Song Yunhe had a nightmare.

In the dream, only a piece of brain was left of herself torn apart by the explosion, cultivated in a vessel full of catheters and linked to various instruments, and scientific researchers in white coats came and went around her, and unrealistic figures shrouded in the utensils and pointed and pointed, talking about topics that she could not understand.

She didn't like this dream, and tried hard to break free from the dream and wake up, but she had no mouth to scream, no hands or feet to struggle, her mind was full of 'drip, drip, drip', she was like a imprisoned chrysalis, with nowhere to escape.

Song Yunhe was panicked, helpless, and helpless and cried.

She cried until the shrill sound of the alarm pierced her eardrums, and she finally opened her eyes in pain.

The moonlight covered the attic, and there was silence everywhere, Song Yunhe looked at the curtain above his head blankly, got up suddenly, lifted the quilt and ran downstairs barefoot.

"Chai Yu. ”

"Chai Yu?"

"Chai Yu!"

The crying hoarse voice is like a lost childish who can't find his relatives.

There was no one downstairs, the bed, and the house was empty.

Song Yunhe pushed the door out, and the cicada who heard the movement had already chased after her, held her and asked softly, "Girl, what's wrong with you?"

"Chai Yu, where is Chai Yu?" Song Yunhe's eyes were dilated, and he still called Chai Yu's name in his mouth.

"Girl, it's past the time of Yin, and the son has gone back to the palace early. While helping her into the house, the cicada beckoned the spirit sparrow who came to get her clothes and put them on her, "The girl will go back to the house first, and the slave will ask the son to come back." ”

Song Yunhe still didn't look very sober, but he kept nodding his head.

"Miss Dongman, please go to the palace and ask Your Majesty to come back, my girl is afraid that she has some nightmares. "The cicada asked for help from Dongman, who also came in a hurry.

Dongman responded, turned around and went out, but was stopped by Wen Suling, who had just arrived outside the door.

"Don't go. No one is allowed to go to the palace to report the news. Wen Suling raised her voice, walked into the house, pulled away the cicada with one hand, raised Song Yunhe's jaw with the other hand, and looked at it, "Miss Song, look at me, know who I am?"

Song Yunhe's out-of-focus eyes slowly returned, and after a while, he suddenly said, "Wen, Miss Wen?"

"Yes, I'm Wen Suling, don't be afraid, we're all here. Chai Yu is running an errand in the palace, and he will come back when it is over, you lie back on the bed now, and I will diagnose your pulse. Wen Suling let go of her jaw and motioned for the cicada to help her to the bed in the back room, it was too troublesome to go upstairs, and Chai Yu's room should make her more stable.

Not long after Chai Yu left, Dongman used to come in every day after Song Yunhe got up and then came in to tidy up, so there was still residual warmth in the nest, Song Yunhe sat with the quilt on his knees, his eyes swept over the few people in the house one by one, obviously they all knew each other, familiar, but there was an indescribable strangeness.

"Please give me a cup of hot water. Song Yunhe said that she knew that she needed to concentrate, but it was like her brain was loose, and she couldn't concentrate her thoughts.

The cicada poured her a glass of warm water, she drank it all, took a few deep breaths, closed her eyes for a while, and heard her heart beating in her ears still in a frantic rhythm.

Wen Suling saw that her face was pale, there was fine sweat on her forehead, and there was a stiffness in her fingers and muscles, she was afraid that it would be difficult to calm down for a while, so she turned her head to look at Dongman and said, "You go to my room and bring the medicine box, take the Shouyang incense and light it." ”

"Yes. "The east went to speed back, and soon the house was filled with a strange aroma.

Song Yunhe breathed quickly for a few breaths and coughed a few times, Wen Suling asked people to get hot water to compress her face, back and forth a few times, and her eyes finally became a little clearer.

"Miss Wen. Song Yunhe was a little weak, but his speech was clear.

"Can you get over?" Wen Suling asked with a frown.

"Well, thank you, Miss Wen. Song Yunhe smiled to show his gratitude.

"Even if you have the foresight, if this girl hadn't arrived today, I don't know what she would have become. Wen Suling was still stunned, and stretched out her hand to check her pulse again.

Song Yunhe withdrew his hand, hid himself in the quilt as if he was afraid of the cold, and then looked at the others: "I'm fine, let's go back and rest." ”

Although everyone was worried, they were all people with eyesight, so they retreated first, only Wen Suling was still sitting in front of the bed and stretched out his hand again.

"It's too early at this time, Miss Wen will go back to rest first, eat a full meal at dawn, and see again. Song Yunhe laughed.

"Didn't you write to me just to see a doctor? What are you afraid of? What are you hiding?" Wen Suling didn't let her eat her, it was not the first time she had diagnosed her pulse, she knew that she had always had a change in pulse, and she had just been sick at this time, and it was the best time to diagnose it, "Give it to me quickly." ”

"But I'm very sleepy now. Song Yunhe still wanted to shirk.

"I don't take your pulse with your eyes. If you want to sleep, just give me your hand. Wen Suling said with a cold face, rather threatening: "This girl is the most 'like' to treat disobedient patients." ”

Song Yunhe bit his lip, a little deadlocked.

"A doctor who can't understand human speech can't heal people. A cold voice came in from outside the house.

Song Yunhe raised his head, Chai Yu, who was dressed in a black gold-rimmed dragon robe, had already strode to the bed, reached out and touched her head, blocking in front of Wen Suling, Wen Suling raised his eyes, and before he could choke, he heard him say coldly again: "Go out." ”

Wen Suling held his breath and thought of it, but he saw that his face was really cold like an ice blade, and he got up suddenly, but he still couldn't help but hum on his lips: "If you drive this girl away, this girl will be able to go far to the edge of the sky! Don't come to me tomorrow!"

The door slammed, but it didn't scare the people in the room at all, Song Yunhe looked at Chai Yu like a child, for fear that the person would be gone again in the blink of an eye.

"Can I come up?" Chai Yu gently stroked the top of her head, and her voice was as soft as a spring breeze blowing through the lake.

Song Yunhe nodded, big tears fell, and his hands stretched out from the quilt, begging for a hug like a baby.

Chai Yu only took off his shoes and coat and got on the bed and hugged the person into his arms, Song Yunhe just sobbed and shrugged his shoulders at first, but the more he cried, the more scared he became, and then he cried loudly.

Chai Yu let her vent unbridledly, gently smoothing her back over and over again, and didn't estimate how long she had been crying, and finally she was tired of crying before slowing down a little.

"But tell me why you're crying so sadly?" Chai Yu asked in a low voice when she saw that she had really calmed down.

Song Yunhe sniffed and shook her head in his arms, she didn't want to retell those terrifying memories, and she didn't want him to know.

"Okay, then do you want to continue sleeping or get up and eat something now?" Chai Yu didn't force her, but she was worried that she hadn't eaten for a long time, and it would be difficult for her to get better when she was hungry.

"Headache. Song Yunhe said, "I'm hungry too." ”

"I'm going to have someone get you something to eat. ”

"Don't. Song Yunhe hugged him tightly with both hands, "Don't go." ”

"I'm not leaving. Chai Yu hugged her tighter, gently rubbing the top of her head with her lower forehead to soothe her slightly undulating emotions, "Let's sleep well together." ”

"Hmm. Song Yunhe didn't want to argue about anything, he just wanted to feel the real warmth at this moment.

Chai Yu blew out the light from afar, and then reached out to put down the bed curtain, as if the whole world was isolated, and only the two of them were together in heaven and earth.

Song Yunhe's chaotic heartbeat seemed to finally have traction, and as Chai Yu's strong and powerful heartbeat rhythm slowly became regular, his breathing gradually became light and shallow, like the moonlight sprinkled into the lake water, and finally calmed down.

"Chai Yu, I'm scared. Song Yunhe's voice also became clear, "I'm afraid that when I wake up one day, everything now is a dream." ”

"Well, I've been scared too. Chai Yu was indifferent.

Song Yunhe looked up at him in surprise, but he couldn't see it in the hazy night, Chai Yu lowered his head, kissed her forehead gently, and continued: "I never thought that there would be a girl like you in my life, so I often feel unreal." ”

"You said you weren't afraid of me. ”

"I have not been afraid of you. Chai Yu smiled a little and sighed a little, "But I'm afraid that one day the people around me will tell me that I have never met you, and everything is in vain." ”

"Are you still scared?"

Chai Yu shook his head, "Every moment around you is real, how can others erase it?" As long as I remember every moment myself, no matter where you are, to me, it is still there. ”

Song Yunhe sat up from his arms and asked seriously, "So, if I am not by your side one day, you can actually live?"

Chai Yu thought for a few breaths and nodded, "In my imagination, it should be." ”

He wasn't born to live for love, or for someone, or even for himself, and he couldn't imagine that he would be decadent to death because of the loss of someone, so if she wasn't there, he would probably be able to bear it.

Otherwise, if he can't live with dignity, will he have to tie her to her side and be humiliated? If he can't protect her, will he let her blood stain her hands, and she will not die well?

He looked forward to her being by her side because he believed that a heavy rain would come, not dry up to death.

"I feel like I should be angry. Song Yunhe said, but he was inexplicably relieved in his heart, "But, suddenly a little happy." Could it be that we don't love each other?"

Chai Yu chuckled and kissed her forehead again and again like raindrops, "What should the love that Ah He want to look like?"

"Swear an oath to the mountain, fly with wings, and never swerve until death, aren't all words like this?" Song Yunhe's whole body sat upright, and there was even some distress in his tone.

"If you haven't met someone you love, who will know what your love is like?" Chai Yu held her hand, stroked it on her face, and guided her fingers across her eyebrows, nose, and lips, and then kissed each of her fingertips, "From now on, this is what your love looks like." ”

In the ups and downs of the night, Song Yunhe's mind was like a galaxy, and each one was the outline of the person in front of him.

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