I'm going crazy and I'm green

It is not uncommon to have sexual dreams at night.

When I met Shen Miaochu in this life, although I said "keep away from him" and "don't disturb his normal life" during the day to alert myself, but at night, my spiritual consciousness was out of control and I was farting. Biandi ran to Wushan to play in the rain.

But... But even if I was killed, I would not have expected that Liu Chao would become the protagonist of this dream one day.

I don't know how long I lay in bed in a daze, anyway, when I came back to my senses, I had finished washing and sat in the study.

I shook my legs irritably, feeling that I had to find something to do.In case my mind is free, all my thoughts will go back to the big dream of last night, and I have to drag me to chew and condemn repeatedly until I die.

There is a stack of books neatly placed on the table. I was absent-mindedly flipping through the books in the study yesterday, and when I heard the news, I threw away the pen and paper and ran out.This desk should be tidied up by servants, so without knowing what happened, I put the books I put on the bottom of the desk on the top.

That book... belonged to Liu Chao and me.

He didn't know where he found out that I like to go to the bookstore to look for scripts, thinking that I like to read, so I sent someone to find some weird books and send them over.

I picked a few of the most interesting ones, put them in different cases, and pretended to be tired after reading the sages' words carefully, so I pulled them out to relax.

I have done this many times under the eyes of my son-in-law, but I was never found out, and I even showed it off to Liu Chao.

After hearing this, Liu Chao politely praised, and then said disdainfully: "I am different from you, I have never been guarded by the old man to study."

At that time, I always felt that there was a hint of disappointment in his words, so I quickly changed the subject and talked about other things.

I stared at the cover of the book that had been stolen for a while, then pushed it back to the bottom layer, pulled out a book that I usually find boring, and forced myself to read it.

However, God also can't understand me, a shy turtle who pretends to be deaf and slips away when things happen, and doesn't intend to make me feel better.

Half an hour later, I opened the third page of the book and quickly closed it.

Because there are two big characters written on it - "Miao Chao".

No... no? Is that okay?

My heart tightened, and I almost tore the corner of the book.After I roughly flattened the corners of the book, I opened it again and took a closer look, and it was clear that the writing on the book was "...to show affection and respect. Although the court rules..."

There is a ghostly "Miao Chao"!!!

Two hours later, there was a knock on the door of the study.

I'm pressing the book back to the bottom: "Come in."

Wan Yue gently closed the door, and then said: "Master, this is a post from Young Master Liu this morning."

I trembled reflexively when I heard the word "willow", and my conscience, which had been mourned for two hours in the sage book, was pulled out again and severely whipped the corpse.

I waved my hand to make Wanyue retreat, and after a moment of hesitation, I started to read the post that Liu Chao had handed me - saying that he invited me to go boating on Dihu Lake tomorrow.

In such a cold weather, it is naturally impossible for the two of them to drink the cold wind on a dilapidated bamboo raft, but to sit in a warm boat, listen to Qu'er chatting, and eat fashionable snacks.

It's just... It's just that Liu Chao has never moved in such a posture before. In the past, he either called Yuan Bao to notify me in advance, or came by himself in a carriage, and urged me to move too slowly.

This serious and decent invitation post urged me to re-examine my relationship with Liu Chao.

I thought about it, and I decided that I couldn't act like that shrinking turtle anymore.The last time I faced Liu Chao, I was more guilty, and the guilt was getting higher and higher, but it covered up my true emotions.I also want to know what kind of person I think of Liu Chao after going through this period of time.

In fact, the moment I saw that post, I started to retreat in my heart. What happened one after another and the shameful dream yesterday made me not only afraid of seeing Shen Miao, but even more afraid of facing Liu Chao.

But in the end, I still stomped on the broken drum in my heart.

Because before I fell asleep yesterday, I was thinking about Shen Miaoyu's expression on the car, I ran away with my tail clamped, and I didn't know how he felt.

Thinking about it, I remembered myself, and ran home excitedly to find Shen Miao, only to hear God announce an unexpected farewell.

Whether it's Shen Miao or Liu Chao, I don't want them to taste the feeling of having a fire in their hearts, but being washed away to ashes by the flood.

After another half an hour, Wan Yue came in again.

She smiled and said: "Today is really a good day, Mr. Shen also handed over the post, the master will not have to stay in the study all day these few days."

I thought in my heart that it wouldn't be possible... So I tremblingly opened what Shen Miao had written, and as expected, he also invited me to meet tomorrow.

Looking at the figure of Wanyue closing the door and leaving the study, I shed tears of incomprehensible pain.

The two of them! Why did the two of them bump into each other in the dream, and they still collided with each other when they came out of the dream? My life turned like a canopy, swaying eastward and westward with the wind (1).

After lunch (during the meal, the son-in-law father was still sighing, "Why didn't you see that Zilan come to the house recently?"), and after the evening when the sky turned from groggy to dark, I still couldn't figure out why.

The post sent by Shen Miao and Liu Chao is only two sheets of paper thick and thin, but it pulls me left and right like two wild horses that have gone mad, wishing to tear me apart.

It can't be said that the weather is cold today, why don't the three of us sit together and eat hot pot.

They are always willing to come, but I... I dare not go.

Just when I figured it would be better to split myself in half with a knife, the servant beside Shen Miao suddenly came and said with a bitter face that his lord had something urgent tomorrow and he really couldn't bear it.

"Between my elder brother and I, why bother to say 'take care'?" I breathed a sigh of relief, but felt slightly uncomfortable.

I am really cheap and stinky, one moment I was so distressed that I wanted to cut myself off, but the next moment I couldn't help but feel sour, thinking about what urgent matter Shen Miao will have tomorrow? Who is this urgent matter related to?

At midnight on the moon, Huanxing blew out the lights in the room, and I curled up in the bed with Mrs. Tang in my arms.

At least you don't have to worry about tomorrow's affairs... As for Shen Miao... Maybe the emperor is looking for Shen Miao in a hurry...

I laughed at myself: Even if the old emperor sees me again in this life, I can't rush into the palace to tell him to shut up quickly and return Shen Shilang to me.

The top priority is to get a solid sleep, relax my heartstrings that have been tensed all day, and...

And, don't have those broken dreams that make you feel exhausted and condemn your conscience by the way.