Soft as a dream

Follow the old man back to their house, a big house.From the gate, many people came to greet them, they were as excited as the old man, both happy and sad, wiping away tears, Mengsheng knew that they took her for another person: Miss Meng'er from Zhou Mansion.

But she no longer has the mind to feel their sorrows and joys, or to explain that she is not her, because her whole body is cold, her head is dizzy, and she just wants to put aside all the tiredness and troubles, and lie on the bed and can't sleep.

Even though the mansion had already prepared hot water and made ginger soup, Mengsheng unavoidably developed a high fever that night.Now I really can't sleep.She lay for a long time.

During the period, I woke up and fell asleep in a daze, fell asleep and woke up again, with a terrible headache, and there was a woman crying beside me all the time. I didn't open my eyes and heard her crying. When I opened my eyes, she rushed over and cried even harder.It feels like a lot of people are in this room, coming and going.Feeling that someone forcibly poured the potion on her, she vomited it out, it was so painful.

Why, I didn't feel the movement of my roommate getting up early, and I didn't hear the annoying "Little Bird said, early, go to school with my schoolbag" on my mobile phone.

What an annoyance.Really annoying.Why do you open your eyes, but what you see is this ancient boudoir, and what you hear is always this woman's cry, and you will always have a headache.As the number of waking ups increased and the length of time increased, Mengsheng became more and more flustered and his heart sank.

She always thought that she was about to "wake up".

In the next moment, or in the next moment, as usual, when you open your eyes, you will see the little stars on the white roof of the dormitory, and you can see Luffy's hanging paintings when you turn lazily to the left. It was a birthday present given to her by her roommates, who knew she liked One Piece and specially designed a custom-made silk painting.

After procrastinating for a long time to get out of bed, on the desk are the beloved books that Mengsheng personally searched for everywhere.Everything is so familiar.Went to the window and opened the curtains abruptly, waking up several people. On the computer desktop next to the window was Jay Chou, the roommate’s favorite. This person forgot to turn off the computer again!

But the next moment seemed never-ending, and her sobriety never came.But these familiar school daily life really became her dream.

Every time I fall asleep, I dream.In the dream, it was a few people who skipped class together and went to a newly opened hot pot restaurant to eat extravagantly; or it was a cold joke told by an old man who taught ancient Chinese; or it was an impromptu hug before the final exam; Talk until 3 o'clock in the morning.

However, there was another warm and clear voice coming from far and near, clearly, this voice sometimes called passionately and loudly, sometimes called him joyously with a smile, and sometimes called him in a low voice over and over again: Mengsheng.Mengsheng.

There was darkness in the picture, voices gradually increased, and Mengsheng still couldn't see that person.Struggling and struggling, there was finally a light and shadow in front of my eyes, and then gradually a greenery.In front of her was a boy, wearing a white linen gown regulated by the school, with his back to her, the only unique color in this greenery.

He walked happily in front, and said as he walked: "It's all right now, let's secretly take the household utensils into the bamboo house, and that will be our new paradise from now on." Mengsheng just stood there blankly, she Can't move, can't speak.

The young man stopped in his tracks, hesitated for a while, and muttered softly: "But I dare not take my father's Donghai Panlong jade candlestick..."

He suddenly thought of something, and praised enthusiastically: "Yes! Mengsheng, you go and get your candlestick, and I will secretly exchange it with my father's. How about that?"

The old man would never have thought of this kind of stealing, I'm so smart!Mengsheng, isn't it?The boy is still chattering: Mengsheng, isn't it?Yes or no?But he has been unwilling to wait for her, and he has not looked back.

Wow!What a big grasshopper!The young man called out in surprise, and ran out of the open area.

I can't go, can you wait for me?Wait for me, don't leave me, don't...

No, I won't abandon you, Meng'er.I only have eyes for you, Meng'er.Another voice also sounded.The voice said firmly: I only have eyes for you.You can only have me in your eyes.Meng'er, we have been together for so long, and we will always be together.If the God of Dreams would bless two people who love each other to be together forever.

No.I don't want to go to Ruomeng.Nothing to see there.and cold...

The chaotic dreams make people very tired.The reality after waking up every time is still the endless crying, the boudoir, and the well-crafted embroidered peonies beside the bed curtain.It's ironic that her dream has become reality, and reality has become a dream. Is Zhuang Zhou a butterfly, or is the butterfly Zhuang Zhou?

Mengsheng realized that the phone's alarm would never ring again.This is not a dream.She began to cooperate with the doctor to recuperate and take medicine, but she seldom spoke.After cooperation, she recovered quickly.

Compared with the ancient people here, she has received various standardized and systematic vaccinations, her physical fitness is very good, and her resistance and recovery ability are much stronger.Fever is not really a serious illness.A few days later, she was completely cured.