I met my ex after being a dream messenger

dream!

Yes, it must not be a dream, it must have just occurred to him while he was half asleep and half awake!

And it must be because he accidentally touched Leng Cheerful's waist yesterday!

Thinking of this, Yu Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, and shook his head vigorously, shaking the cold and cheerful face away from his mind.

In this way, he persevered impatiently until he got off work. Yu Qiao took a shower after eating the takeaway. When he came out, he saw on his phone that it was almost nine o'clock.

Just then, a message popped up on the phone:

I'm downstairs at your house. Are you going to grandma Hou Hui's house now?

The nickname is Boss Leng Cheerful.

Yu Qiao shook his hand, quickly threw the phone away and went to change clothes in front of the mirror. After confirming that it was correct, he picked up the phone and replied a few words:

Well, go downstairs now.

Cold and cheerful back to him: No hurry, I'll wait for you.

After going downstairs, Yu Qiao immediately saw Leng Liangliang. Today, he was wearing a dark blue knitted hat, a blue sweater of the same color, a white down jacket, light blue jeans and a pair of desert boots. The whole person seemed to have a little boyish air.

Yu Qiao felt guilty and asked for something to talk to: "Good evening, boss."

She returned to him with a cold and cheerful smile: "good evening."

"Why aren't you wearing your glasses that emit cold light?" Yu Qiao was at a loss for words, pretending not to see the glasses in his hand.

Leng Cheer stretched out his hand: "Hold it in your hand."

"Oh."

"I think your outfit looks good with my glasses today, and it just so happens that my outfit also matches your glasses. How about we wear them differently today?"

"……you sure?"

"Try?"

Yu Qiao looked at the noble glasses in Leng Cheerang's hands, and a line from a certain TV suddenly sounded in his mind:

This sword is the most precious thing in my life. How about I exchange it with yours today as a token of love?

Yu Qiao cursed inwardly, trying to compete with himself, raised his hand to take off his down-to-earth pair of Dream Envoy glasses, and handed them over: "Here, mine."

He took it with a cold and cheerful smile, and put it on his tall nose: "Why don't you wear it, do you dislike me?"

At the end of the day, Yu Qiao started to retreat, and lied: "I don't know how to wear them. Your glasses are too complicated, and you still have a chain."

"I'll do it." Leng Kailang took it from his hand, raised his hand to put the chain off Yu Qiao's head, and then gently put the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Yu Qiao stayed there for a few seconds, forgetting to breathe.After he reacted, he quickly said: "Let's quickly open a ghost door and go to Grandma Hou Hui's house."

Leng Kailiang nodded, and began to explain why he came here first, which means going with the bridge: "Maybe my body hasn't recovered yet, and I spent a lot of time in the dream space last night, and I was a little dizzy when I came together this morning, so I thought about it." Come to your ghost door, and save some time to use it in the dream space."

Yu Qiao had already decided on the location of the end point, and with a point of his index finger in the void, the gate of ghosts appeared in front of him.After hearing what Leng Kailang said just now, he suggested: "Then how about I go alone tonight?"

Leng Kailang looked at his legs that had already stepped into the ghost gate: "So, I have no chance to find out the truth?"

"No, I didn't mean that," Yu Qiao hurriedly retracted what he had just said, "Let's go."

The two soon arrived in front of Grandma Hou Hui's yard. At this time, Jiang Hai was already waiting at the gate of the yard. Seeing the two of them approaching, he said, "I thought about it for a long time, and I remembered that I used to have...a cheating partner, she was pregnant Child, it was also knocked out..."

Yu Qiao said in embarrassment: "Boss Jiang, are you... are you sure Grandma Hou Hui never had a child? I mean, the child's father may not be your kind..."

Jiang Hai got stuck for a moment, and said affirmatively, "No. She only loves my friend, and my friend died two years before we got married."

"Hmm..." Yu Qiao stopped asking after hearing this sentence.

Leng Kailang felt a little strange: "Since Senior Hou Hui didn't have such an experience, why was he so frightened in his dream? And that fear seemed very real."

Jiang Hai asked: "Can you talk about the details?"

Yu Qiao: "In a room, very luxurious, but also very empty, pitch black, with no lights on."

Jiang Hai frowned, but said nothing.

Leng Kailang saw that he had already guessed something, and asked, "Did Boss Jiang hear anything?"

"Oh, no, no." A mechanical smile appeared on Jiang Hai's face, "Go to the dream space, my wife has been asleep for half an hour."

Seeing that he was unwilling to speak, Leng Kailang stopped asking.

Still the same as last night, Yu Qiao entered the dream space holding a cold and cheerful hand, and the scene at the beginning of the space was exactly the same: the young Jiang Hai was still wearing a vest and repairing the pumpkin vine frame, and the young Hou Hui was still picking eggplants and chilli.

The two walked to the window of the room with ease, preparing to enter another dream space.

When Yu Qiao's hand touched the wall, the wall fluctuated like a water surface, as if a water ghost was stirring under the water. Gradually, the water calmed down again, and then there was a "click", like thin ice breaking. A space appeared before their eyes:

Blue sky, grass, daisies, butterflies, breeze, spring day.

Everything was exactly the same as what I saw last night, even the wedding dress Hou Hui was wearing remained unchanged.

"No way, are you going to see Boss Jiang's comrade-in-arms as soon as you come here?" Yu Qiao was a little surprised, "It seems that Senior Hou Hui really loves this man, and has dreamed of marrying him for two days in a row."

Leng Cheer looked sideways at him, a little helpless.

"What's wrong?" Yu Qiao touched his face, "Is there something on my face?"

Leng Kailang shook his head and explained: "It's a little different."

"Which point?"

"This time, the groom next to Hou Hui is not Boss Jiang's comrade in arms."

Yu Qiao's eyes widened: "Is there? Aren't they all in light blue suits, black leather shoes and... flat-headed? How can you tell that it's not his comrade-in-arms? If not his comrade-in-arms, who is it? It can't be Boss Jiang himself, right?"

"Well, you guessed it right."

"Guess right? What guessed right?"

"Standing beside Hou Hui today is indeed Boss Jiang himself."

"..." Yu Qiao widened his eyes and looked hard, but he still hadn't figured out who that face was.

Leng Kailang briefly pointed out: "Look at this one, isn't he taller than yesterday's one?"

"It seems... a bit. But how are you sure that this man is Boss Jiang himself?"

Leng Kailang didn't answer directly, but sighed slightly, and asked, "If I stood in a crowd, would you not be able to recognize me?"

Yu Qiao blinked, and replied without thinking, "No, you are so handsome, I can recognize you in the crowd at a glance."

"Really?" The expression on the cold and cheerful face suddenly became lively, "Did you just...did you praise me for my good looks? Thank you."

"……You're welcome."

I didn't expect this cold handsome guy to be quite narcissistic.

As soon as the words fell, the people at the wedding suddenly changed drastically.The groom that Hou Hui had been holding on to suddenly lost his facial features, like a plane cut by a knife, and then floating on the plane were eyes, nose, and mouth drawn with inferior colored pencils. The proportions were not ergonomic at all, and the mouth was extremely large. Very red.

And then, blood flowed out of that mouth unexpectedly.

"Blood again?" Yu Qiao was a little nervous when he thought of the flood of blood in the dream space yesterday.

Leng Kailang touched his hand: "Don't worry, I'll run with you later."

But this time the blood flowed calmly and slowly, and the guests below were not surprised. The wedding was still going on, and the master of ceremonies was going through the process calmly as usual.

Yu Qiao heard the master of ceremonies hold the microphone and say: "Please kiss the bride and groom!"

The next second, Hou Hui, who was wearing a bridal gown, turned to face the groom, stretched out his arms to wrap around Jiang Hai's neck without hesitation, and kissed the bloody, flat false mouth with his eyes open.

"Tsk!" Yu Qiao covered his eyes with his hand.

19. Nightmares

The emotion between men and women is indeed the most complicated thing in the world.

The bloody kiss between Hou Hui and Boss Jiang really stunned Yu Qiao, and he couldn't help sighing: "Who can tell me what's going on?"

Of course, only Leng Kailang can hear his words, but Leng Kailang can't understand: "I don't understand either."

"Normal people can't understand it."

"Well, but at present, it seems that the good times with Boss Jiang may not exist in the memory fragments of Senior Hou Hui."

"Impossible task, can you report the rejection list?"

"it should be OK."

"That's good." Yu Qiao let out a sigh of relief, "I can finally be free."

Leng and cheerful: "However, we still have to wait for Senior Hou Hui's dream space to collapse before we can go out."

"Okay, then we will work hard until the last moment." Yu Qiao pretended to be self-conscious about beating workers.

After the beater finished speaking, the bloody kiss between Hou Hui and Jiang Hai finally came to an end.However, it is not equal to the bridge, they are panting

Tone, the next moment, a more bloody scene happened——

The guests who were booing and applauding a second ago all changed their faces, their heads turned into blood balls, their white teeth bared out, and they yelled at the groom, Boss Jiang.

Boss Jiang, who was wearing a groom's suit, had an extra knife in his hand at some point, and was pushed off the stage by Hou Hui. Then he raised the knife and stabbed the bloody heads of all the guests under the stage one by one.

Hou Hui, the bride, was suddenly caught in the upper body of a ghost, struggling desperately, but couldn't take a step, and couldn't cry out, so he could only whimper and cry.

Yu Qiao was dumbfounded: "What kind of state of mind does this dream represent?"

Leng Kailang shook his head: "It's a bit difficult, it's beyond my comprehension."

The two were discussing the plot in the dream space in a flat manner.