nostalgic dream

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Until the night of Christmas Eve, when Xia Zhimu just collapsed on the bed and was about to play chess with Zhou Gong, the mobile phone placed on the bed vibrated twice, it was a text message.

"Hey little V, play the text message." There was a feeble voice.

A cold mechanical female voice echoed in the silent room: "There is a new message, Luo Jiaqi said: 'How are you going to spend Christmas?', do you want to reply?"

"don't want…"

"Ok."

"Hey! Wait a minute!" When Xia Zhimu came to his senses, there was no response.

Xia Zhimu had no choice but to go to the bed to get her phone. She squinted her eyes, a little uncomfortable with the glaring screen light.Thinking of Xiao V's voice just now, Xia Zhimu hesitated. She couldn't see the other party's expression, couldn't hear the other party's voice, and she couldn't figure out what attitude Luo Jiaqi used to send this text message.

It took a while to reply to one: There will be a performance in Happy World tomorrow.

I haven't received a reply for a long time.

"What the hell... asking this all of a sudden..." Xia Zhimu threw the phone away and fell into a deep sleep after a long hache.

In the dream, she has been desperately chasing a woman with long hair. The woman always stops and runs.She couldn't see the woman's face all the time, she was sweating profusely as she ran, panting and yelling at the woman: "You...what the hell...keep running!".The woman slowly turned her head...

"Xia Zhimu! You pig! Check what time it is!" Qi Xichen stood in front of the bed with his hands on his hips, and very rudely kicked Xia Zhimu who seemed to be sleeping restlessly.

"It's eleven o'clock, do you know?! No one answered your calls! Uncle Xia, we've been waiting for you!"

"I'm going to see you soon, do you know?" Xia Zhimu sat up angrily, rubbed his light brown hair, his whole face was full of irritability and dissatisfaction for being woken up.

"I've been here for a long time! I called you because I saw you frowning in your dreams. I don't know what's good or bad, hum."

"Can't you say good words?" Xia Zhimu bent down and picked up the black bread jacket that was kicked to the ground by himself, and put it on, reluctantly dragging his shoes to the bathroom to wash up.

"You don't want to eat breakfast, you're going to be late." Qi Xichen helped Xia Zhimu spread the quilt, and put the already cooled buns and soy milk into the microwave to heat.

Xia Zhimu, who had washed his face with cold water, was much more awake. When he came out, he saw Qi Xichen helping her clean up the messy coffee table. With a flattering smile on his face, he took out breakfast from the microwave, "I know we Xichen The best~"

"Don't be poor, let's go." Qi Xichen shook her head helplessly, helped Xia Zhimu carry the guitar, and pushed Xia Zhimu out the door.Qi Xichen intentionally walked slower than Xia Zhimu, and when Xia Zhimu was busy eating breakfast, he secretly texted who he was texting.

"Xichen, the bus is here, hurry up." Xia Zhimu yelled indistinctly in front.

"Got it, got it." Qi Xichen was startled, hid the phone behind her back and quickly followed Xia Zhimu.

The two finally followed the crowd and squeezed onto the bus. Xia Zhimu held a bun in one hand and a cup of soy milk in the other. He had no time to grab the handrail, so he had to lean on a pillar and follow the bus. Stop and go and shake.

Qi Xichen saw that Xia Zhimu was about to be thrown behind by the bus several times, so he squeezed to Xia Zhimu's side and picked up her collar.

"Ahem, Xichen, I'm not a chick." Xia Zhimu knew that this was his friend's concern, but it hurt too much to hold his throat like this.

"If you don't want to be carried, eat quickly." Qi Xichen still let go of Xia Zhimu's collar, held Xia Zhimu's arm tightly, and then turned his head away not wanting to see Xia Zhimu's expression.

Xia Zhimu knew that Qi Xichen was a man with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, and he didn't mind it. He just obediently stuffed the rest of the buns into his mouth, freeing up one hand to grab the handrail, and now Qi Xichen held his hand silently. let go.

"Why do you take on so many performances recently? I'm really tired." Xia Zhimu asked after getting out of the car while taking the guitar bag from Qi Xichen's shoulder.

"Last time, the captain told me that Rongcheng will have a selection program soon, and asked if we want to go." After Qi Xichen showed his work ID to the ticket inspector, he took Xia Zhimu to the performance area of ​​Happy World.

"Oh." Xia Zhimu nodded clearly, "Go, why not? Everyone will agree."

"I know, I was the last one to tell you." Qi Xichen stopped and looked at Xia Zhimu beside him.

Xia Zhimu also stopped, and asked puzzledly: "Why? I'm sure I would too."

"Zhimu, Jin told me about your going to Canada in the next issue."

Xia Zhimu grinned, put his arms around Qi Xichen's shoulders and led her to continue walking, "You listen to Jin's nonsense, I don't want to go, I want to stay with you."

"Montreal is good, and Toronto is also good." Qi Xichen knew what Xia Zhimu was worried about and thinking about, but as friends, she and Yu Jin hoped that Xia Zhimu would be better in the future.

But Xia Zhimu is more willing to be with these friends than to go to a foreign country alone.Xia Zhimu's parents have mentioned the matter of studying abroad with her more than once, but every time she said haha, anyway, it's too early to think about it.

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