After abandoning Slag Gong, I married the actor

Two in the morning.

Ye Junqiao was sleeping hazily, turned over, half-closed his eyes and saw a black figure standing in front of the bed.

He closed his eyes and slept peacefully for another two seconds, then suddenly came back to his senses.

Ye Junqiao:! ! ! !

He opened his eyes suddenly, and at the same time, he moved a few centimeters behind him in panic, raised his upper body halfway, and pressed his elbows against the pillow, as if he had seen a ghost.

Ren Yuanzhou stood in front of the bed, witnessed his series of actions, and did not respond.

Ye Junqiao came back to his senses and recognized the person in front of the bed.

The tense muscles relaxed a bit, but the heart still hadn't recovered, and was beating "plop plop".For a moment, I didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or get angry.

If you want to change someone else, Ye Junqiao touched the pillow and threw it over - you want to send me to heaven in the middle of the night? !

But Ren Yuanzhou is usually too compliant and well-behaved.When meeting him, Ye Junqiao will always be more tolerant unconsciously.What's more, this time is not right for this kid, so I have to be more tolerant,

He let out a long sigh of relief, sat up, and tried not to look so angry, be patient,

"What's the matter, is this, the one who came to kill me in the middle of the night?"

Ren Yuanzhou was wearing a set of beige long-sleeved pajamas, which were quite thin, and he didn't know it was cold, so he looked at Ye Junqiao.

Living, breathing, moving.

The honey-colored skin is plump, not dry and pale.

He had stood here for ten minutes without doing anything, just looking at this man and listening to his breathing.

Every time Ye Junqiao turns over, he feels like he has a proof that this person is still alive.But once his breathing slowed down and there was no movement for a long time, he would suddenly feel worried.

The past in the dream is all in sight.

He even remembered the feeling of the shattered glass of the car window getting stuck in the flesh.

Ren Yuanzhou wondered a little confusedly whether it was the 25-year-old Ren Yuanzhou who dreamed of his current self, or whether he dreamed of the 25-year-old Ren Yuanzhou.

Which self is real?

he does not know.

But he was afraid that he would wake up suddenly and find himself lying on the ICU bed, and Ye Junqiao had been dead for a year.

Two different lives intertwined, and he could sense that they were both real.

But he has something to worry about, he is as afraid of "waking up from a dream", and nothing can give him a sense of security.

When others check whether they are dreaming or not, they pinch themselves, and the pain is real.Now even if he cut his flesh and made him feel pain, he would still be afraid of waking up from the dream.

Ye Junqiao vaguely sensed that something was wrong with this kid—although Ren Yuanzhou had always been a little bit wrong during this period of time, but now it was very obvious.

Ye Junqiao looked at Ren Yuanzhou's face, but couldn't see why - if he could see it, there would be a ghost.

So I can only ask clearly, "What's the matter, why did you come to my house?"

Ren Yuanzhou: "..."

He wanted to make it clear, but felt that this was wrong.This coming and going was too complicated, and I lost my words after a while.

Ye Junqiao waited for a long while but didn't come back for any response. He was full of question marks, thinking what's the matter?

Standing beside my bed as if crying or not, and didn't say what happened, are you waiting for me to get out of bed and hug me?

"Can I sleep with you tonight?"

Ren Yuanzhou's words came out smoothly, and no one knew how many twists and turns he had gone through in his heart before he said it.

Ye Junqiao: "..."

Ye Junqiao: "...No, why?"

Baby, you turned eighteen yesterday, did you return to eight overnight?

Ren Yuanzhou: "No?"

Ye Junqiao: "..."

Where can we say whether it is possible or not? The question is not whether it is possible or not.

Ye Junqiao looked him up and down, and felt that this kid was acting strange tonight.

After looking at it, it's good, I saw that this person didn't even wear slippers.

In April, no matter how warm it is, it will still be cold at night.Ye Junqiao doesn't have a hobby of laying carpets, so he despises them as dust.So Ren Yuanzhou stepped on the floor with bare feet at this time, and felt his feet hurt from the cold.

Ye Junqiao lifted the quilt, feeling a little helpless, "Come up. It's really good, and you don't wear shoes. I would suspect that you turned eight years old on your birthday yesterday."

Ren Yuanzhou was lying on the bed with others, warm under the quilt.Ye Junqiao's body temperature and the smell on his body enveloped Ren Yuanzhou completely.

Ye Junqiao lay down together, and before he lay down, he stretched out his hand over Ren Yuanzhou to help someone press the corner of the quilt,

"Have a nightmare?"

He could think of such a possibility, but he couldn't think of anything else.

Ren Yuanzhou hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Yes".

This reaction was so good that it made people feel distressed.

Ye Junqiao only thought that this person had dreamed about his dead parents at night and was so uncomfortable that he couldn't sleep that he came to look for him.After all, he turned eighteen yesterday, so it's normal for his parents to come back to see him in their dreams.

But after much deliberation, he didn't know what to do, so he patted him through the quilt as comfort.

After comforting, Ye Junqiao lay down and said concisely, "Feet."

Before Ren Yuanzhou could react, Ye Junqiao added, "Stretch it over to warm you."

Hiss, it really looks like an ice bump.

Ye Junqiao felt like an old woman who took her child to sleep.

Didn't you turn eighteen yesterday?How did it degenerate into a little milk dog, timid, soft and obedient.

There was only one pillow on this bed, and it was originally Ye Junqiao's pillow.The two lay down for a while, and Ye Junqiao was about to fall asleep in a daze. Suddenly, he felt that Ren Yuanzhou rubbed against him, and he just slept on the same pillow as him.

He reacted belatedly, his eyes were too sleepy to open, and he was about to move his head to the side in a daze to let the cub sleep on the pillow.

Originally, there were still pillows, but he was really sleepy and didn't want to go to the cabinet to get them.

But before moving away, a hand stopped him first, and he heard Ren Yuanzhou's voice close to his ears, gentle and gentle, "Squeeze."

Well, that's fine too.

Ye Junqiao put his head down and fell asleep completely.

Dimly, I felt that Ren Yuanzhou was like a large clingy pet, squeezing into his arms with a little caution.

Ye Junqiao dazedly stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the man, and fixed it with his arms, lest the man's movement would disturb his sleep.

When we slept together last time, this brat didn't seem to be so clingy?

The old man fell asleep while thinking.

He himself slept soundly, regardless of killing or burying, Ren Yuanzhou stiffened in his arms for a long time before he relaxed.

That person wrapped his arms around himself, felt the breath sprayed on his head by that person, and heard the heartbeat of that person who was close at hand...

Only then did Ren Yuanzhou regain a little sense of reality—this person is still alive and alive.

Ren Yuanzhou's head rested on Ye Junqiao's neck, and almost completely shrunk into Ye Junqiao's arms, while feeling relieved, he thought unconsciously,

This time, you must be more careful and firm, never leave him again, and keep him in your arms.