The darkness that can't be seen in the five fingers extends to the end, only a huge crystal box, suddenly shining with bright light, it seems more empty and quiet, and in the box lies a young man in white casual clothes, with a handsome face, calm and serene, as if immersed in sleep, waiting for waking up.

She, with black hair and a shawl, dressed in a white floor-sweeping wedding dress, stepped into the light slowly in the endless darkness, leaned down next to the box, and caressed the young man's face with pity through the transparent crystal glass.

"Haoyang, I've come to see you!" Her face was endlessly tender, with a shallow smile.

The young man seemed to hear the call, and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and bright, but they were cold and indifferent, as if looking at the blank sky.

She was seen with a pain in her heart, and her face was closer: "It's me, Haoyang is me!" ”

The glass seemed to be smeared with fog, gradually blurred, she wiped the glass in front of her in a panic, but still couldn't see the appearance of the person inside, in an instant, the pendant she wore on her chest lit up with a dazzling white light, stinging her eyes, only to see a white expanse.

"Simeng, Simeng!" Familiar voices echo in the unseen, blank world.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and the handsome face just now was close in front of her, with sword eyebrows like ink and black eyes like waves, fading away from some of the immaturity of Fang Cai, and a little more mature of a man.

"Did you have a nightmare?" He asked in a low voice as he stroked her forehead.

She stretched out her hand and touched his face silently, warm, it was the body temperature of a living person, and wiped the mist in her eyes again and again, it was him, and the edges and corners of her face were still clear.

"Auntie and uncle are waiting for you to eat, get up and change your clothes, and take you out later." He spoke softly, as if he was worried about scaring her, and he didn't forget to give her a handsome and charming smile before closing the door and going out.

She sat up, spread out the hand she had just touched him, and sat still for a moment before getting up lazily.

Her name is Yu Simeng, since she was eighteen years old, she will have a dream similar to just a few days, I can't tell whether it is a nightmare or a dream of expectation, and she has been with her for five years, from the initial tears to the current relief, but still can't get rid of the entanglement of that dream.

But finally the frequency has become a lot less, and the last time I had that dream was about twenty-three days ago.

The appearance of the young man lying in the glass box in the dream has not changed, but she is also wearing a wedding dress on the stage, but she has changed according to the appearance in life, and gradually, they are no longer like lovers, but like sisters and brothers.

The beautiful boy with a frozen face is the boy who just wiped her sweat, his name is Zhan Haoyang, the same age as Simeng, and the two are currently in love.

It feels really weird to look at him every day who is already as mature as her, and to see him in a dream every few days five years ago, so Simeng has never told him about it.

The current location is in a residential building in Xinyuan Community, City A, that is, Simeng's home, Zhan Haoyang has regarded this as a second home, coming and going freely, and will come here every morning to have breakfast with Simeng's family, and then a day of purposeless companionship.

Today they made an appointment to go shopping, but there was still no reason or purpose, just for the two of them alone, to be able to walk on the streets of this familiar and unfamiliar city A again, counting, it seems that they have not done this for five years.

Simeng sat on a racing motorcycle, hugging Zhan Haoyang's waist and clinging to his back, the cold wind blowing towards her from both sides of him, whirring in his ears.

The white gas coming out of her nose filled her eyes, and she still tried to keep her eyes open and look at the scene that flashed next to her, in a trance, as if some sense of déjà vu emerged.

When they arrived in the bustling city center, they parked their car in the parking lot in front of a shopping mall, and Zhan Haoyang straightened Simeng's hat crooked by the wind and asked, "Is it cold?" ”

"I'm already a zongzi!" She laughed and ripped off the scarf that covered half of her face, still wearing a mask inside.

He took her hand, perhaps because he had just ridden, and he still had a cool air on his hand, so he put it in his coat pocket.

They walked aimlessly through the crowd still immersed in the atmosphere of the Spring Festival, silently looking at the buildings around them, until Simeng stopped in front of a person holding balloons of various styles.

"Which one do you like?" Zhan Haoyang saw that Simeng was serious and asked her.

Simeng waved his hand embarrassedly: "No, it's so big." ”

"Is this okay?" Zhan Haoyang insisted on choosing a red heart, and when he saw that she was stunned and didn't shirk it, he stuffed the rope into her hand and paid for it himself.

"Oops! You...... You're really the class leader, right? A girl suddenly came out from behind Simeng, and her voice was surprisingly loud, so frightened that Simeng's hand trembled, and the balloon that had not been grasped quickly broke free from her hand.

Immediately afterwards, five more people appeared to surround Zhan Haoyang, and the balloon seller walked away with interest.

A group of people began to "attack" Zhan Haoyang:

"It's really the squad leader! I can see you here! What a surprise! ”

"We haven't seen each other in years, haven't we? Where did the squad leader go? The whole class doesn't know about you. ”

"That is, at the annual class reunion, what everyone hopes most is to see you as the class president and inquire about you everywhere, but they are disappointed every year."

"So no one organized this year's class reunion, so we could only meet a few of us to get together, but I didn't expect to meet the class president."

"Yes, squad leader, where are you now? Is it in City A? ”

"School in City C." A group of people spoke too fast and asked a lot of questions, and Zhan Haoyang could only answer the last one simply.

"Hey, that's it, with the class leader's grades, he must be in graduate school, where is it like we were employed early."

"Yes, yes."

"I'm in my junior year." Zhan Haoyang looked at Simeng who was standing outside the circle, she kept looking up at the balloon floating away, as if she couldn't hear the excitement around her.

"Huh? Junior? Isn't it time to graduate a year? A group of people were puzzled, looked at each other, and suddenly fell silent.

There was a tram speeding next to him, Zhan Haoyang pulled Simeng, who unconsciously walked to the side of the road, to his side, and protected him with his arms.

It's just that the girl is very tightly wrapped, only revealing a pair of big eyes, a fashionable red velvet hat is worn on her long black over-the-shoulder hair, a slim knee-length down jacket and low-heeled black leather boots, which support her figure slenderly, giving people a visual sense of fashion beauty.

"Wow! Is this the class president's girlfriend? With such a good figure, it must be beautiful, right? The atmosphere was awkward, and everyone had just found a topic to shift, and they were really curious.

Zhan Haoyang nodded as if he had a smile in his eyes.

Seeing that everyone was focusing on her, Simeng's thoughts came back, and out of politeness, he had to take off his mask and nod to everyone with a smile.

"Wow! It's beautiful! Everyone sighed heartily.

"That's, will our squad leader's girlfriend be bad!"

In the midst of the discussion, suddenly a girl pointed at Simeng and stammered, "Wait...... She...... Isn't she the one who ......?"