While Lu Sheng was waiting for takeout, Song Wan went to the bathroom, and when he came out of the shower, Lu Sheng's takeout just arrived.

Song Wan returned to the bedroom, took out melatonin from the bedside table, and after eating two slices at a time, she began to feel sleepy, and her thoughts quickly became hazy and gradually clear.

It's icy and snowy, and it's cold.

Song Wan walked out from the house in her hometown where even the windows were broken.

I don't know how long I walked.

She saw a person, standing under the eaves with his head bowed, a cigarette in his hand, smoky, he always kept his head down, the down jacket on his body was wide, his hair was frosty, and he didn't know how long he had been standing.

Song Wan walked over and walked all the way to him.

She said, "Can you give me one?" ”

The young man lifted his eyes and glanced at her very lightly, he took out a cigarette, and Song Wan stretched out a frozen red hand and pulled one out of the cigarette case.

The boy took out the lighter, his fingers were thin and long, and the lighter with gears easily burst out of flames under his fingers, and in the cold wind, it brought up a faint temperature.

Song Wan took the cigarette into her mouth unfamiliarly, lowered her head, the flames fluttered in the wind, and she chased hard.

The boy took the corner of the down jacket to shelter her.

Song Wan's first cigarette was lit in winter, and she and the boy didn't say a word, just leaned together in the faint light of five o'clock in the morning in their hometown, and waited for the dawn with smoke.

In a blink of an eye, it was the same early morning, the same eaves, and the same cold wind on a snowy day.

The young man held her arm tightly, his eyes were red from the cold, and he gritted his teeth and asked her, "You said that I should take you away, it was you who said that you wanted to go with me, why did you regret it, why?" ”

There was no reason, waiting for the luxury car on the side of the road to come out with a burst of urging, and when Song Wan turned around, she was not even indifferent to her.

Song Wan in the dream was trapped, trapped in the situation and couldn't get out, she was enveloped in a cage, and she couldn't earn it if she wanted to.

Until a finger lands under her eyelid, with a slight stroke.

Song Wan opened her eyes suddenly.

The person in front of him was Lu Sheng.

He was raising his hand and twisting his fingers lightly, his eyes were focused, and when his gaze turned to Song Wan, there was inquiry in his eyes, "What kind of dream can make you cry?" ”

After all, Song Wan is a person who doesn't change his face even when his leg is injured like that.

Song Wan exhaled slightly, "Nightmare." ”

"Really?" Lu Sheng approached Song Wan a few minutes and stared at her eyes, as if he wanted to see her through, "Is there me in the dream?" ”

He asked, inexplicably.

Song Wan stared at him, "Are you a ghost?" ”

Lu Sheng pulled his lips, "Also, if it's me, how could it be a nightmare, it should be...", a playful smile, he spit out two words, "Spring dream." ”

Song Wan was speechless, reached out and rubbed her head, and asked him, "What time is it?" ”

Lu Sheng pressed Song Wan's mobile phone next to the bed, and Song Wan glanced at it, "Why is it only half an hour." ”

From lying down to waking up, it seemed like a century had passed in her dreams, but it was only half an hour when she woke up.

Lu Sheng glanced at the melatonin that Song Wan had put on the head of the bed, and shook it in his hand, "It's going to be empty." He said, "No wonder you have nightmares, you don't know this aka nightmare pills?" ”

Song Wan snatched the medicine bottle, "It's called the Life-Killing Pill, I have to eat it too." ”

Lu Sheng chuckled, his hands on Song Wan's sides, close to her.

Say, "Every time I'm there, you sleep well." ”

Song Wan looked up at him, "What do you want to say?" ”

Lu Sheng took back the melatonin in Song Wan's hand, played with it twice, and threw it out, as the medicine bottle hit the ground, the pill spilled, Lu Sheng raised his eyebrows, "It's better to rely on me." ”

....

The next day, when Song Wan woke up, Lu Sheng was already gone.

When she took off her shoes and went to the bathroom, when she brushed her teeth, Song Wan looked at herself in the mirror after sleeping, her extraordinarily fair and shiny face, and she was slightly distracted.

It's bad.

No matter what kind of medicine, there is dependence.

She had to speed up the progress of the wall painting and let Lu Sheng move out as soon as possible.

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Several wall paintings on the first floor of Qiushuitai, Song Wan has finished painting, and I went directly to the study on the second floor after coming over today.

The whole wall of the study is made of relief wall painting, commonly known as scraping putty, with evenly mixed putty powder, outlining the lines, and finally coloring.

The determined pattern is more complicated, and it takes at least a week to finish the work.

Since it can be the least, Song Wan doesn't want to delay time.

I started working in the morning, but I didn't forget to eat lunch, her body didn't allow her not to eat, so she ordered takeout, Song Wan finished eating on the first floor and continued to work on the second floor.

I pulled the curtains and turned on the lights, so I didn't know what time it was.

When Song Wan felt hungry, put down her tools, turned on her mobile phone, and saw that it was already eight o'clock in the evening, she was upstairs packing up her tools and preparing to get off work, but there was a sudden noise downstairs.

Song Wan put down the things in her hand and pushed open the door of the study, the door just opened, her waist tightened, she was hugged by her waist, and she stepped back while kissing.

Lu Sheng's breath, Song Wan is very familiar, the two have done many intimate things, so naturally they don't resist too much, and only when they retreat to the window did Lu Sheng stop the kiss and press her against the window.

Song Wan looked at him, there was still movement downstairs, the sound of cars outside was accompanied by the sound of some people talking, frowning slightly, Song Wan said, "You invited a friend to come?" ”

Lu Sheng was surprised, "You don't know that I'm holding a party here tonight?"

Song Wan, "....." "Did you tell me?" ”

Lu Sheng apologized, "I'm sorry, I forgot." ”

Song Wan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, "I'll get off work first." ”

Seeing that she was leaving, Lu Sheng wrapped his arms around her waist, and then opened the curtains.

"Do the people below look familiar?"

Song Wan glanced at it lightly, there were indeed many acquaintances, not only Lu Sheng's group of friends, but also Pei Ji's group of friends.

"You go down from here now, do you say they will misunderstand when they see it?"

Song Wan, "I'm just carrying tools and doing wall paintings, is it possible that you and Pei Ji know each other, so I can't take your order?" ”

"You're right, but look at who it is." Lu Sheng pointed with his hand and pointed to the two people who hugged each other at the door of the villa, "Do you say that Pei Ji will think that we are innocent?" Well? ”

In the past, Song Wan, who had the identity of Pei Ji's girlfriend, would indeed be taken care of by Lu Sheng, but now, she smiled and reminded Lu Sheng, "Have you forgotten that I broke up with Pei Ji, and he doesn't care if he is innocent or not." ”

"Since you say so, then you're welcome."

Saying that, Lu Sheng opened the window and said, "Pei Ji." ”

With this, Pei Ji looked up at the second floor, but he didn't see Song Wan, he said, "Ah Sheng, why haven't you come down yet?" ”

Lu Sheng didn't reply, but looked at Song Wan sideways and asked her, "Do you want me to call him up?" ”