After ending the call with his father, Cheng Mo still didn't fall asleep, the biological clock that had always been as accurate as a bell didn't work, he just sat in a soft chair by the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, looking at the night sky outside.

I don't know when he fell asleep, he is a person who rarely dreams, and I don't know if it was because of the alcohol that he dreamed.

In the dream, he returned to the welfare home, he was still the same as when he was young, holding the hand of the person next to him, maybe it was his mother, but his face was blurred.

Walking towards the welfare home, as soon as I walked to the road leading to the gate of the welfare home, I could see that in the fence of the welfare home, the small red wooden horse sat the black and thin child with the head of the melon skin that the dog had gnawed on.

The child is beautiful, smiling at him in his dreams and waving at him.

But Cheng Mo couldn't get a step closer in his sleep, and no matter how he walked forward, the distance never shortened, as if he would never be able to walk to the gate of the welfare home.

In the dream, he was in a hurry, and shouted loudly and anxiously, brother, brother!

But there was no response. He turned his eyes to the person beside him, his mother, who was supposed to have the most gentle and beautiful face. It was still a vague appearance before, but now it has a specific image.

But it was a shocking appearance, the body was swollen, and bruises and purple corpse spots appeared under the skin. He looked at the person beside him steadily, and then realized that the hand he was holding had no body temperature at all.

He opened his mouth, unable to make any sound. The overwhelming feeling of suffocation spread.

There was a crashing sound, bang, bang, bang.

The voice was urgent, enough for Cheng Mo to struggle to wake up from his dream.

He let out the shrill breath of a drowning man's first breath when he surfaced.

It was already dark outside, the biological clock was collapsing, and he was still sleeping in a soft chair by the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room. It's not a comfortable place to stretch and sleep, and my muscles are a little sore.

Cheng Mo slowly raised his eyes, and in an instant, his gaze froze, and he looked at the person standing outside the floor-to-ceiling window steadily.

Ye Tang's hand was still in the fist posture when he banged on the window before, and the worry in his eyes had not yet dissipated. She looked at Cheng Mo without taking her eyes off, and seeing that the gaze in his deep eyes was gradually clear, Ye Tang dared to slowly breathe a sigh of relief.

"Early in the morning. Why are you here......"

The floor-to-ceiling windows opened, and the man's voice was hoarse, and his tone sounded calm, as if he was not the one who had been struggling in the nightmare before.

Ye Tang's voice was soft, "I went to the gym and found that you weren't there." ”

In fact, even the coach on the field was a little surprised, Ye Tang asked him if he had seen Cheng Mo, and the coach said that unless Cheng Mo was on a business trip or going to other places, he would never miss the morning exercise.

"Then I thought that you were a little drunk last night, so I didn't feel at ease and wanted to come and have a look." Ye Tang said.

As a result, she didn't respond to the doorbell when she came over, she was not very relieved, in fact, she went to the courtyard to the living room to the floor-to-ceiling windows, it was a bit of a fluke, what if the floor-to-ceiling windows were not locked?

Ye Tang is a good young man, in fact, he is still a little embarrassed about his luck, but after thinking about it, she is even willing to let him continue to master her own password, she just secretly looks at the floor-to-ceiling window to see if there is a lock, and it is not a broken door, it should be ...... It's not too much.

Unexpectedly, the floor-to-ceiling windows were locked, but the curtains were not closed.

And the man who made her feel uneasy fell asleep on the soft chair in the floor-to-ceiling window, and it was not particularly comfortable at first glance.

He didn't sleep very well, his brows were furrowed very tightly, there was a layer of fine sweat on his forehead, his lips were pursed hard, and he didn't know what was wrong with his dreams.

Ye Tang knows that people with psychological trauma are most afraid of dreams.

For ordinary people, dreams may be a process of fantasy travel in a bizarre world, but for people with severe psychological trauma, dreams are likely to be a torture ground, allowing people to repeat the pain they have experienced over and over again in their dreams.

Ye Tang was in a hurry, so he could only knock on the floor-to-ceiling window glass to try to wake Cheng Mo up. But it didn't work, so I knocked harder and harder, and the sound of the knock became louder and louder.

Fortunately, Cheng Mo finally woke up, otherwise if he continued to knock like this, even if the glass could not be broken, I am afraid that it would attract the security of the community property.

"Are you okay? Is it a nightmare......" Ye Tang asked very quietly in the second half of the sentence.

She doesn't seem to have had any process of the first opening of love, and others are ignorant and ignorant in adolescence, and love is beginning to open.

Ye Tang was busy receiving various trainings at that time, not to mention the ignorance and budding of the first love, she even came two years later than others in her menstrual period.

When I grew up, I didn't seem to be too thoughtful.

lived to be twenty-five years old, and only yesterday did he find out in a daze, as if he was really talking to a cold-faced poisonous tongue that killed people without seeing blood, and sprouted. This love is ten years late, and it is finally about to open......

Cheng Mo didn't make a sound, she lowered her eyes and looked at her, she hung her head, Cheng Mo saw the top of her hair, the hair on her head was combed back, and she made a small tug on the top of her head.

I also saw the tips of her red ears.

Cheng Mo's hand hanging at his side, his fingers flexed and stretched, clenched, and then released, his voice finally softened, and he responded, "Ah, I have a nightmare." ”

Ye Tang: "Maybe I drank too much wine last night, I stewed a decanting soup, and it might be better to drink something hot." If you are not in a good state, don't go to the company today, and I'll go to Secretary Gao later and get back the documents you need to pass today. ”

Cheng Mo didn't have much appetite, and shook his head, "Don't drink it." ”

Then I saw Ye Tang holding a thermos soup bucket in his hand.

Cheng Mo remembered that she always seemed to be holding some food boxes and soup buckets or something.

Just like the child many years ago, he always took something to eat, which was not good, and some snacks were distributed in the welfare home, and the welfare home rarely gave any snacks to the children, so it was quite precious to the children.

But the child was reluctant to eat a bite every time, so he saved it, and when he came, he gave it to him as if he were a treasure.

Some melted chocolate, spicy dried tofu with a strong monosodium glutamate, jumping candy that can't jump up when it is damp, and peach crisp crushed into eight petals......

Brother, you eat, it's delicious.

As long as he can take a bite, the child will be happy. If he could eat it all and say it was delicious, the child's eyes would light up and he would be happier than if he had eaten it himself.

He really didn't like to eat those, he hadn't eaten anything good.

But just to see those eyes that will instantly light up like words, every time even if you don't like to eat, you will eat them all.

"Ahh Ye Tang lowered his eyes and tightened his fingers holding the soup bucket, "Then don't drink it." ”

Cheng Mo looked at the silly hair she was tied to the top of her head, sighed silently, reached out and played with the silly hair, and asked lightly, "Did you put bean sprouts?" Soup. ”