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Xin Wan came out in a hurry to look for the dog, put on her clothes in a hurry, and casually put on her flip-flops.Song Heng took a black umbrella, which was wide enough to cover the two of them.

It was raining lightly outside, and the ground was covered with a shallow layer of water. When the rain hit it, the clouds wrapped in the water broke apart.When Xin Wan stepped on the water, her round white toes were splashed with dirty water, making them slippery.

He bent his body to look at the bottom of the nearby bushes and trees, and shouted: "Qiaoqiu!"

In fact, Qiuqiu should be regarded as a wild dog. There is no owner to domesticate it, but it is more gentle and timid than other wild dogs.When Xin Wan just woke up from the hospital, she didn't like to talk, but she poured out all her words to a dog.He often sits on the lawn with Qiuqiu lying in front of him, and it doesn't matter if he talks nonsense, because the dog can't understand it anyway.

Qiuqiu is not like his pet, but more like a family member.

Now that Qiuqiu is not by her side, Xin Wan is unavoidably uneasy.

She searched around Shuyueli several times, almost every nook and cranny, but still couldn't find the trace of Qiuqiu. Xin Wan's voice was trembling, and the voice of shouting "Qiuqiu" was obviously hoarse. Anxiety is visible to the naked eye.

It was getting dark, and it wasn't raining anymore, Song Heng put away his umbrella, "Go home first, I'll let the security guards pay attention."

"What if I lose it?" Xin Wan murmured, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have opened the door at will, and someone stepped on the tail of the ball, it must be terrified, it hasn't eaten yet. Will it be The dog meat seller took it away?"

Song Heng did not speak, this possibility does exist.

After returning in vain, because the road was flooded, it was inconvenient for the nanny to come, so I ordered a takeaway from a roast duck restaurant outside the community, and it was delivered in less than 10 minutes.Xin Wan chewed very slowly and ate very little, almost half of it was left.

"The people from the security department will tell me if they find it," Song Heng broke the silence and said, "You should rest well tonight and don't think too much about it."

Xin Wan said "hmm".

It is difficult to avoid overthinking. As long as people are free, their thoughts will be active.Xin Wan took a shower, and Song Heng took the laptop and discs to him, planning to find a movie for him before going to bed, and use other things to occupy space.While looking for movies, he suddenly heard Xin Wan call him: "Third brother."

Song Heng responded lightly, the light from the computer screen refracted in his eyes.

"Did I ever go to a gay correction center?"

Song Heng stopped moving his hand on the touchpad, and looked sideways.Xin Wan sat on the bed, her eyes seemed to be filled with water, looking straight at him.

Xin Wan asked him again: "Am I gay?"

Song Heng looked down at the computer screen again, searching for keywords, "No."

"Then why did I enter the correction center," Xin Wan said, "Why don't I remember?" Her tone was blank, "How many things have I forgotten?"

The movie I was looking for was "Roman Holiday", a black and white film from 53, Audrey Hepburn's classic works, Song Heng clicked on the full screen, "I don't forget much." He adjusted the position of his notebook, "Things worth remembering It won't be forgotten, so you don't need to care about what you forgot."

Xin Wan wanted to say something else, but Song Heng turned off the overhead light, leaving only a bedside lamp, and seemed to glance at him in the dimness. Xin Wan stared blankly at him leaving, while Audrey Hepburn was on the computer screen. He jumped up from the bed and fled the castle like a butterfly holding the corner of his skirt.

Xin Wan was dreaming again.

Since he woke up in the hospital, the dream has not been broken.Few sweet dreams, more nightmares.

A black-and-white scene like "Roman Holiday", a puppet-like person sat beside him to eat, and suddenly the shadow outside the window fell, like a huge leaf falling into the soil, making a dull sound, and he heard a scream.

"Li Yuan jumped off the building!"

Xin Wan woke up startled.This time, the dream was no longer like a crushed biscuit. After he woke up, he could vaguely remember half of the dream.The fear didn't dissipate until dawn, and Xin Wan couldn't tell whether it really happened, after all, he didn't know the person named "Li Yuan".

It was Sunday, Song Heng stayed at home and went out with Xin Wan to find a dog, but nothing came of it.

Xin Wan felt that she was in an illusion, without the real feeling of touching the ground, and she was in a trance.While doing homework in the bedroom, he flicked his mobile phone and saw the text message Fang Yichuan sent him yesterday morning, saying: Xin Wan, it’s raining too much, my mother won’t let me go out, can I go to your house to watch the dog tomorrow? ?

Xin Wan replied: Don't come, Qiuqiu is sick, come back when you recover.

In addition to the text message, Xin Wan found that there was an extra call recording in his mobile phone. The one from yesterday morning was only 10 minutes shorter. Maybe he accidentally pressed it.Xin Wan hesitated for a while, and turned on the recording.

Song Heng could sense that Xin Wan was in a low mood and had a poor appetite. He only ate a few mouthfuls of dinner casually, and he hesitated to speak.

He is not good at comforting, and all negative emotions cannot be resolved with just a few words.Although he doesn't like dogs, Song Heng can understand Xin Wan's sadness. Any loss of companionship means the lack of habit, and it is painful and tormenting to adapt again.

Before going to bed, Song Heng took a shower, but he was too lazy to dry his hair.Just when he was about to turn off the bedside lamp, he heard a knock on the door, "Duk Tuk".

"Come in."

Xin Wan was wearing navy blue cotton pajamas, and pushed open the door. Only then did Song Heng see the thin quilt and pillow in his arms. He stood awkwardly by the bed, clasped his fingers a little, lowered his head, and spoke loudly. The mosquito called: "Brother, can I sleep on the floor of your house tonight?"

Song Heng asked: "Why?"

"I feel a little out of breath," Xin Wan said in a soft voice, her back slightly arched, and the pillow pressed against her chest, "It's like a stone is pressing here, it's uncomfortable. I always feel like I'm going to die in the middle of the night, so I want to With you, maybe you can save me."

Song Heng frowned, pulled out the pillow and thin quilt from his arms, and put them aside.

Before Xin Wan could react, his neck suddenly felt hot. Song Heng clasped his neck lightly, with his jaw pressed against his Adam's apple, and his thumb pressed against the throbbing artery. Xin Wan subconsciously held his breath, and his mind went blank.

"You don't need to make a bed on the floor." Song Heng withdrew his hand and looked at the position beside him, "The bed is enough for two people."

Xin Wan said "Yes", and said "Thank you, brother", hurriedly picked up his pillow and thin quilt, and went around to the other side of the bed.

For a moment, Xin Wan mistakenly thought that he wanted to kill herself. After all, the surroundings were dim, and he couldn't see Song Heng's eyes clearly, but could only see his pursed lips and the arc of his jaw.It took a while to realize that Song Heng was feeling his heartbeat.

Xin Wan didn't lie to him, his heartbeat had been abnormal for the past two days, but just now when Song Heng pinched his neck, the frequency of his heartbeat suddenly became faster, which made Xin Wan a little confused.

The bed was indeed big enough, and there was a distance of about one and a half feet between him and Song Heng.

The lights went out, and Song Heng had been sleeping alone for so many years, suddenly there was an extra breath around him, he wasn't used to it, and he didn't feel sleepy even with his eyes closed.

Xin Wan beside her turned over a few times, obviously not asleep.

Suddenly his hand felt cold, Song Heng looked over, and through the thin moonlight, he saw Xin Wan grabbing his fingers.

"Brother, you haven't slept yet," Xin Wan said in a soft and clean voice, "Can I talk to you?"

He obviously didn't realize the ambiguity of "holding fingers", Song Heng said "hmm".

"When you came to rescue me yesterday morning, it was still raining heavily outside, you..." Xin Wan lowered her eyes and squeezed his fingers tightly, "How did you get here?"

Song Heng: "Why do you ask this?"

"You came here in the rain, from Daosan Road, didn't you?" Xin Wan said anxiously, "I only know that you came to rescue me and the elevator door opened, but I can't remember what happened after that. It's very messy, and I don't remember what I said. I just remember that your eyes were fierce, your body was cold, and then it disappeared. I heard the recording of the phone call, and you were breathing heavily when you ran..."

He suddenly let go of Song Heng's hand and touched his hair - Song Heng's hair was still cold and wet.

Xin Wan's voice was hoarse: "Is it cold?"

Song Heng, he recalled his actions that day, stupid and reckless, just like he was reckless a few years ago.

But he didn't think about anything at the time, he just left the car there, the rain drenched him, his eyes were foggy, he only remembered the violent heartbeat and breathing when running, the galloping wind, the illusion made him think that the whole world Rain was falling on his head.

There's no need to tell Xin Wan about this, it's like asking for credit.

He has crossed the boundaries he set for himself too many times at the beginning.

Song Heng held his hand and moved it aside, with a calm voice: "It's a very short distance, I'm just worried that things at home will be stolen, don't think about it. Go to sleep, I'm sleepy."

Xin Wan still has a lot to say, and he can easily expose Song Heng's lies - he has been running for a long time and his clothes are heavy.If you are afraid of losing things at home, you can call the police or call the security guards, which is safer and faster than running.

But Song Heng turned over and turned his back to him, apparently not wanting to talk anymore.

Xin Wan squeezed her fingers together, said "Thank you" in a low voice, and kept silent.

When Xin Wan took a long breath and fell asleep, Song Heng didn't feel sleepy either. He lay on the bed in a daze, and it was almost early in the morning before he planned to get out of bed to get sleeping pills.

The sleeping pills were placed in the small cabinet next to it. Song Heng searched lightly, but suddenly heard sleep talking from the bed.Xin Wan was having a nightmare, her head was shaking slightly, her breathing was short of breath, as if she was not getting enough oxygen, her words were slurred, and her temples were wet with sweat.

"Xin Wan," Song Heng turned on the bedside lamp, sat on the side of the bed and said, shaking Xin Wan's shoulder, "Xin Wan!"

Xin Wan screamed and woke up suddenly, the tears in the corners of his eyes were still slowly flowing down, he looked at Song Heng in a daze, "I'm sorry, brother, did I scream again, I'm sorry, I did Nightmares are always like this..."

Song Heng frowned, nightmares are inevitable, but high-frequency nightmares are not normal.

"Brother, my heart is beating so fast," Xin Wan grasped his wrist in the dark, and put it on her left chest.Before Song Heng could react, the palm of his hand touched the soft and greasy skin, and an indescribable point underneath. Xin Wan didn't notice it, and looked very sleepy, "Try it, it's really fast."

It should be because of Xin Wan turning over in disorder just now, two pajama buttons were unbuttoned, thus exposing the skin.Warm, muffled heartbeat came over.

It is said that five fingers connect to the heart, at that moment, Song Heng almost had the illusion that their heartbeats were connected.

The same enthusiasm.

"Got it," he withdrew his hand, took out the medicine from the cabinet, and threw it to him, "Go get a glass of water and take the medicine."

Xin Wan regained consciousness, rubbed her eyes, and asked, "What medicine?"

"Reducing heart rate."

Xin Wan said "Oh", and obediently went out to pour water and take medicine, but the time was short, Song Heng rubbed her hair irritably, when she heard the sound of closing the door, Xin Wan climbed into bed again, "Brother, it's time to sleep. "

"Go to sleep, I'll take a shower." Song Heng stood up.

The heart rate-lowering medicine has the effect of helping sleep, Xin Wan was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, "What are you doing in the shower..."

"It's too hot," Song Heng responded calmly, turning off the bedside lamp, "Go to sleep."

Xin Wan said "um", closed her eyes, and took a quick and long breath.

The author says:

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