The scalpel flashed a cold light in the corner of his eye.

The shadowless lamp hangs high overhead, illuminating the drowsy appearance of the person clearly.

The burning pain all over my body turned into an unbearable itch, as if there were tens of thousands of ants crawling everywhere on my body.

After a moment of trance, the light of the shadowless lamp turned into a spotlight on the stage, and the girl dancing on the stage was like a blooming pink peony, and the skirt fluttered layer upon layer.

He seems to be holding a large handful of peony flowers in his arms, fragrant and rich, and the petals are delicate and curled.

“…… Have an accident...... Can't dance......"

"Otherwise, be a teacher...... School Manager's ...... In the chase ......"

“…… A match made in heaven...... Say yes! ”

There was still a scar on the back of his neck that had not been removed, and it was extremely hot at this time, like an alarm reminding him of his identity all the time.

Wen Jiulan has begun to get used to dreaming every night, and everything she remembers very clearly in her dreams will fall in and out in the second second she opens her eyes, as if she is covered by fog, and she can't see clearly.

When I opened my eyes this time, my back was soaked in cold sweat and I had a splitting headache.

He thought about it desperately, and finally managed to break through the fog and remember one sentence.

- It's a shame that I can never dance.

Who can't dance anymore and why can't they dance......

Wen Jiulan's hands couldn't help but tremble.

He didn't understand why he had such a dream, obviously Qi Youmian was so eager to become a dancer, and Qi Youmian, who was obviously standing on the stage, was so dazzling that he seemed to be glowing.

In his dream, however, he heard the news that she would never be able to dance.

The alarm clock placed at the head of the bed walked quietly, indicating that the time was three o'clock in the morning.

But Wen Jiulan couldn't sleep anymore.

He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and slowly walked to the balcony.

The weather forecast shows rain for the next week, and the sky is dark and rainy.

The food stalls downstairs also closed early, and the entire urban village fell into silence and sleep.

Only Wen Jiulan looked into the distance, because she was uneasy in her heart, and unconsciously pinched her finger knuckles.

He didn't dare to simply treat those dreams as inconsequential beings anymore.

Be...... Is it a harbinger of the future?

The rain was dense and swaying with the wind, hitting Wen Jiulan's arm supported on the balcony railing, bringing a burst of coolness.

Wen Jiulan's mind was chaotic, and she let out a long breath.

The scorching of flames, ugly monsters, sharp scalpels......

He silently opened his hands and looked down.

Yusi wet his hands, but the unbearable burning sensation and the itching of the wound when he recovered seemed to be rooted under his skin and in his veins.

This is not the future of what he is trying to give himself a hint - protect her.

"Infant Sleep......

Wen Jiulan unconsciously shouted out the name.

Even when he was alone, he tossed and wandered for a long time, and he only dared to call her name like that.

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Qi Youmian arrived at school early in the morning and keenly noticed that Wen Jiulan's spirit was not very good.

His eyes were half-closed lazily, as if he had stayed up all night, and as if he hadn't slept well for a long time.

Because of his mental fatigue, his face was even more expressionless, and his whole body exuded the momentum of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

After Qi Youmian sat down, he took out a glass box from his bag, which contained the salted egg yolk roasted wheat that Qi Hengzhi had wrapped himself.

She handed the glass box to Wen Jiulan and poked the boy's arm, "What's the matter, I didn't sleep well last night?" ”

Wen Jiulan knew that it was useless to refuse, so she obediently took the glass box.

He shook his head to indicate that it was okay, and pulled two more notebooks out of his bag.

Qi Youmian subconsciously took it, and heard the boy's deep voice ringing in his ears.

"I have looked at all your test papers and homework in the past two days, and I found that some of your junior high school knowledge points are mixed together. The monthly exam is coming up next week, and at present, the first year of high school knowledge points are used to assist the junior high school to point out the test papers, which is not very beneficial to your monthly exam results. So I've sorted out the knowledge points for you, and there are some prediction questions, you can check them out when you have time. ”

Hearing that Jiulan rarely said such long words, Qi Youmian didn't pay attention to the content of his words for a while, but was attracted by the boy's slightly hoarse voice.

When she reacted slowly, she heard what Jiulan was saying, her peach blossom eyes widened in surprise, and she opened the notebook in her hand.

On the snow-white paper, the black and dark blue handwriting were intertwined, neat and clean, and not a single word was altered.

Qi Youmian's knowledge points that are often easy to make mistakes are also marked with a red pen.

Wen Jiulan is not arranging the knowledge points in the order of the textbooks, but according to the degree of relevance between them, which is more intuitive and clear than the textbooks.

Qi Youmian flipped through a few pages, and even the points they hadn't learned yet, Wen Jiulan had already sorted them out, and it looked extremely concise and clear at a glance.

"At present, I have only sorted out mathematics, physics and geography, and my progress has only reached the textbook in the first year of high school, so I think it is better to take my time and learn the latter without being in a hurry."

Wen Jiulan whispered, her eyebrows and eyes were full of seriousness, and her thick sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, explaining in detail, worried that Qi Youmian would not accept this reason.

The two notebooks obviously didn't weigh much, but Qi Youmian felt heavy in his hands.

There was some heat in her eyes, and she gasped a little, and she barely suppressed it.

Qi Youmian looked at Wen Jiulan's side face, the boy lowered his eyes slightly, and the tip of his nose was still a little sweaty because he had just arrived by bicycle.

I didn't hear Qi Youmian's reply for a long time, and those narrow eyes glanced over hurriedly, with a little uneasiness.

It's like worrying that Qi Youmian won't like it.

"Thank you, Wen Jiulan, I think it's super useful!" Qi Youmian swallowed his saliva to ensure that his tone was normal.

Wen Jiulan was obviously relaxed, nodded, and opened the book.

Qi Youmian sat upright, took a deep breath slowly, and then continued to look at the notebook.

Although her grades at the beginning were indeed very good, in the end, she studied English and took the master's degree, and after graduation, she also entered a high school as an English teacher, and many knowledge points have been forgotten.

During this time, I am consciously reviewing, but it still takes some time to pick it up again.

At this time, looking at the notes and clear example questions sorted out by Wen Jiulan, Qi Youmian only felt that some of the messy knowledge in his mind had been sorted out.

She was fascinated, and faintly felt that this handwriting was a little familiar, and she didn't pay attention to it, just thinking that she usually saw Wen Jiulan writing homework and memorized his font.

It wasn't until the afternoon self-study class that she took out her notebook again, ready to review it properly.

But on the first page I opened, I saw a red seal with a five-pointed star.

Qi Youmian was stunned.

Wen Jiulan paid attention to her pause movements, glanced over, sat up straight, and the tips of her ears began to redden.

"This is a book I took casually, it should have been a prize for some competition, and I didn't notice it......"

The reason why Qi Youmian was stunned was not because of the red seal with the word "award".

It's the one in the lower right corner of the notebook, Wen Jiulan's signature.

The signature font is painted with iron hooks and silver, and the pen is sharp and free.

But after the stroke on the last word "Lan", it was followed by a lovely stick figure.

With a few brushstrokes, it is a blooming flower.

Qi Youmian was a little dizzy for a while, her fingertips lit up the pen flower, and she only felt that her voice seemed to come from the sky, and muttered, "Is this...... What flowers? ”

Wen Jiulan's eyes moved slightly, "Peony, this is a peony flower." ”

This is Qi Youmian's favorite peony flower.

It is also the delicate peony bouquet in the previous life, with the words "Give young sleep" on the card.