"Liang... Ren..." A name was tossed back and forth between his lips several times, Fang You frowned and felt a burst of drowsiness rushing up like a tide, without giving him the slightest chance to resist, it drowned him in an instant.

When Gong Qi heard the sound of even breathing suddenly coming from his arms, he was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing, looking down at the little man's slightly red and swollen eyelids, his heart was full of emotion and pity.

"Don't hate me." He lowered his head and imprinted a tender water mark on Fang You's slightly curled up lips when he fell asleep, and whispered softly against his lips, "Don't leave me."

He never felt that he owed anyone, but he was really afraid that his little man would recover his memory one day and would hate him for not saving Liang Ren.What's more terrifying than this is that when Fang You thinks about all the past, he may suddenly realize that he likes himself only because this is the person Liang Ren likes, just like those pink decorations and plush toys.

If everything suddenly came back to the original point, how would he deal with a little person who only had remorse and guilt in his eyes?Either forcefully stay, or let go... He doesn't want to choose any of them.

Gong Qi carefully put Fang You into his arms and hugged her tightly again, as if he was already standing at the intersection of that dilemma, full of reluctance, but he didn't know that Fang You, who was sleeping soundly, was also haunted by a strange and bizarre nightmare. Stop, don't get out.

This is a grotesque dream.

In the dream, he was wearing a washed-out shirt and jeans, playing the guitar on the side of a crowded street, and occasionally someone would throw some coins or small denomination banknotes into the piano case at his feet. He could imagine these people without looking up The eyes that fell on him were pity, disdain or indifference.

At this time, a cold voice suddenly sounded, "What's your name?"

He looked up in surprise. He was wearing a silk shirt, neat black suit pants and a small suit jacket, and there was an elegant purple tie pinned to the neckline. His black eyes were as cool and cold as his voice. .

What's funny is that the cold boy was holding a little boy who only reached his waist, and his black eyes, which were exactly the same as this person's, were shining with curiosity.

For some reason, he thought of teasing this young boy who pretended to be an adult, so he curled his lips and smiled and said, "You young masters from rich families, didn't your parents teach you to ask someone's name before you ask me?" Shall I introduce myself first?"

The young man was a little impatient, he pulled the little boy around and left.The little boy seemed a little reluctant, but he didn't open his mouth to resist.

Instead, he became anxious, and regardless of the stall he placed on the street, he picked up the guitar and chased after him. Relying on the advantage of being a few centimeters taller than the young boy, he opened his arms to stop the two, and apologized with a smile on his face: " My name is Liang Ren, the beam of the pillars, the tough and tough."

The young man looked up at him with cold eyes, a little defensive.He didn't know how he saw it, just like the person just now had no expression from the beginning to the end, but he just knew that he was impatient and was about to get angry.It was a very subtle feeling, but it made him feel a little inexplicably happy.

The little boy stared at him more and more curiously, his eyes sparkled, hesitating for a while and finally couldn't help but said: "The piece you played is very nice, did you write it yourself?"

He looked at the little boy in surprise, such a young child, at most ten years old, could guess that this was a song written by himself!Shouldn't ordinary people ask first, which star's song is this?

"how do you know?"

The little boy proudly puffed out his small chest, held his head high, "Because I'm a genius!"

He curled up his mouth and smiled, and reached out to touch the boy's little head, "What's the name of that little genius?"

The teenager took the boy back a step vigilantly, and let his extended hand be empty, and then a cold voice sounded, "It's time to go back."

The little boy pouted unhappily, and replied sullenly, "Okay."

"Are you still here tomorrow? I will come tomorrow." Before leaving, she turned to him reluctantly and asked.

He smiled and nodded, watching the backs of the two people disappear into a low-key luxury car, he felt a little lost in his heart.In fact, he never performs twice in the same place, because he is not a busker, let alone a beggar.

But... there are always exceptions to everything, and it's okay to make an exception once in a while.

He turned around and walked back, thinking of that serious and cold boy in his heart, he couldn't help laughing silly, and bumped into a little girl running by the side of the road, he quickly reached out to help him, but when he saw her face clearly , My heart sank suddenly.

"Liang Ren, I will destroy everyone who is close to you, you are mine!" The girl glared at him viciously, her beautiful almond eyes glowed with crazy scarlet, and when he was unprepared, she suddenly pulled out her hand from behind. He took out a sharp knife and stabbed him hard in the heart.

"No one in this world will love you more than me. I won't make it easy for him, Liang Ren, Liang Ren..." Sen Han's ravings echoed in the sky like a call from hell.

"Huh...huh..." Fang You suddenly opened his eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling, panting heavily, the violent heartbeat in his chest made his eardrums hurt.

It took a while for him to slowly regain his senses, close his eyes and take a deep breath to calm down the violent emotions in his heart.

The sky was bright outside the window, and Gong Qi got up at some point.In the empty room, he was the only one whose heavy breathing could not be calmed down for a long time.

When his heartbeat gradually returned to normal, Fang You turned his head and reached out to touch his mobile phone by the bedside, but saw an exquisite crystal vase on the milky white bedside table, inside which was a bouquet of pink camellias , The petals are still stained with crystal dew, which is very moving.

Next to the vase was a single camellia, with a piece of paper pressed under the flower stem, Fang You smiled silly dimples, stretched out his hand and held it up to his eyes.

[Good morning, my baby.It is said that when you wake up in the morning, you will see vivid and charming flowers at first sight, and you will be in a happy mood throughout the day.I chose your favorite pink, and when you pick each flower in the flower room, you can imagine your lovely smile after seeing them.I'm in the study, waiting for your call. 】

Fang You held up the small piece of cherry blossom-colored paper and laughed so hard that his saliva almost flowed down. He moaned and groaned under the quilt for a long time before picking up the phone with a blushing face, full of sweetness He quickly dialed Miyazaki's phone number.

"Are you awake?" Gong Yan put down the pen in his hand, and his low and pleasant voice was filled with a smile.

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