Because he just ate food indiscriminately, Jiang Xiaomian is allergic to beef again! In someone else's house who loves beef, this is a very upsetting thing.

Fortunately, she only ate a few bites and it was not very serious, but Sally was frightened when she saw the rash on Jiang Xiaomian's arm, and hurriedly pulled Jiang Xiaomian to the hospital.

Jiang Xiaomian didn't want to be too loud, lest they think that there was a distinguished guest at home, so she asked Sally to buy some medicine for allergies, and Jiang Xiaomian went back to the room after eating it.

Jiang Xiaomian looked at the clock in the room, it was already ten o'clock, and it was not a long time since he finished eating, it seems that this country likes to eat dinner when it is dark, and when it is in Changnan, it is ready to fall asleep when it is dark.

She wanted to make a call to her family, but when she called the landline at home, she thought that the Beijing time at this point should be five or six o'clock in the morning. Jiang Xiaomian had no choice but to hang up the phone, sent a text message back, and watched the four words "sent successfully" on the phone flash before putting down the phone and pulling the quilt.

There is an illusion that it is far away and cannot be received for a long time. At that moment, she exhaled.

"Did you sleep?"

Sally's voice came from the door, and Jiang Xiaomian got up and went to open the door for her.

Sally was wearing cartoon autumn velvet pajamas, holding a plush doll that was almost as tall as a person, and jumped onto Jiang Xiaomian's bed in two clicks, and the slippers flew directly one meter away. She got into the quilt and said to Jiang Xiaomian with a smile:

"Xiaomian, this is your first day at my house, will you feel scared of the unfamiliar environment? Shall I sleep well with you? ”

"I'm not afraid." Jiang Xiaomian pulled the long hair between her ears and told her.

In the entire Chi family, only Sally can speak to Jiang Xiaomian in Chinese, although the pronunciation is not very standard, Jiang Xiaomian must understand her meaning. However, there is one place where Jiang Xiaomian can't stand it a little, Sally called Jiang Xiaomian's name for a day, and always pronounced the wrong sound of "Xiao Mian".

"Xiaomian, come on!" Sally patted the quilt.

Jiang Xiaomian went over and got into the bed and told her: "Sally, you need to learn the correct pronunciation of Chinese, it's 'Xiaomian' instead of 'Xiao Mian'."

"Xiao - Cotton"

"Xiao Mian—"

"Xiao Mian—"

"No, Xiaomian, the third sound." Jiang Xiaomian taught it several times, and even drew a V with his fingers, if he wasn't lying on the bed, Jiang Xiaomian's neck would have bent to use as a teaching material for Sally.

After Sally practiced for a while, the first few pronunciations were correct, and then she unconsciously switched back to "Xiao Mian".

Oh, God, Jiang Xiaomian has no choice.

But it's also excusable, you can't say who is stupid, this is a mistake that almost everyone in learning will make.

"Sally, where do you want to go in China after learning Chinese?"

Sally kicked a few times inside the quilt and covered it tightly and said happily: "Go to the royal palace of your country, as well as the Great Wall, and I want to see the ice toilet of your country's martyrdom period." ”

"Hey, hey! What toilet to look at? Who doesn't have a toilet!" Jiang Xiaomian sneered and rolled on the bed, laughing so much that her intestines felt a little uncomfortable.

Sally didn't wait for Jiang Xiaomian to laugh and knew that she was wrong, and added: "It's one of the eight wonders of the world: Terra Cotta Warriors, I kind of forgot how to pronounce this Chinese." ”

After Jiang Xiaomian corrected Sally's pronunciation, Sally pulled the topic again and asked, "Xiaomian, is your hometown Changnan very beautiful?" ”

"Well, it's beautiful!"

"Is it as lively as London?"

"Changnan is smaller than London."

Sally turned over and flashed her blue-brown eyes at Jiang Xiaomian: "Can small and delicate still be used to describe a city?" ”

"Yes, the scenery of every inch of Changnan is very unique, and it will not expand the tasteless regional scenery, and we still have very beautiful kapok there, just like the lavender in Provence and the cherry blossoms in Japan."

"What's that color?"

"Very beautiful red ......"

……

The topic is like a sweater with scattered stitches, and then Sally pestered Jiang Xiaomian to tell her about the fun places in Changnan, and talked about everyone in Xiaomian's family, Uncle Xian, mother, Xiaoquan......

Jiang Xiaomian's mouth was dry, but Sally still couldn't listen enough. Jiang Xiaomian is a little broken...

"Xiaomian, what is your staple food over there?"

"Is the branch where my brother went big?"

"In addition to red and pink, is there a white kapok?

…

Sally would be considerate of Jiang Xiaomian to help carry the suitcase during the day, but now she seemed to forget that Jiang Xiaomian would be tired, and kept pulling Jiang Xiaomian until twelve o'clock at midnight. Jiang Xiaomian finished speaking, Sally continued, the British Museum, Buckingham Palace, London's mother river, the Thames...... also said when to take Jiang Xiaomian to play, and said that when Chi Yanghe woke up, he would take his boyfriend to London Eye ......

Sally chatted that her brain cells were very active, and Jiang Xiaomian was not good at sweeping people's heads, so she barely got up her consciousness to listen to her.

Later, Jiang Xiaomian didn't know when or how he fell asleep, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already the next morning.

Jiang Xiaomian turned over when he was not very awake and almost fell out of bed. She realized it was in someone else's house. Sally said "good morning" to Jiang Xiaomian with sleepy eyes.

"Sally, I think I just closed my eyes, and I slept for a second before dawn."

"No, I don't. Last night you talked all night in your dreams and called my cousin's name, which was quite noisy. I thought you were sleepwalking. She said with a grin.

Jiang Xiaomian didn't have any memories of dreams in her mind, so she got up in fright and looked at Sally with disbelieving eyes, "Don't lie to me, I didn't have any dreams last night." ”

"You're really talking in your sleep!"

"I don't believe it!"

"Really ......"

"You lied ......"

Sally saw that Jiang Xiaomian refused to admit it, so she beat Jiang Xiaomian with a doll, she said that Jiang Xiaomian couldn't do it, and she "attacked" Jiang Xiaomian in another way - tickling.

The two of them went from a verbal dispute to an unreasonable fight, no matter how Sally made trouble, she tickled Jiang Xiaomian, and Jiang Xiaomian was caught by her on the weakness.

Jiang Xiaomian thought that only Chinese would play this kind of trick, but at that moment Jiang Xiaomian realized that Sally was the third person who would tickle her.

The first person is Lin Shen;

The second person is ...

I kind of don't want to think about the second person.

But it doesn't matter if you think about it.

He is Xiang Dongyang.

Jiang Xiaomian didn't know why he thought of his name inexplicably, and he didn't dare to admit it intentionally or unintentionally. It seems that a heart barrier has been born.

When eating breakfast, Jiang Xiaomian didn't like the milk they drank, so he just ate some bread casually. And it's dry bread, the kind that doesn't taste dry and chewy, because Jiang Xiaomian doesn't like those tomato sauces and salad dressings to season.

Sally said, "Xiaomian, why are you so picky!" ”

In fact, Sally didn't know that Jiang Xiaomian was just affected by the living and eating environment when she was a child, because she couldn't afford to eat such high-end food when she was a child, so she should have thought it was not delicious. Later, when I could afford to eat it, I found that it was really not delicious.

"And what kind of sauce do you like to eat?"

Jiang Xiaomian replied to Sally: "Old godmother!"

As a result, Sally asked the maid to go to the supermarket and bring back a box of old godmothers.

Haha, Jiang Xiaomian was very convinced of Sally's operation, and made Xiaomian think that the old godmother in London was very cheap, and only when she asked did she know that it cost 30 yuan per bottle. Jiang Xiaomian suddenly felt that the old godmother was very precious.

Today's London is still very sunny, when Jiang Xiaomian came to the hospital, the sun walked into the ward before her, and the whole room was warm, shining on her cheeks like a warm tassel reluctantly brushing by. Chi Yanghe was still sleeping quietly.

Jiang Xiaomian helped Chi Yanghe wash his face, flicked his smooth skin, and said in his ear: "It's time to get up, otherwise the sun will hit your buttocks!"

Chi Yanghe refused to obey, from Changnan to London, he was still immersed in his own world in his dreams.

No one knew what kind of beautiful dream he had, but it was a dream that he didn't want to wake up from.

"Yanghe, I won't tell you a story today, just talk to you about how I feel when I come to your house."

Chi Yanghe didn't answer Jiang Xiaomian, Jiang Xiaomian didn't know if he agreed or not, but in this case, he would always agree by default, unless he gave his opinion in person.

"Yanghe, your uncle's castle is very big, when I followed Sally in last night, I felt like I was stuck in a labyrinth, a little afraid that I would get lost, you don't know, I feel how nervous I am when facing a strange environment, because except for Sally, I don't think they are so enthusiastic about me, which makes me a little lost. I was also thinking that if you hadn't gone back to England asleep, they would have smiled at me......"

Jiang Xiaomian said a long list of words, Chi Yanghe closed his eyes and listened carefully, Jiang Xiaomian looked at him for a long time, and always imagined that the long eyelashes suddenly blinked, and then revealed the eyes of the past and called her name.

"You know, Sally always said that I mentioned you in my dream last night, and I thought it might be true, but I couldn't remember what kind of dream it was. Last night, it really felt like I only closed my eyes for a second, and it was dawn! It's not like that when you wake up, you think you've only slept for one night, but you've been lying down for months......"

Jiang Xiaomian talked for a long time, knowing that he was talkative, so he let Chi Yanghe rest quietly. She flipped through a copy of "The Little Prince" from her schoolbag and read it quietly beside her.

This is the first time since Jiang Xiaomian became an adult that he would read such a childish book.

Among her childhood extracurricular readings, "Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales", "Grimm's Fairy Tales", "Aesop's Fables" ...... Those books are rarely read, like Cinderella, Snow White...... The stories of the characters in the book are all occasionally learned from the mouths of adults. Because Jiang Xiaomian did not have sufficient family conditions and so much luck like the princess in the fairy tale at that time, the money to buy a storybook was equal to her food expenses for two days.

I remember that the Chinese teacher in the second grade taught what "fairy tales, myths, and realities" were. Jiang Xiaomian deeply remembers the teacher's words: "Fairy tales are a beautiful world made up of fantasy." ”

So, Jiang Xiaomian at that time was even more scornful of fairy tales. So the extracurricular bookshelf in the corner of the elementary school classroom was surrounded by those aristocratic students in beautiful dresses.

Jiang Xiaomian never thought of herself as an ugly duckling or Snow White, she was like one of the ordinary seven dwarfs, with Snow White jumping happily running by, and she only read those literary storybooks with interest in the barren forest.

When the friends were reading fairy tale books, and they were all rejoicing in the ending of Cinderella and Snow White, Jiang Xiaomian was studying who Lu Xun was, and what kind of character was his young man who was holding a steel fork in the watermelon field; They all fantasize about living in a fairy tale castle, and Jiang Xiaomian is wondering what the creeper in Ye Shengtao's courtyard looks like? I really want to go and see it with Xiao Fuxing!

is not addicted to false and ethereal fantasies, so Jiang Xiaomian's vision is much more practical than theirs, so that when she learned those texts later, she seemed to review them. By the time he reached junior high school, Jiang Xiaomian had already learned most of the knowledge points of high Chinese.

Today, Jiang Xiaomian only read one copy of "The Little Prince", and his youth and childhood seem to be reversed.

This "The Little Prince" was not bought from a bookstore, nor was it Sally's, but Jiang Xiaomian came from Chi Yanghe's room when he went out.

Just because Jiang Xiaomian was in a daze before going to bed last night, she heard Sally say that Chi Yanghe liked to watch "The Little Prince" the most when he was a child.

This is the book of his childhood, so when Jiang Xiaomian opened the book, the first page was crookedly written "Sunshine", and the handwriting was not as beautiful as when he signed his work.

Jiang Xiaomian sat on the balcony and looked through the past page by page, the sunlight shining on the printed font showed a jumping elf-like spotlight, dazzling and hypnotic, plus because he didn't sleep well last night, Jiang Xiaomian's eyes were heavy and sleepy.

The sun has been warm on her back, never leaving.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Xiaomian felt the strong light piercing her eyes, forcing her to open up and look at everything in front of her, but the white light dimmed her vision again, and she tried to fix her eyes on everything in front of her, but she still couldn't see the things around her clearly.

Jiang Xiaomian's whole person had a feeling of lightness, as if he had grown wings and flew to the paradise of his dreams.

"Xiao Mian, Xiao Mian..."

There was a very familiar call, Jiang Xiaomian narrowed his eyes, it was Chi Yanghe calling, and looked at Jiang Xiaomian and smiled.

Jiang Xiaomian was not surprised at all, looked at him and asked with a smile, "Yanghe, are you awake?" ”

He nodded to Jiang Xiaomian, always standing two meters away from her, surrounded by a lot of thick white mist. When Jiang Xiaomian wanted to approach him, no matter how he stepped on it, the distance between them seemed to be frozen forever and could not be narrowed.

Jiang Xiaomian stopped, he was still in the distance beyond his reach. And she didn't realize that this was a strange phenomenon.

He asked slowly, "Xiaomian, where are we now?" ”

"Your hometown." Jiang Xiaomian replied to him with a smile, and he was not curious at all.

"Did you come with me of your own free will?"

Jiang Xiaomian didn't know why Chi Yanghe asked like this, but it was indeed a very sensitive topic, so she still nodded and gave him a definite answer.

Chi Yanghe pursed his lips and smiled, revealing his previous affinity, "I don't know what you really think in your heart, if you want to leave, you can go back to Changnan, I won't blame you." ”

"If I'm not with you, I'm afraid you'll be reluctant to wake up."

"Would you be happy if I didn't let you go?"

Jiang Xiaomian didn't know how to answer, she smiled and fell silent, but that kind of silence can no longer be described as happy or unhappy.

"Can you ask the other way? I kind of won't answer. ”

He thought for a moment and asked, "If I don't keep you, will you stay?" ”

Jiang Xiaomian smiled, nodded and told him exactly: "Yes." ”

Just when Jiang Xiaomian blurted it out, she felt that it was a sentence that she would never say, and she didn't know what force was trending her to affirm. The moment she nodded her head to be sure, everything in heaven and earth disappeared from the world, and Chi Yanghe also disappeared where she couldn't see.

"Yang He, Yang He, Chi Yang He..."

He dissipated into a white mist in front of Jiang Xiaomian, Jiang Xiaomian called out to him in fright, his hands grabbed in the air, and when she wanted to chase after her, she couldn't get out of place like a ghost hitting a wall. Jiang Xiaomian was anxious with sweat rolling on his forehead.

After a while, Jiang Xiaomian heard someone pushing again, "Miss, Miss, are you okay..."

The picture in front of him was pushed away, Jiang Xiaomian suddenly opened his eyes and straightened up, there was a medical staff in front of him greeting, Jiang Xiaomian knew that it was a dream!

When he turned his head to look over, Chi Yanghe was still lying on the hospital bed, and the electrocardiogram fluctuated continuously on the side.

Jiang Xiaomian looked at his watch, it turned out that he had been napping for an hour, and now it was noon, and a nurse came over to feed Chi Yanghe with a nasal tube.

"I'll do it." Jiang Xiaomian took the nasal feeding booster in the nurse's hand, and stared at the liquid food in the tube that was sent to Chi Yanghe's body little by little.

Feeding like this every day, Jiang Xiaomian was very sad to see, that feeling was like instilling pain into him little by little, pouring it into the skin and flesh surface over time, and then letting him bear the pain of digestion with the passage of time.

Jiang Xiaomian remembered the dream that Chi Yang and woke up from just now, and Nan Ke's dream was probably this kind of loss. She was feeling uncomfortable in her heart, and the nurse next to her comforted Jiang Xiaomian and said:

"With such a girlfriend who never leaves to take care of him, I believe he is also working hard, God can't bear to abandon you, you will be very lucky."

"Thank you for your blessings." Jiang Xiaomian didn't refute anything, and politely smiled as the nurse went out with her things.

The nurse's blessing made Jiang Xiaomian's mood brighten up all of a sudden. That dream seems familiar, maybe her dream last night was similar to what she had just now, I think it was a very magical traction, was it just now that she told Chi Yanghe that she didn't remember the dream, so Chi Yanghe would remind her in this way.

This made Jiang Xiaomian begin to be suspicious of the "God" admired by Westerners, so that he also had a good impression of faith and reverence.

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