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Song Heng squeezed the glass cup subconsciously, his fingertips turned white, and he exerted force unconsciously.

Xin Wan was still crying, her eyes would roll when she was dreaming, she didn't know what she was dreaming about, she suddenly woke up, her breathing was heavy, her gaze was vacant for a while, she found someone beside her, she sat up suddenly, she was shocked.

"Third brother..." Xin Wan found out that it was him, and then she recovered, her voice was a little hoarse, "What are you doing here, you scared me to death."

Song Heng didn't speak, just looked into his eyes quietly - Song Heng's pupils were very dark, and he couldn't move his eyes away when he was so focused on a person.His tone was calm: "What did you dream about?"

"What did you dream about..." Xin Wan struggled to recall the dream. The dream that was clear just now suddenly turned into a vast expanse of whiteness, and he couldn't see anything. He was a little distressed, "I forgot."

Xin Wan rubbed her nose and continued on her own: "I always don't remember what dreams I had. Sometimes the dreams are long and sometimes short. In fact, it's a pity to forget the dreams. After all, they are created by my own head. The world. But I think, if you don’t remember anything, it should be God’s arrangement, and it’s better to listen to God’s words.”

Song Heng laughed suddenly, "It's really better not to remember."

He asked again, "Do you often have such nightmares?"

"Occasionally," Xin Wan lowered her eyes, lacking confidence, "maybe it's because I didn't take my medicine today."

"Then why don't you take your medicine?"

"The medicine is three-point poisonous. Since I'm not sick, I don't need to take medicine." Xin Wan replied with reason and evidence, "Only sick people take medicine."

Song Heng put the glass on the bedside table. Before Xin Wan realized what happened, his wrist was grabbed——Song Heng's fingers were very slender, with well-defined joints, and the temperature of his palm was so hot that it was as hot as him.

"Then tell me," Song Heng turned his wrist over, revealing the two hideous and ugly scars, "When did you get this injury? Was it when you were 11, 12, or 13?"

He was rarely so strong in front of Xin Wan, Xin Wan was at a loss and said, "I don't remember."

Song Heng said: "Then why don't you remember?"

He suddenly raised his voice: "So what if I don't remember? I'm really not sick! I just forgot some things, but I haven't forgotten the important things. Isn't that all right?"

Song Heng looked at him silently, and Xin Wan realized that he had overreacted. He pursed his lips, and before he could say "I'm sorry", Song Heng stood up and said, "It's up to you."

Even though they were standing very close, Xin Wan felt that they were far away, so he glanced at Xin Wan, "Go on to sleep."

The door was closed just like that, but Song Heng forgot to take the glass of lemonade.

The green and bland taste wafted away, and Xin Wan stretched out her hand to touch it, realizing that the water was already cold.

Xin Wan knew that his emotions fluctuated a lot, especially when others said that he was sick, those words rushed to the tip of his teeth and tongue, scrambling to escape, he couldn't control the volume, emotion and tone.

He actually lost his temper with his cousin.

Xin Wan thought anxiously, tossing and turning on the bed several times before falling asleep.Song Heng was no longer at home when he woke up.This is the normal state of their getting along, most of them are staggered, and occasionally overlap, but Xin Wan feels that they are in a cold war, and it is his fault.

From childhood to adulthood, Xin Wan's popularity has been very good. He can quickly get along with others. From the bottom of his heart, he has a somewhat flattering personality. He wants to make others happy rather than value himself.

Xin Wan didn't want Song Heng to be angry with him.

On a sunny afternoon, Xin Wan began to write an apology note to Song Heng.Things were messy on the table. When he was packing things, he temporarily put the white paper next to the water glass in the drawer.

That letter was written by him to the man in his dream.

It's strange, he often dreams, dreaming of a person, a very vague figure, with a depressed voice and a very unhappy tone, saying: "Xin Wan, you haven't written me a love letter."

This is one of the few dreams he remembers. He attributed this to God's instructions, not too materialistic. Xin Wan wrote a letter according to the instructions, but he didn't know who was talking to him in the dream, so he had to not sign it. .

One week later, NO.13 was cloudy, so the color of the dusk was very pale.

Song Heng received a call from Xin Wan during their second meeting with Zhong Yu.

Compared with the matters taken over by the company, the family is more concerned about his emotional emptiness, and quickly arranges a second meeting between him and Zhong Yu.The place for this meeting was chosen by Zhong Yu. It was a Japanese grocery store. The store was very quiet, with bright yellow lights hanging over it. The magnetic black dishes looked warm under the light, and the dishes were exquisite.

When the call came in, he was just halfway through his meal, and the phone was on silent, but the sudden lighting of the screen still attracted Zhong Yu's attention.

"You are so busy, last time there were too many calls," Zhong Yu laughed, "Go ahead."

Song Heng hung up the phone, sent a text message, and said "sorry" to Zhong Yu.

"I specially changed to a loose skirt this time. I like Japanese materials very much. I wanted to wear a kimono at first, but I was afraid that too many people would think I was weird on the road, so forget it." Zhong Yu put wasabi on top of the sashimi Dip in soy sauce, raise your eyes and smile at Song Heng, "Next time I can wear it for you to see."

Song Heng smiled, but did not respond.

The text message came in quickly, Xin Wan asked where he was, Song Heng replied: What is it?

Xin Wan said: Can I come to you?

Song Heng paused, and replied: Let Mao Nian send you here.

It took Xin Wan only 15 minutes to arrive at the Japanese grocery store. Zhong Yu was talking to him when he heard a knock on the door, and then the door was pushed open, and a weak voice came out from the crack: "Is brother there?"

"My relative's cousin," Song Heng didn't change his face, "he has something to come to me, if it's inconvenient, I can send him home first."

"Then just come in and have dinner together," Zhong Yu didn't mind, and smiled beautifully, "It's also lively with multiple people."

Xin Wan didn't expect that there were still people in the store. When the door was fully opened, he saw a woman kneeling on a soft cushion, with long soft hair, smiling at him gently, and said, "How are you?"

He subconsciously hid the envelope in his hand behind his back, and replied vaguely.Song Heng didn't seem to be interested in why he came here, but just asked the waiter to arrange a seat for him.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see what Song Heng and Zhong Yu were doing. Xin Wan was so embarrassed that he suspected that he could see the light on the top of his head when he looked up, so he clasped his hands and did not speak.

Is it a girlfriend?

Xin Wan looked at her calmly.His speech and conversation are very cultivated, his smile is very gentle, even when he is eating, he is very elegant, and his voice is very small.They are very similar to Song Heng in this point, Xin Wan thought, they are really a good match.

"You are relatives," Zhong Yu said, "You don't look alike, but you are both handsome."

Xin Wan felt her cheeks getting hotter, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, sister-in-law, you are beautiful too."

As soon as the "sister-in-law" was said, the scene was silent for a moment, Zhong Yu laughed "puchi", glanced lightly at Song Heng, reached out and rubbed Xin Wan's hair, "Thank you, but it depends on you What do you mean brother?"

He was stunned for a moment, and then realized that they had not established a relationship, and his face turned even redder.

so awkward.

What they talked about, Xin Wan didn't pay attention to the dishes several times, and he ate very little. He was immersed in that embarrassment, and he didn't give Song Heng the letter of apology.After dinner, Zhong Yu proposed to invite them to watch the new movie.

"No, I have to send him home first." Song Heng gently grabbed Xin Wan's shoulders, as if he was very intimate, "After all, children are not like us, they have to do summer homework."

Song Heng's embrace was warm and smelled of a very light men's perfume. Xin Wan couldn't breathe well and looked up at him, but she didn't see through his flimsy lies.

Zhong Yu felt a little regretful: "Ah, that's a pity, I already bought the movie tickets."

"Next time," Song Heng refused very bluntly, politely alienated, "Go back and rest early."

Xin Wan thought, he seems to be like this all the time, he doesn't talk much, and his kindness to others is only through the frosted glass, so it's hard to touch his true heart.Just as he was thinking, Zhong Yu's eyes suddenly fell on him, and he smiled: "Little friend, do you have some dust on your hands?"

Xin Wan lowered her head in confusion, a little dust was rubbed on her little finger, which stood out against her fair skin.

"Go to the bathroom and wash up," she was still laughing, "I'll have a few words with your cousin."

Like Song Heng's lie, Zhong Yu's excuse was also very clumsy, Xin Wan did not refuse.The bathroom in the grocery store was very clean, with bright lights and a clear mirror. He put the envelope on the storage table and washed his hands.

Since Zhong Yu wanted to talk to him, it would be better to go later, Xin Wan specially lengthened the washing time, and washed absent-mindedly, probably took four to five minutes.

When wiping the envelope clean, Xin Wan realized that the envelope was crumpled and there were some sweat stains, probably because of the sweat from his palms when he was nervous.

Xin Wan took the envelope and walked out.The store door is made of frosted glass, with blurred figures reflected.Just as Xin Wan was about to open the door, she suddenly heard the sound of a bell.

"You can like it unconditionally, but there must be a reason for not liking it. You can't date me, you have to give a reason anyway?" Zhong Yu said, "I thought you came for the second time because you had a good impression of me."

Holding her hand, Xin Wan subconsciously held her breath.

"I came to have dinner with you to talk about this." Song Heng's voice was very soft, as if he was just talking about innocuous things, he laughed, "If I like girls, you will be a good choice , but sorry."

The heartbeat stopped suddenly, and then beat violently.Xin Wan realized that she was eavesdropping, and broke through a private secret, eavesdropping is wrong, her hands were shaking because of anxiety.He was about to walk away when there was a sound behind him.

"Are you going or not? If you don't go, don't block it."

The two squeezed past him, with a bad tone, opened the frosted glass door and walked out.

Xin Wan had nowhere to hide, and in a panic ran into Song Heng's quietly looking eyes.