Chapter Seventy-Nine (Dream)

Out of the central market, to the side of the road, you looked at me, who had been silent, and asked with concern

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"So how do we get back? Oh, why don't we take the bus back! By the way, it also fulfills your wish to take the bus in Qidong. ”

"Okay!"

We walked on the side of the road for a long time and didn't see the bus stop sign. Along the way, we passed many barbershops.

"It's time for you to cut your hair, you see your hair is so long."

"It's time for you to cut your hair, you should look better when you cut your hair short, by the way, I haven't seen you cut your hair short."

"Good! When the time comes, you pay for me to cut it. ”

"Then I might as well cut it for you."

"Then forget it."

We walked for a while longer, and finally we were able to find the stop sign. We hurried to the stop sign to wait for the bus, because it was almost twelve o'clock and it was almost time to eat.

It didn't take long for the car to come, we put in the coins, got into the car, and then each found a seat and sat down.

The county buses are good, and you don't have to worry about not having a seat, unlike the city buses, where people are worried about whether there is a place to stand.

It didn't take long for us to be back in the store. At this time, the meal has been delivered, and after eating, you start to teach Zhong Rui English again, and this is the last time you will teach him English.

I gradually realized that the time we spent together had begun to count down. Maybe from the day we first got to know each other, it has been in the clock.

As usual, I opened a box, took a pen, went to an empty place on the second floor of the warehouse, and began my creation.

I keep thinking back to the scene that happened when I bought your bag for you. It was like I had a dream, and now I'm going to finish that dream, maybe it was a dream, and now I'm dreaming again, and I'm falling asleep before I know it.

When I woke up, I found a lot of text on the cardboard.

Dream 2

I don't know how long this dream can last,

I don't know when,

You've become the protagonist of someone else's dream.

Never dream of your face again,

I'll never see you again.

I want to wake up,

But I'm so helpless,

I've always believed you're still there,

So in the end, I chose to wait.

And so on for another thousand years,

But you never showed up,

But I still believe you're still there.

You've always been there for me,

But there was a time gap between us.

You see everything about me,

But you can't change that.

How many times have you cried and blushed,

Sad old your face.

You say your heart hasn't changed,

But I couldn't hear it.

What do I want to hear!

What am I going to see again!

You've always been there for me,

And why care about the difference in time.

This time, I didn't show you the cardboard, and I'm afraid that reading it will only make you feel sad. If you really need someone to bear it, I'm willing to cry and watch you finish (the trajectory of life).