"Wake up! Wake up! ”

I slept unconsciously, and I didn't know when there was a shout, which clearly seemed to be someone calling for me.

"Wake up...... Wake up......"

In a daze, it seemed that a female voice was shouting at herself, and Xiao Fan was so startled that he got up from the bed.

The room was brightly lit.

What's going on? It's obviously off.

Who just called yourself? Xiao Fan looked left and right, and the door was obviously closed. Xiao Fan thought it was too strange.

Is it a drowsy?

Dream on.

Xiao Fan sat up completely, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

I didn't expect the first night in another country to be so unsmooth.

I picked up the phone on the pillow, pressed the screen, and found that it was only 2 o'clock in the middle of the night, and it was still a long time before dawn. Do you want to stay up until morning?

Forget it, read the novel.

Xiao Fan turned on the reader, found a good e-book and started reading. The title of the book is "Ruins".

Zhuo didn't know what kind of world he was in, just as he couldn't see his own internal organs. Of course, I don't know what kind of world I'm writing about, because everyone's world will always exist only in their own illusion, and the world will always be just an empty shell with things slowly filling in. At least my world doesn't exist in this empty shell of strange buildings that I look so strange.

In the final analysis, I still think that the world I live in is an inexplicable existence, I don't know it, and it doesn't know me, there is actually no substantive relationship between us, and we are originally mutually beneficial partners.

Zhuo ran to the beach, the weather was very good this day, the blue sea and blue sky, the blue sky and white clouds, the sand gulls flew headlessly, screaming blindly. Zhuo sat down on the seashore, the sand under his buttocks was very soft and very comfortable, and the soles of his feet were also like silky touches; Although Zhuo had never seen silk or felt the touch of silk, Zhuo thought of silk for the first time in his heart. Well, the touch of silk gives the burning pleasure, quite pleasant, and the burning enjoys the eyes closed. By the way, why did Zhuo come to the beach?! In fact, no one can say clearly, this is an anthropological question, why Zhuo came to the beach, even he himself can't tell. Why did I come to the beach? He asked himself that more than once. But all that answered him was the sand gulls, and the sound of the sea. ”

Xiao Fan was reading this book seriously. Suddenly, Xiao Fan put down his phone, and he seemed to see a foot shadow on the ground. Xiao Fan endured the beating of his heart and slowly raised his head with an extremely panicked look.

The next moment he was completely frozen, as if he was out of his body. Because that's what he's here for, and maybe indirectly.

Xiao Fan held his breath and was at a loss.

Because there was a person standing in front of him, because that person was her, and he didn't even know her name.

It's still the same cold face, which doesn't seem to have a trace of impurities or a trace of dust. He has long straight black hair, and the air seems to smell of shampoo. Now standing in front of her, she is dressed in a white robe, which seems to be pajamas. Her eyes were full of warmth, unusual, and there seemed to be a shallow smile on her face.

Xiao Fan finally mustered up the courage to ask a question that he hadn't been able to ask for a long time.

"Your name?"

"Dream Butterfly, Chu Dream Butterfly. Just call me Dream Butterfly. Her face still had a warm warmth, like a spring breeze for ten miles, like a cloud in the sky.

Mengdie, Chu Mengdie, her name was originally Chu Mengdie, I remembered it, and finally knew her name. Xiao Fan was happy at this moment, like a child who had just gotten his name.

"So, what about your name?" Mengdie bent down and asked kindly.

"Xiao Fan, Xiao He's Xiao, mortal Fan." Xiao Fan replied.

"Annoying, annoying. Hehe. She smiled a little playfully.

Xiao Fan also smiled, "Why didn't I think of it, hahahaha." ”

Then they both laughed at the same time.

The atmosphere has never been so pleasant, never so comfortable, no longer full of mystical explorations, no longer unsettling tossing and turning. Xiao Fan never thought that their reunion would be such a pattern.

Mengdie walked over to the edge of the bed.

"Don't mind, do you?" She pointed.

Xiao Fan nodded. "You may be seated."

The person he had been looking forward to for a long time was sitting next to him at this moment, but Xiao Fan suddenly felt at a loss, he didn't even dare to raise his eyes, his whole face just looked straight ahead, and he didn't dare to look at each other. Xiao Fan suddenly felt that he was too unproductive. This rare opportunity is not dared to grasp it.

To be honest, Xiao Fan has never been in love since he became an adult, oh no, since he was born, and he has not even had close contact with girls. Except for the table at school, because it was arranged by the head teacher, it was within the normal psychological range of step-by-step. Of course, there were not even a few private topics in the whole semester, just some mutual advice on learning, and occasionally some gossip between classes. Xiao Fan is the kind of person who is difficult to get along with the opposite sex, he thinks to himself. Even though he wanted to get along well, he never got along with him.

And now this embarrassment has been committed again, although I am very eager to have a good contact with each other in my heart, but I don't even dare to touch my eyes directly. Xiao Fan was about to be defeated by himself, his heart was extremely struggling, but on the surface, he still had a calm and breezy face.

always drops the chain at the most critical time, Xiao Fan hates himself for this psychological symptom.

Chu Mengdie was also facing forward at the moment, and the two were now sitting side by side on the edge of the bed, both looking at the window, the window was open, and it was pitch black outside. The two of them did not speak for a moment, and they were silent with each other. This kind of scene is really, like an ancient ritual about two men and a woman.

Xiao Fan didn't know what the other party was thinking at the moment, was he very disappointed in himself for a while? Have you never seen such a strange male? In short, he didn't know what the other party was thinking. Now it's purely a battle of your own heart.

In fact, Chu Mengdie just looked out of the window quietly, the expression on her face was actually very calm, and there was a calm feeling between her eyebrows, as if she was very happy to maintain this state.

After Xiao Fan struggled in his heart, he finally clenched his fists secretly, turned his body slowly, his face was facing the other party, and his eyes were ready to look directly at the other party.

Suddenly, Xiao Fan opened his eyes. Looking up at the sky, in addition to the mottled ceiling, there is also a bright light. There was no light in the room as it was daytime.

It turned out to be a dream!

When you wake up from a dream, everything is just a passing moment.

Xiao Fan stared at the ceiling blankly, as if he couldn't believe it was just a dream, because everything was so real, as if it had just happened.

How could I suddenly have such a dream? Is it a reflection of the activity of the mind in the subconscious?

Xiao Fan tilted his head slightly and stared at the window, which was also closed, and the sunlight only shone in through the cracks.

Xiao Fan was suddenly a little lost.