the sky is warm

As soon as Lin You got home, he sorted out the whole day's affairs in his mind, and then he would be in a daze. It was eleven o'clock before he knew it.

Then he stood up, took off his body two or three times, took a shower, then threw himself on the bed, pulled the quilt to cover him, and fell asleep in a few seconds.

Probably because there were too many things hidden in his heart, he started dreaming as soon as he fell asleep.

In the dream, there was a vast white fog. Lin You stood in the fog and was enveloped in it. He took a step forward, and the fog dispersed a little to the sides. In the middle, I can't get out, I can't see it.

"Han Bing, I love you!"

There seemed to be something breaking through the thick fog in front of him and handed it to him. He stretched out his hand and pushed away the cloud and fog. It was an exquisite gift bag with a box spread out inside, and a pair of rings lying in the box.

As soon as Lin Youyi's gaze came into contact with the pair of rings, there was a throbbing pain in his heart, and the hand holding the bag trembled violently.

"……what……"

Suddenly there was a loud cry in the dark and quiet room, Lin You sat up, reached out and "snapped" to turn on the bedside lamp.

His chest was heaving violently, and his breathing was short of breath. After a long while, he slowly arched his back, clutching the pajamas around his chest, his shoulders trembling, and only heard a muffled, nearly inaudible voice whispering.

"Lan Yi..."

After a long time, the hand clutching his chest was gradually loosened. Lin You raised his tearful face and looked at the ceiling. The light hit the teardrops on his eyelashes, creating circles of halo.