Du Zhiqian ignored Han Jiazhi's angry shouts, and just said calmly: "It's late, you should go to sleep." ”

"I can't sleep!" Han Jiazhi angrily turned his head away.

How can men change so quickly? I was holding you on the side of the road the other day, begging you to stay, hoping you wouldn't go. As a result, when I got home, I was like a nobody, and I didn't leave anything behind!

Han Jiazhi even wondered if Du Zhiqian had some split personality, he was alone outside, alone in the car, and another person at home.

Otherwise, how could he switch back and forth between a domineering president, a pious priest, and an ascetic sexy man.

Han Jiazhi felt that between her and Du Zhiqian, there was always one who was crazy.

Du Zhiqian said in a coaxing tone: "Then I'll coax you to sleep." ”

"Huh?" Han Jiazhi suddenly stopped making trouble, and even became a little interested.

Du Zhiqian, this old-fashioned old man, will coax people to sleep? How will he coax? Singing lullabies? Or tell fairy tales?

No matter which one it is, Han Jiazhi can't imagine that picture. It's really too discordant, and it doesn't seem like something Du Zhiqian would do at all.

It was precisely because of this unknown sense of disobedience that Han Jiazhi was very curious and wanted to see what Du Zhiqian would do next.

Du Zhiqian walked to the study, took out a book, and then walked back to Han Jiazhi's room.

Han Jiazhi stared at the book in Du Zhiqian's hand and was suddenly stunned.

Du Zhiqian sat on the edge of Han Jiazhi's bed and opened the book "Marx's Philosophy" in his hand. Start with the first page you turn and slowly read it word by word.

The scene that happened in front of Han Jiazhi was speechless for a long time. She felt as if she had been tricked, but she felt that this was in line with Du Zhiqian, old-fashioned and old-fashioned.

After a moment's silence, she simply lay down on the bed, pulled up the quilt, and buried her head in the quilt, trying to isolate the boring philosophy of Du Zhiqian's thoughts.

But his low, melodious voice penetrated into her ears everywhere. Those boring words in books seem to have become vivid.

Because of Du Zhiqian, they came alive from the books in unison, and then drilled into Han Jiazhi's ears one after another. Haunting her mind, it became lingering.

Unconsciously, Han Jiazhi gradually fell asleep in Du Zhiqian's gentle and low voice.

She seemed to have a dream, and she was exceptionally well-behaved in the dream.

She sat in the silence of the class, and was called up by the teacher to endorse the book. She closed the book and memorized Marx's Philosophy, word for word, as if the words had been engraved into her mind. She only needs to open her mouth to recite it endlessly.

When she obediently memorized the last word, the teacher praised her, and the deep voice was particularly familiar.

Han Jiazhi raised his eyes to look at the teacher standing on the podium, he turned out to be Du Zhiqian in a suit!

"Du Zhiqian?! Why are you here? Han Jiazhi looked at him with a shocked face.

Du Zhiqian walked down from the podium, walked to Han Jiazhi step by step, and said, "I'll take you home." ”

Han Jiazhi looked at him suspiciously: "But it's not school yet?" ”

Du Zhiqian said with a smile: "It's out of school now." ”

As he spoke, the bell rang for the end of school. The scene of everything around has changed from the quiet time at the beginning to the noisy school day.

This couldn't help but give Han Jiazhi an illusion, as if all the environment around her was controlled by Du Zhiqian. This feeling made her feel depressed.

It was as if she was in a glass bottle, everything around her was a mirage, and the person who created this mirage for her was Du Zhiqian, who had been observing her every move through the glass.

Han Jiazhi suddenly seemed to be deprived of oxygen, and the suppressed emotions in his heart had nowhere to release. She had only one thought now: get out!

Escape from Du Zhiqian, escape from this dream that seems to be true and false, and escape from this glass bottle!

She turned and ran out of the classroom, scurrying downstairs. But it was as if the school had been cursed, and no matter how fast or far she ran, she couldn't escape it.

The scene was occasionally familiar, and occasionally it felt unfamiliar to her.

I don't know how long she ran, she finally saw the school gate, she was like a traveler walking in the desert, and finally saw the oasis in her heart.

She ran out of the school and onto the road.

On the crowded road, cars and pedestrians block the road.

Han Jiazhi squeezed into the surging crowd and ran through the red light regardless of it, she desperately wanted to escape from this strange world.

She didn't know how long she had been running, how far she had run, and she stopped on the side of the road exhausted. There was not a single car or person around, as if the world had suddenly been emptied, and she was left alone.

On this empty road, she couldn't even hear the wind blowing in her face, or even the rustling of the lush leaves being blown by the wind.

It was as if God had pressed the pause button, and he had emptied everything, or moved the disappeared things to another dimension, leaving her alone.

Han Jiazhi suddenly heard the sound of a car engine not far away, as if a car was coming from the air, and the electric switch was rushing towards her.

She looked at the car, slowed down slowly, and pulled up beside her.

This car is very familiar, exactly the same as the one she met Du Zhiqian. She had a faint feeling in her heart that it was not some prince who was about to get off the car on a white horse to save the princess, but the guy she couldn't avoid.

Sure enough, after the car was parked, Du Zhiqian pushed the car door and got down, walked up to her, stretched out his hand to her, and asked gently, "Let's go home together." ”

Han Jiazhi looked at Du Zhiqian standing in front of him, in this world like a mirage, everything was like a standard definition movie, and the blurry scene seemed to be that she couldn't see the road ahead.

But she saw Du Zhiqian very seriously.

Everything in this world that seems to be true or false surrounds her, and then pushes her to Du Zhiqian's side little by little.

Whether it's the sudden ringing of the bell for the end of class, or the road that has become extremely crowded, these are like obstacles set up to prevent her from escaping.

She passed through one level after another, but was finally found by Du Zhiqian.

Du Zhiqian is like the creator of this world, playing with her between applause at will. No matter how fast she ran or how far she ran, she couldn't escape the world created by Du Zhiqian.

There is no escape from this glass bottle.

When Han Jiazhi woke up, her body was covered with sweat and sticky to her.

She forgot what had happened in her dream, but vaguely remembered that she was running desperately, as if some flood beast was chasing after her.

As for the rest, she was not impressed.

It's just a dream, can it become a reality?

Instead of sweating in bed and reminiscing about last night's nightmare, it's better to go out and eat a beautiful breakfast with the scent.