No amount of company could stop this sadness, it never went away, but the train ticket was changed and the arrival was delayed by a month.

Gong Hai cried for a long time, and after crying tired, he fell on the sofa, his head resting on Mu Chun's thighs and gradually falling into a dream.

In the dream, the sun and the sea are getting farther and farther away, so far that huge cities engulf the blue sea, and huge high-rises obscure the red sun. The tall buildings are gray, the roads are too, and the huge city that crisscrosses it finally drives the sea and the sun out of Gong Hai's dream.

He woke up, flustered and overwhelmed.

Outside the window, dusk has fallen, and sporadic bird calls carry penguins in a hurry as if they are in a hurry to return home. There were no lights in the living room, and the piano, sofa, and surrounding walls were all immersed in the dim evening evening, revealing a weak compromise.

"Uncle Muchun, have I slept for a long time?"

"It's fine, an hour. Dreaming? ”

"How do you know I'm dreaming?" Gong Hai was amazed by Mu Chun's magic.

"It's easy to dream about naps, and I often dream of people who have passed away, and sometimes they become very big, with a hand as big as a mall, and eyes like the moon. They have long hair and noses that resemble bulging mountains. ”

Gong Hai was a little scared, but he was attracted by this terrifying dream.

"I also dreamed of something huge, a very big city, a hundred or a thousand times bigger than the sea, and the city in my dream was constantly growing, rising bigger and bigger, like taking a growth accelerator."

Gong Hai burst into laughter as he spoke.

"Well, growth accelerators...... And then what? Mu Chun's tone was gentle, not in a hurry or slow.

"And then it was so big that it swallowed up the sea and then the sun. The city is full of cars, people, and all sorts of things that we are familiar with, but it's all getting huge, huge. ”

Gong Hai gestured with his hand, his expression focused, as if he was still immersed in Fang Cai's dream.

This is a dream about acceptance, and in Mu Chun's view, this dream is a good sign, and although it started in a bad way, the process gradually changed for the better.

This good is not to change an irreversible sadness, nor is it to re-flood the city by the sea and the sun that has been swallowed by the city. The "good" here is a kind of acceptance, an acceptance that is pushed by a huge force.

In the dream, the sea and the sun can be said to be the agreement between Gong Hai and his father Gong Yifeng, and it can also be seen more simply as Gong Hai's father himself. The father and son had an agreement to go to the island for a vacation after the Lechuan International Piano Competition, but the sky was not as expected, the sea disappeared in Gong Hai's dream, and the sun disappeared, corresponding to the agreement in reality that the trip could not be made, and the father would not reappear.

It's all sad, and the great sadness projects a kind of engulfing action.

The city can be seen as a reality, which grows larger and larger, eventually engulfing the sea and the sun. And Gong Hai, who witnessed all this, although he deeply felt fear, fear and despair, he did not prevent it from happening.

At this point, Mu Chun confirmed this to Gong Hai again, and listened to Gong Hai's dream this evening again.

Indeed, as a bystander who witnessed this devouring, Gong Hai did not take any action regardless of whether he had the ability or not.

There are also two aspects that need to be discerned.

First: Gong Hai is powerless, so he consciously does nothing.

Second: Gong Hai just watched, let the city get bigger, and accepted that the city would eventually swallow the sea and the sun.

These two aspects often contain one thing in common - Gong Hai has done nothing.

In this dream, doing nothing is not a bad thing, on the contrary, it is a positive signal, which can be understood as Gong Hai's acceptance of the reality that his father will never appear again, and is no longer a struggle, denial and an attempt to escape.

Mu Chun picked up the water cup on the coffee table, handed it to Gong Hai, and asked, "How happened to the city later?" ”

"Later?" Gong Hai took a sip of water, just put the cup down and drank it several times in a row, wiped his mouth, looked at Mu Chun and shook his head slowly, and responded: "I don't know, I woke up from the dream later, and this dream will end here, and I won't know later." ”

"Gong Hai now closes his eyes and imagines the city of his dreams, imagining its tall buildings, streets, vehicles, ......"

"Okay." Gong Hai gently closed his eyes under Mu Chun's guidance.

"Do you see the huge city?" Mu Chun asked.

"yes, I see." Gong Hai's answer was succinct and clear.

"Very good...... Can you still see the sea? ”

"Invisible." Gong Hai shook his head.

"Can you still see the sun?" Gong Hai shook his head again.

"Very well, can you see the city's roads?" Mu Chun's tone became more and more peaceful, almost without any color, as if it had become a voice in a dream.

"You can see the roads of the city, there are cars and bicycles, and it is not different from the usual city, but it is very big."

"Does the city feel organized or disorganized?"

Gong Hai paused, one second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds, five seconds......

Mu Chun's brows became tighter and tighter......

"Orderly."

With Gong Hai's answer, Mu Chun's tense nerves finally relaxed.

"Xiaohai, Xiaohai." Mu Chun tried to wake up Gong Hai.

After opening his eyes, Gong Hai gulped and drank several sips of warm boiled water.

"What about Uncle Seven and Teacher Bailu?" Gong Hai asked.

"Let's wash the dishes in the kitchen." Mu Chun replied.

"What nonsense? Uncle Mu Chun is really confused, you see that it's almost dinner time outside, why are you still washing dishes in the kitchen, I think Uncle Mu Chun is still dreaming? ”

Being ridiculed by Gong Hai like this, Mu Chun was not angry, but couldn't help laughing, and pulled Xiaohai to teach him the piano on a whim.

"Xiaohai, you must teach me well, my piano level is so poor that your teacher Bai Lu is not willing to accept me as an apprentice at all." Looking at Mu Chun's self-pitying demeanor, Gong Hai really wanted to laugh.

"Okay, but the piano is so difficult, you're so old, it's really not suitable, otherwise you'd better learn to play the guitar."

"This is looking down on people, Gong Hai, you look down on your uncle at a young age, don't you?"

Mu Chun was in a hurry, and raised his right hand high and pretended to teach the younger generation a lesson. Gong Hai opened the door of the living room and walked into the dining room. As soon as Mu Chun chased him to the restaurant, Gong Hai was already hiding behind Ding Jiajun and shouted: "Doctor Mu Chun wants to beat people, and Doctor Mu Chun bullies children." ”

Ding Jiajun couldn't cry or laugh, and before he could figure out how the originally oppressive air in the room suddenly turned into an atmosphere of eagles catching chickens.

Bai Lu was even more unclear, but no matter what, Gong Hai's state was better than she imagined, ten times better, a hundred times, no, a thousand times better.