I was reborn, and so were they

Chapter 47 Qin Keqing, I dreamed of him (fifth update)

Qin Muzhi didn't know if she was dreaming again, but it was okay. She found that she seemed to like everything she had dreamed about these days more and more.

"When I get home later, I'll cook and you can have a good rest in the living room. You have worked hard today."

The man and Qin Muzhi were walking down the street carrying big and small bags. The supermarket had a crazy price sale on Thursday, and the two of them went to stock up.

"Why didn't you let me into the kitchen?" Qin Muzhi was puzzled.

"You'd better stop causing trouble for me."

Qin Muzhi frowned slightly and stared at him. The two of them stared at each other, and then laughed at the same time on the street.

It's autumn, the sky is high and the wind is far away. Qin Muzhi likes this dry season and the warmth around him in the slightly cold air. Qin Muzhi stood a little closer to the man and could smell the indifference on him. The fragrance.

"Hey, why do you smell so good? Are you hanging out with another woman? Tell me honestly!" Qin Muzhi looked at him provocatively, wanting to see how he would retort.

He was amused, and moved closer to Qin Muzhi, and then closer again. Qin Muzhi was difficult to avoid on the street, so he had to put him right in front of him.

The man stretched out his sleeve and put it to the woman's nose, asking her if she smelled good.

The woman looked at the pair of eyebrows that were close at hand. Those eyebrows were long and soothing, beautiful and serious. Just like him, she liked the look.

Qin Muzhi grabbed the man's sleeves and pretended to be serious, "No fighting is allowed on the street."

He laughed and let Qin Muzhi hold his cuffs.

Two people hold hands and cross the road together, just like children.

Autumn days are indeed very dry. Remember to drink bread with water and drink some healthy tea. All the flowers downstairs have fallen and the grass is slightly yellow. This autumn is so ordinary and wonderful that people can remember it clearly. , but the feeling of forgetting to apply Dabao every morning is frustrating.

But luckily I have you by my side.

Qin Muzhi looked at him with huge attachment in his heart.

Finally returned home.

Lying on the sofa as if he were boneless, Qin Muzhi showed a slightly comfortable expression that made him want to cry. The man was wearing an apron and cooking in the kitchen. The light in the kitchen was warm and yellow, with a familiar smell of home.

Qin Muzhi forced not to look at him and looked out the window. Qin Muzhi looked at the bright windows one after another around him and at the small families in the windows.

She had never felt particularly envious. She had him, a sister, and a grandma, so she was a little girl with a happy and complete family. She closed her eyes and dozed comfortably on the sofa.

Is this a dream within a dream? Qin Muzhi dreamed that he was with another woman, got married and had children. In the end, Qin Muzhi had to help the busy couple take care of their children. He and that woman's child were very similar to him, and Qin Muzhi saw that he was very similar to him. Love makes me want to cry.

Then Qin Muzhi was shaken awake by the man.

Qin Muzhi bit the man's hand that shook her awake hard, full of hatred.

Qin Muzhi bit hard and didn't stop at all. A light mark suddenly appeared on the man's wrist.

"What are you doing?" He felt so aggrieved.

"That's what I'll do!" Qin Muzhi became angry inexplicably. She raised her head and stared at the man, her round eyes wide.

The man blinked and wondered when Qin Muzhi got angry and why he didn't know how to squeeze, so he could only touch her head gently.

"Don't touch me." Qin Muzhi angrily slapped his hand away.

"Okay, okay, if you don't touch it, don't touch it. Are you hungry? You're ready to eat."

Qin Muzhi was just about to say that he was not hungry, but his rumbling stomach revealed his master's condition.

What he made tonight was pan-fried sausage, small barbecued pork, hot spring egg and fresh fish soup noodles. The name is long, but the taste is also very fragrant.

"How have you been these days?"

"I was living a normal life every day...until you just woke me up." Qin Muzhi knew that he was wrong just now, so he humblely tried to please him.

The man raised his eyebrows, turned around and glared at Qin Mu, then cracked the eggs into the pot.

Qin Muzhi didn't answer, just looked at him.

The protein of the egg is slowly cooked, giving off a nice and sweet smell.

"You said that we must stay together until we are eighty."

"Why, you're going to start fighting when you're eighty-one, right?"

Qin Muzhi looked at the man's upright back and his temperament that had become gentler and jade-like over the years. Qin Muzhi quietly peeked into his heart, and it was indeed full of his love for him.

I can't tell why I love you, but I know that you are the reason why I don't love others.

"Xia Tian is about to disappear." Qin Muzhi stood on tiptoes behind the man, stretched out his hand to hug him, and found that he could now rest his head on his shoulder.

"Summer, yes, summer is so beautiful. Short skirts, big white legs, cool heels and suspenders are all beautiful."

Qin Muzhi also nodded. Autumn is so nice. The hands that have nowhere to place because of nervousness in front of you can be secretly hidden in your sleeves.

Not that it's a bad thing.

Qin Muzhi stood behind him, with a white light above his head. The man was quietly cooking for her. It seemed that this would be the case for the rest of his life.

That's fine too.

The days passed quietly by the saucepan and spoon in the kitchen, day after day. Qin Muzhi and he lived in a small house, and had to take care of each other until the weather was gone, and the souls were ringing the bell.

Qin Muzhi woke up from bed, who was he?

Qin Muzhi has been dreaming every day recently, and the content of the dream is that there is a mysterious man. The mysterious man is very good, and he will accompany her every day, every day.

Qin Muzhi is a little confused about reality. She can occasionally foresee some things that are about to happen in reality, because those things all happened in dreams.

Her roommates told her that this is called a precognitive dream.

Precognitive dream? Is it really possible to predict the future? Then why don't you tell me who that man is and why he is so nice to me? Why was he touching my head and hugging my waist in my dream?

Does he like me?

Qin Muzhi was so scared. She felt that she liked the person in the dream a little bit.

But this is a dream.

Qin Muzhi felt that he might have some mental problem. Summer vacation was coming soon, and his sister Qin Keqing was about to enter her senior year of high school. She should go home and spend time with her family to relax.

Psychological counselors also say this. Communicating with family members can relieve stress.

Qin Muzhi called his sister and told her that he had been having strange dreams recently.

The younger sister is very reliable, the younger sister is very smart and quick-witted, she helped her older sister think about it and said she understood.

What did sister Qin Keqing understand?Qin Muzhi was a little confused, but his sister's tone was a little excited, and it seemed that she really had a good idea.

"Sister, when you come back from summer vacation, I will take you to talk about your dreams." My sister said on the phone.

But Qing is really reliable, like an adult.

Qin Muzhi hung up the phone, but it was still a while before the summer vacation, it was impossible for her not to sleep.

But do I really hate these dreams? Qin Muzhi knocked on his heart and felt that he was probably not annoying.

Who is he? Will my sister know him?