Lost in the game

It was already late when Li Xiao entered the ward. The little nurse must have been tired. After all, she had already fallen asleep lying beside Mo Wang's bed after a day of running around. Even though the environment was harsh, she still slept peacefully.

The moonlight shines on Mo Wang's pale face through the window, the broken hair scattered on the pillow, his furrowed eyebrows reveal his uneasiness at the moment, and with his closed eyes, Li Xiao can still imagine the smile in these eyes, The slender and thick eyelashes are slightly curved upwards, trembling from time to time, the pointy bridge of the nose is covered with small beads of sweat, and the tightly closed lips have no trace of blood. Under the bright moonlight, the whole person is like a fragile Like a porcelain doll, the slightest touch can shatter him into pieces.

Li Xiao stretched out consciously slender fingers unconsciously, and gently stroked Mo Wang's brows, wanting to relax the tightly locked brows a little, maybe because he felt the temperature from the brows, which made Mo Wang slow down. Slowly loosening her tightly locked eyebrows, she fell asleep smoothly.

Li Xiao had a dream, a dream that was inexplicable to Li Xiao:

Blood, blood everywhere, as far as the eye can see.Li Xiao raised his hands, his hands were covered with blood, no matter how Li Xiao rubbed it off, he couldn't wipe it off.He raised his head, his pupils narrowed suddenly, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief: a man stabbed Mo Wang's heart with a short knife.The man's desperate emotion occupied Li Xiao's whole body in an instant, it was so real, his heart was so painful, but he couldn't shed a single tear.

Li Xiao slowly opened his eyes, looking at the familiar ceiling and the familiar environment, that's right, this is the room he is familiar with, the dream is lingering in his mind at this moment, the feeling of heartache makes Li Xiao a little out of breath at this moment, Even if it is a dream, it is so real and terrifying!

Why does my heart hurt like this?Why?

The room was very dark, and even though the sky was clear outside, the bright sunlight could not dispel the darkness of the room.The decoration in the room is very simple, a dilapidated sofa, an old-fashioned TV in front of the sofa, and a single bed not far from the sofa.

A petite person was curled up on that small single bed, his skin was pale and sickly, covered with strange lines, covering his whole body like a ghost crawling out of hell, devouring him The soul of man; the furrowed brows are full of unease, the closed eyes, the high bridge of the nose, the thin pale lips, the pointed oval face, and the long white hair messily scattered among the pillows.

A ray of mischievous sunlight outside the window scattered on the person on the bed through the window, trying to dispel the surrounding darkness for him; probably because the brilliance of summer was too hot, it woke the person on the bed from his dream, and slowly got up to look at the scenery outside the window , listening to Xia Chan's hustle and bustle, children's laughter, and joyful atmosphere filled this season, but these seemed not to belong to the people in the house. The eyes are full of disdain for this environment, this society, this world.It doesn't mean anything to him, it's just...

He seemed to have remembered something, and the impatience on his face gradually receded, replaced by a tender smile, the fiery eyes no longer had the disdain of the past, but slowly became happy:

"I found you, Xiao-bao-bei!"