When Xiao Yu woke up in the car, it turned out to be a dream, and she knew that this was an illusion in the consciousness of the brain, that is, a kind of imagination derived from consciousness, and a demand of people themselves. Or rather, wishes.

She was lying on Zhang Bo's body, fluffy and soft, Zhang Bo's hand was on her chest, still sleeping, showing no signs of waking up, it was really like a nephrite warm fragrance in her arms. Xiao Yu's heart was beating, his face was red, and he felt a little burning, simply, let you sleep in your arms, you can also have a good dream. Xiao Yu was reluctant to move, she smelled Zhang Bo's body and hands with a sweet and fragrant body fragrance, from experience, this is not the smell of cosmetics, her hands are on her chest, she feels sweet and silky in her heart, bright and beautiful, very comfortable, close her eyes, and still want to sleep, and dream.

Outside the car, the sun lit up and shone on the car, and on the surrounding grass felt, the ancient locust leaves were sprinkled with dewdrops, and the sun also shone on the car. On the glass of the car, there is a layer of fog.

Zhang Bo has been sleeping since last night, dreaming, and dreaming of his hometown.

……。 He rose to the sky above the provincial capital, and began to drift long, a cloud of acacia flowers floated in, he climbed up, stood on it, the blue sky could reach out, the stars were sparse, and the crescent moon was like a bow and string.

At your feet is the singing city, and the city is full of songs. The mountains in the cool night, sometimes hidden, sometimes thick, sometimes light, that gathering the bright lights, is the palace of the city. There are roads connecting the city to the city, all the way to the lights, over the mountains, winding forward.

The breath of the city rushed into the sky, which was the synthesis of carbon dioxide plus lead gas and miscellaneous gases in the sun exposure for a day, machinery and wheels rubbing for a day, people breathing for a day. This breath will dissipate in the air, in the soil of nature.

The breath of the forest rushed to the sky, it was cool and fresh, giving people a spirit, and the woody fragrance of life made Zhang Bo's eyes brighter. Bright as moonlight.

The breath of the river rushing into the sky was moist and smooth, like the song of pulling anchor and starting a boat, flowing in his heart.

The breath of the earth rushing into the sky is the fragrance of thousands of miles of wheat turning over the golden waves,... All of this is in the nostrils of Zhang Bo, who is driving the clouds and fog, and he can smell and smell.

He flew slowly. Drifting slowly, he was sometimes big and sometimes small in the long air. Right now, the smell of dust rushed into the sky, and there were countless smells rising in front of him, and he knew that this was coming to the sky above the green mountains of the Reclining Buddha, carbon dioxide, and diesel. Gasoline, and labor. The smell of sweat from the workers.... Below is the place of death of the bottomless abyss.

Looking at the lights by the moonlight, his green eyes were like wolves, and his heart trembled, and he hoped to be able to smell the original smell of acacia incense....

There was one in the Shijia Forest, and he floated there, hovering over the Shijia Forest. Like a swallow playing in the water, it came up and down..., a good smell of acacia incense, full of a lingering resentment that could not be told, rushed towards Zhang Bo and surrounded Zhang Bo. It must have been Zhu Rong's complaint, Zhang Bozhi said, this breath should be left for him to rest here. See you again! I'll come back to see you when I stop the day.

The lights in Linxian Building are still on, and the lights in the school and office are still on, which are all very familiar and familiar.

He flew to Zhongcun again, flew to the branch of Zhongcun Wofoshan Town Hospital, and saw by the moonlight, the pond glowed with the same light as Daming Lake, the acacia flowers opened in the moonlight, the door of the outpatient building was not closed, and there were lights in the windows of the dormitory. Miao'er! Zhang Bo's flash in his brain... He left the clinic building that he had single-handedly built.

Check it out! Miao'er is back. He drove the acacia clouds over and came to the sky above his home, Wu Qing and his wife had not slept yet! He really wanted to jump down and say hello! Wu Qing! Pretty good!

When I looked back at home, I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat! Without the shadow of home, the thousand-year-old building has become a ruin, and the big tree is gone! Half of the stake remained, and it was dark and not slippery, as if crying in the moonlight. Could it be that Miao'er was demolished, impossible, she loves this home! The ruins still smell of fire.

Go ask Miao'er, but I don't know if she is in the hospital or in the city, it stands to reason that she should go back to the city after work and go back to the painter's sister to be naughty.

Hey, how can I forget my dear and supreme painter sister, she must be in her studio, splashing ink like notes, on rice paper! Conceive a new work that surpasses the worldly painter Leonardo. Reach. Vinci., the shadow of the locust flower in the green mountain of the reclining Buddha and the cracks in the stone are also revealed, looking for the dead souls and living souls that have not been touched by the brush.

Thereupon! He went to the sky above the East Village again, blessed Liu Yang's family, and in the lower village, blessed the Meng family, flew over the Xiacun River, drove to the west, and came to the sky above the Nanhu Villa, my sister's home is still there, and the locust tree is still the locust tree! Both his own car and Miao'er's car were parked in the yard. The lights on the second floor were on, and Miao Er was standing in front of the painting case in a daze, she was tired of standing, so she sat down on the chair and followed the light to the sky under the moon. She didn't see herself, but she saw her, little sister, I really want to follow your dull gaze, drill into your eyes, and surprise you!

In the air, under the moonlight, someone rode Huai Duoyun to the front, it was Miao Qing.

"Xiaobo! When did you come back, aren't you dead? My sister asked.

"Sister, I'm in the provincial capital, you let me go! I'm going to go home and see it, and I'm going to come back to be a doctor. Zhang Bo was finally able to speak and opened his throat.

"I've been looking for you everywhere in the underworld, and it turns out that you are above our house. Miao Qing said.

"Go home and talk to Miao'er lest he go crazy." Miao Qing said.

"Madness is not Miao'er's style, everything you do is to rest and wait for the green mountains to rot." Zhang Bo said.

"She's already pregnant with your child, so why should she drink and mess around if she doesn't think about it." Miao Qing said.

"How do you know the way! I'll be responsible! Zhang Bo's eyes widened in shock.

"Don't say anything, you know her, you still have to accept it, people live for many people to live. Miao Qing said.

"Sister, how did you fly into the sky?" Zhang Bo asked. Doubt.

"I've been on Huangquan Road! After crossing the Nai He Bridge, I am going to go to reincarnation to find you again, to the human world, I have not lived enough. Miao Qing cried, and Zhang saw her sister crying for the first time.

"I'll fly too, but I'm also dead?" Zhang Bo asked. Don't understand.

"You were gone for three or four days, and I saw you dead on the news, and then, I was so angry that I went to look for you. Miao Qing explained what happened.

"I see." Zhang Bo cried: "Sister, is there any misunderstanding that hurt you." ″

"It seems that I'm really dead, so I might as well chase my sister." Zhang Bo said. Very sad.

"I checked the spectrum from Lord Yama, and there is no your name in it, you may not be dead, it was your consciousness information code that bumped into me, so I mistakenly thought you were dead. Bring these things to life. Miao Qing said sadly.

Zhang Bo went to hold his sister's hand, but he couldn't, and a rooster crowed from a nearby village outside the city.

"Xiaobo, brother, take care of your wife Miao'er, you can't lose her anymore. I can't show up during the day, if I want to think of my sister, Xishan Cemetery Cemetery. After Miao Qing finished speaking, he drove away in the clouds.

Zhang Bo was very bitter, thinking, I should go there, my wife Xu Rong I haven't seen it yet, go back and see!

A cool breeze blew, and Zhang Bo's dream returned to the car where Xuefu came.

To be continued! (To be continued......)