Sang Yu Fei Wan

Yu Sang had a dream.

I dreamed that in the early summer when I was six years old, I was farming at home with my mother. The third uncle from the county drove a tractor and came all the way yelling.

An object is loaded in the tractor.Wrapped in white cloth, dyed bright red, exuding a strong smell.

Before opening it, Yu Sang's tears flowed down, although he didn't know what was inside.But it seemed that at that time, there was an instinctive foresight, and I mourned for it.

He fell into the endless long summer in his dream.Heaven, earth and fields revolved and revolved around him.Swirled into a dark green vortex, and he was submerged.

Yu Sang woke up in a pool of sweat.

He was breathing heavily, and the bedding was sticky.Nervously, he peeled himself off the bed and stepped barefoot on the floor.

Then I felt a headache.

I forgot what I said after yesterday's post.Yu Sang never knew that his drinking capacity was so poor, and that he could relax so much in front of almost strangers.

Rubbing his temples, he found that the clothes on his body had been changed.Cozy and soft cotton pajamas that cling to you wet.Turning his head again, he saw that yesterday's clothes were neatly folded on the bedside, clean and tidy.

My heart skipped a beat.

After Yu Sang changed her clothes, she held up her pajamas, feeling a little at a loss.Just then I heard a lazy voice: "Just put it there."

Yu Sang turned his head to see that Zhong Beichen was wearing sportswear, leaning against the door, his sweaty sweatshirt was stuck to his abdomen, his beautiful muscles were half hidden.

"Thanks." Yu Sang said, turning his head away from Zhong Beichen, he simply folded his pajamas and put them on the bedside.

"Have a headache?" Zhong Beichen asked.

"Uh, it's okay." Yu Sang said, a little embarrassed to admit it.

Zhong Beichen smiled: "I didn't expect to get drunk after drinking so much."

Yu Sang was a little embarrassed and didn't answer.

Even if he is a few years older than Zhong Beichen, it seems that the only thing more than Zhong Beichen is the wrinkles at the end of his eyes and the fatigue in his heart.

For the rest, wealth accumulation, conduct in the world, and even life experience, let alone high or low, are difficult to compare.

Even drinking is like a primary school student, with little experience, and pours it down as soon as he drinks it.

After agreeing to the invitation to have breakfast together, Yu Sang said nothing to let Zhong Beichen take him home.

"It's enough to trouble you." Yu Sang insisted.

Zhong Beichen still used the previous rhetoric: "I will make amends to you."

Yu Sang wondered if Zhong Beichen was really a nice person who had never offended anyone.He was lucky to be the only one, so he got comfort far beyond being hurt.

In the end, he sat back in Zhong Beichen's car and changed to another one.

The street scene in the field of vision receded rapidly, it was almost noon, the asphalt road was exposed to steaming fog, and the field of vision was filled with mist.

Yu Sang thought, it would be really difficult to have any contact with each other when they go back this time.It seems that Zhong Beichen personally created an illusory dream that does not belong to him. At this moment, it is like this fleeting street scene, leaving him far away.

Thinking this way, I suddenly heard Zhong Beichen ask: "Is the matter of changing houses settled?"

Yu Sang was startled, and looked at Zhong Beichen as if he had seen a ghost.

Zhong Beichen held the steering wheel with one hand, turned his head to see Yu Sang's frightened expression, and couldn't help but smile.

"Really forgot?"

He also said: "Yesterday I scolded the landlord with snot and tears."

"Uh..." Yu Sang digested the news, and after a while, asked cautiously, "What else did I say?"

"Hmm." Zhong Beichen didn't answer for a while, as if he was really thinking about it seriously, but there was always a teasing smile in his eyes.It seems that rather than thinking about "what did Yu Sang say", it seems more like "which embarrassing thing is more interesting to tell first".

Yu Sang didn't really want to hear Zhong Beichen's answer anymore.

"Well, no matter what I said," Yu Sang resigned, "Forget about it."

Zhong Beichen raised his eyebrows, but he actually listened to Yu Sang's words and didn't speak again.

Yu Sang suddenly had an absurd illusion, as if he and Zhong Beichen were brothers who had played since they were young, and Zhong Beichen's compromise at this time was just to make fun of him at a better time later.

Although they obviously have nothing left to do.

Happy weekend is coming to an end QAQ