Soft as a dream

After an unknown amount of time, Mengsheng opened his eyes in a daze, and there was a figure shaking in front of his eyes, his eyelids were really tight with fatigue, he seemed to have slept for a long time, why was he still so tired?The headache still hasn't subsided.

"Mengsheng, how do you feel? Are you uncomfortable?" Finally, it became clear that it was Zhu Yi.He pressed his forehead to hers and asked with concern.

Meng Sheng shrunk back slightly, then moved away from Zhu Yi's forehead to touch, frowning and said painfully: "Headache." And after she finished speaking, the pain became more and more painful.

"Ah, it hurts!" Mengsheng hugged his head and groaned in pain.

"Zihua, Zihua, it's not dawn yet! I want to wake up!" When it's dawn, there will be no pain.

Zhu Yi hugged her distressedly, restrained her, prevented her from hitting her head with her hand, and coaxed her anxiously and softly: "Meng'er, be good, it will be dawn soon, soon."

Then he made a hint to the servants waiting outside.After a while, the room was full of light, and the sun was shining outside, and shone in arrogantly.

"Meng'er, look, it's dawn." Zhu Yi repeatedly comforted her.In fact, it was already dawn, but when he woke up, he saw that Mengsheng was fast asleep, with faint dark circles around his eyes, and a tired look on his face, presumably because he couldn't sleep well last night .

Seeing Mengsheng like this, he really felt distressed, and he was also in pain when the other party hurt, and his heart ached. Is this what it feels like to be in love?Mengsheng, why don't I stop... He is almost about to compromise.

Mengsheng gradually calmed down in this light, and she suddenly took the initiative to hug Zhu Yi.

"Zihua! I'm afraid!"

"Be good, I'm here, don't be afraid." Zhu Yi felt a little relieved because of her initiative.

Mengsheng paused, and said: "You don't know, I had a strange dream last night. I turned into a man, and another man wanted to take me there... Well, if you want to come It's not very strange, it just hurts me." She didn't dare to say that she was taking her to the brothel, for fear of offending Zhu Yi.

Zhu Yi was silent for a while, and then responded to her sullenly: "Oh? Is that so..."

"Zihua", Mengsheng suddenly pushed him away, looked around the room, and asked again suspiciously: "Huh? Why is there no mirror in this room? Zihua, I want to look in the mirror."

Zhu Yi didn't move, Mengsheng couldn't help feeling anxious: "Zihua!"

"Mengsheng, listen, you don't need to look in the mirror. My Mengsheng can only hear me, and won't doubt herself because of other people. Mengsheng is a beautiful woman, the most beautiful woman in the world."

The sound of "Mengsheng" seemed to be a dangerous signal, reflexively entered the depths of Mengsheng's mind, and she didn't dare to think about anything anymore.

"Don't leave me. Don't leave me." That was all she thought.

The greater the pain, the greater the love.How deep are you buried in his heart?Zhu Yi's previously hesitant heart because of pity became firm: it seems that the medication needs to be increased.

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In the darkness, Mengsheng woke up again without warning. She naturally sat up and picked up the mobile phone placed at the corner of the bed, unlocked it: 03:20.During this process, she didn't feel the slightest surprise.It has been a whole week, and she would wake up in the middle of the night every night. After waking up, she could no longer fall asleep. She felt that she was on the verge of neurasthenia and mental breakdown.

At this time, the eyes are unusually bright, unlike the daytime, with dark circles and tired red bloodshot eyes, and the eyes are dull.Quietly facing the window not far away in a daze, the window is open, occasionally a breeze blows in to send away a trace of summer heat, the green floor-to-ceiling window screen is blown by the wind, and the dim light from the street lamp outside shines in, the bedroom is plunged into In a half-light and half-dark ambiguity.

During the day, I often have a trance about what I have done, what I have gained, and what I have lost. In broad daylight, things are clear, why is the impression so blurred?The night is dark and dark, but clearer and wiser.

Mengsheng involuntarily got up and walked to the window.Leaning half up on the window sill.

The moonlight is cold, just suitable for drinking alone in the shadow.Autumn is coming, and the coolness is getting stronger. Every day, the ginkgo leaves on the road are gradually turning yellow unstoppably, until they are as golden and gorgeous as in previous autumns.

However, when they bloom gorgeously, those that wither are more gorgeous, and the sight is more shocking and tragic, just like the love that was once presumptuous but fleeting.

What are you trying to catch?Mengsheng suddenly felt that life was so hopeless.Thinking about my usual collection of books, running in several unknown alleys, trying to find rare books, I never get tired of it.But in the end?She is just one of the owners whose books have changed hands several times.

Just when she was still sighing and sighing, unable to suppress her sentimentality, she vaguely saw a person smiling and reaching out to her. Mengsheng couldn't see his appearance clearly, but she could feel how gentle he was. At this moment, he was using such a A spring-like voice called her name: Mengsheng... Mengsheng...

For some reason, upon hearing this person's voice, Mengsheng felt inexplicable grief in his heart, and tears rolled down his face involuntarily, as if there were a thousand words to say, and he really wanted to speak, and really wanted to answer that person: I am here.But she was so choked up that she couldn't speak. Gradually, Mengsheng became anxious, but her legs became weak, so she could only walk towards him slowly...

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After reading what I wrote before, I am in a bad mood, and I am currently vomiting blood to revise this article.