to do with Hui An," I waved my hand and quickly clarified for Hui An, "You mentioned it when you ate hot pot, and I was curious to remember your words." ”

"Hui'an?" he keenly grasped my words, "It seems that you are really familiar with each other, what is your previous background? I have never seen Li Hui'an have any friends, and the students are all secretive about his past, and there are different opinions, no one knows where he came from, his family background or something, why, you know him very well?"

"Haha, how is that possible?" I smiled to hide, just wanting to get over the issue of Hui'an as soon as possible, "It's just that I've seen it before and can talk about it." However, he's not as flamboyant as you say, he's an absolutely trustworthy person!"

It's really bad, he didn't want to call Hui'an "teacher", so I also called him by his first name unconsciously, which was too wrong.

Fortunately, he didn't seem to be very interested in pursuing other people's gossip news, and seeing that I didn't want to say more, he didn't seem to have any intention of digging into the bottom of the matter, so he simply kept silent.

In the evening breeze, the branches above his head swayed in the moonlight, and on his body, his face flowed with light and shadow, and he put his arms behind his head and looked at the sky, showing a pleasant feeling.

This familiar silhouette reminds me of the red child who is smiling and enjoying the sunset on the top of the Woxiao Pavilion - the free red child, which is also close at hand, but the distance between our hearts is so far away, I never thought that the time that belongs to us would be so short, so I never knew how to cherish it.

"You say you can't remember the people and things in your dreams, isn't there anything worth remembering and impressing, such as knives and guns, or your favorite musical flute, or your favorite gold medal......" I tried to remind him. From the bottom of my heart, I still hope that he can return to the chic and comfortable red boy.

Although Hui An believes that everything is determined by heaven, and we should not go against the sky and forcibly pull everything back to the past, but now that I am looking at him so closely, I still can't help but follow the temptation and want to open the door of his sealed memories step by step.

I stroked the small gold medal pendant hanging from my neckline, it was the red boy's confidence that he could recognize me in the red dust, but now the gold medal had become too small, and even if I took it out, I was afraid that I would not be able to see anything clearly in such a dark sky.

"Nope. His answer was simple and straightforward, "All people, things, and things will be deleted from my mind in a short moment after waking up, as if they never happened, but I know that those dreams have been." ”

"Cough, cough," and at that moment, two coughs came out clearly, clearly protesting against our conversation as if no one was being heard.

Following the prestige, under the sparse shadow of the tree, a handsome figure leaned under a large tree, looking at us quietly.

"Long Xiaobai?" I snorted softly, who else would that figure be besides him.

His bright eyes blinked in the night, as if to signal that I had answered correctly.

"You're here, you're here, it's good to come and say hello, why hide in a dark corner and pretend to be a ghost?" Luo Shengying glanced at it, and spoke politely at all.

"I've been waiting for a long time, I've been standing here, are you talking about Xingshanghuan, where did you notice the others?" Long Xiaobai's tone was quiet, not painful.

Has he been here for a long time? I didn't even notice it, it was rare to get along with Luo Shengying gently, and I really didn't pay much attention to it just now, "Ah, I've been standing for a long time? Then come and sit together?" I moved slightly, patted the empty seat next to me, and greeted me in a friendly way.

No matter how the world changes, seeing him here and now is still a kind of intimacy.

"No, I'm just here to remind you that if you don't go back, the management teacher will have to go back to the dormitory to make rounds. He looked at the watch on his wrist, and the tone of the message was not light.

"KAO~," Luo Shengying jumped up from his chair suddenly, as if he was used to it, "I almost forgot." ”

It seems that Long Xiaobai knows his whereabouts and habits well, which is indeed wonderful and suitable, the two of them compete with each other in words, but they act in a way that takes care of each other.

Luo Shengying still has an unthinking personality in doing things, and when he jumps up, he hurriedly flashes past Long Xiaobai's side and flashes towards the trail.

I stood up slowly, and for some reason, although the night was hazy, I always felt that Xiaobai's eyes were staring at me all the time.

"You're a little peculiar," he said suddenly as I walked past him, "but it seems that the Holy Child doesn't like you." ”

"So what?" I smiled and shrugged my shoulders, helplessly, "Not everyone is a newcomer, and I don't expect everyone to like me. What's more, you are the best in the class, and even in school, and I never thought about making friends. ”

"But," he said abruptly, "he has talked to you about his own dreams, and the last thing he likes is for others to ask about them." ”

"Maybe it's because I'm too non-existent, and I happened to meet here, maybe he thinks it's okay to talk to a stranger. "I really don't know how to answer, this is kind of prevarication.

"Yes, then, what about Li Hui'an?" he suddenly shifted the target of the conversation, and like Luo Shengying, it seemed that he would not be proud of respecting his teacher.

"Mr. Hui'an?" I looked at him for some reason, waiting for what he was going to ask next. However, this time I learned to be well-behaved, and the honorific title of "teacher" can avoid some unnecessary misunderstandings.