Don't panic, it's science!

Grandpa turned around and looked fixedly into Zheng Daoxing's eyes.Zheng Daoxing felt that his own soul had been seen through by his grandfather.

"Grandpa, you can see it."

Grandpa suddenly smiled, "Of course, you are the child I grew up with, and I can tell what you think at a glance."

Grandpa didn't make any comments, which made Zheng Daoxing feel very open.He couldn't help laughing too.

"You have been very cautious since you were a child. No matter what you look at, your eyes are always very serious. But when you looked at that child today... hey!" Grandpa sighed deliberately, and then waved his hands pretendingly, " Grandpa, I won't talk about it."

Zheng Daoxing was a little embarrassed, and smiled with his head down.

Grandpa looked at his eldest grandson lovingly for a long time, and there was a bit of distress in his eyes.

"Are you serious about what you just said?"

Zheng Daoxing also slowly put away the smile on his face, and looked up at his grandfather. His eyes returned to the prudent and serious eyes of the past, but they were full of firmness.

"I'm serious. Grandpa, do you have a solution? This is the scourge left by my great-grandfather. I want to save Xiaoyan. This is what our family owes him. Although Xiaoyan's great-grandfather did something wrong, he is innocent. .If it wasn't for this incident, he would be much happier than he is now."

"But in that case, you won't meet again."

These words made Zheng Daoxing very sad.They met because of a mistake, a mistake made by their predecessors.But Grandpa was right.If a mistake can bring about their destined meeting, then Zheng Daoxing would like to thank this mistake.

"So Grandpa, let me replace Xiaoyan."

"Even if it costs my own life?"

"Even if it costs my own life."

Zheng Daoxing turned and walked into the house, and walked slowly to his room on the third floor.Walk towards the person he has never forgotten since he was a child, who he has always wanted to find, and who he finally has today.

From the moment he saw him, he knew the pulling force in the dark, and it turned out that it had been guiding him to him.He didn't want to find out where the traction came from, he only knew that he had come before him and was willing to do everything for him.Even if he knows in his heart that his current decision may be manipulated and the thoughts in his mind are all bewitched, he still has to go his own way.

The boy who appeared in his childhood dream, held his hand and said, "When we grow up, we can still be friends" is now waiting for him to come to his side.

In the room, Qian Sunli was sleeping soundly in the golden charm.Xuanzhenyuan cultivates himself by absorbing Qiansunli's energy, so Qiansunli has an extraordinary demand for food, and after Xuanzhenyuan erupts, he needs to double the food and sleep to supplement it.Although for Xuan Zhenyuan, these energies enter continuously, but for an ordinary person, it is an unimaginable long-term consumption.

Zheng Daoxing took off the clothes that were in the way, climbed onto the bed, and hugged Qian Sunli from behind.Qian Sunli moved slightly, and said with a moan, "You've been away for a long time."

"Hmm. Miss me?"

"Think about it." Qian Sunli turned around and hugged Zheng Daoxing's neck face to face, with his long hair entangled between the two of them.

"Xiaoyan."

"Ok?"

When Qian Sunli was in a daze, he didn't have the cunning and eloquence he usually had when he was sober, and he even looked a little silly.

Zheng Daoxing whispered in his ear, "Do you always dream about a little boy?"

"Yes. How do you know?" Qian Sunli may not have understood what Zheng Daoxing was saying, but he tried his best to answer, but he couldn't resist the sleepiness, so he just hugged Zheng Daoxing a little tighter, ready to continue go to sleep.

Zheng Daoxing stroked Qian Sunli's back distressedly, "Because, the boy you dreamed about may be me."

"Hmm..." Then, he remembered Qian Sunli's deep breathing.

But just when Zheng Daoxing thought he had fallen asleep, Qian Sunli suddenly shivered and opened his eyes.

"What did you say?" The voice was still sticky, but Qian Sunli was trying to wake himself up.

Zheng Daoxing smiled and pushed his head down, "Don't be so excited. Close your eyes and lie down, just pretend that I am telling you a story."

Qian Sunli's drowsiness was slowly receding, "Tell me clearly, what's going on? Did you peek at my dream again while I was asleep?"

"No. I wouldn't do anything like that."

Indeed, Lao Zheng is not that kind of person, if he wants to see his dream, he will tell him, especially after they fell in love.

Zheng Daoxing stroked Qian Sun Li Roushun's long hair, knowing that he was still sleepy, so he coaxed him softly, "I also gradually remembered it recently. Those dreams should have been dreamed when I was a child."

Qian Sunli couldn't turn his head, but he listened to Zheng Daoxing's words, and he had already laid down on the pillow obediently again, hugging Zheng Daoxing together.

"What do you mean? Didn't you say that I dreamed of you?"

"I'm also a little confused."

"Don't make up stories to trick me."

"Just listen to it as a story."

Zheng Daoxing hasn't had a dream for a long time.Slowly, he became more and more unfamiliar with the dream and the feeling of dreaming.Until he met Qian Sunli, he always recalled some very short episodes deep in his mind.Those fragments are too far away, like my previous life, without any sense of reality at all.

Later, Zheng Daoxing realized that it was right not to have real feelings, because those memories were not his personal experiences, but illusory dreams buried in the corner of memory.

The boy who played with him in the dream pulled him to introduce his father to him.The boy also said that although this was his father, he knew that his father was dead, and he could only see his father in his dream. He was a little scared, but he was also very happy.

"No." Qian Sunli retorted suddenly, "When I dreamed about my dad, I didn't even know I was dreaming, nor did I think that my dad was dead."

"Because the two of us had two dreams. In my dream, you said so."

"Okay. And then?"

The first time, it was the boy's father who brought him, hoping they would become your friends, because the boy's father is no longer in this world, so he can only accompany him in his dreams.

Then there were only two boys playing and frolicking together in the dream.They roll and run in the garden, eat a table of delicacies that they don't know where they come from, and build a tall sandcastle by the sea together.They guess punches, bigger than the palm of your hand.In short, in the dream, the sun is always shining, and you can always see each other's eyes clearly.

Then, the little boy's father appeared again.He made the two boys hold hands.

"Xiaoyan, when you grow up, you will still be friends. Okay."

"it is good."

Xiaoyan took Zheng Daoxing's little hand softly, "When we grow up, we can still be friends."

Zheng Daoxing was very happy, shook hands with him vigorously, and agreed loudly, "Okay!"

Xiaoyan's father squatted beside the two of them, he stroked Xiaoyan's head, "Remember, he is your 'hit man', you must find him."

"You lied to me!" Qian Sunli punched Zheng Daoxing on the shoulder, "You said you never heard of 'hitting people'!"

Zheng Daoxing was punched but it didn't hurt at all. He held Qian Sunli's fist, and then asked him to open his palm and clasp his fingers.

"I didn't think of it before, I just remembered it recently."

Qian Sunli looked at him suspiciously.

"Don't you believe it? Don't believe the dream I said, or don't believe that I am your 'hit man'."

Qian Sunli didn't answer, he stared closely at the moonlight reflected from Zheng Daoxing's eyes.It's been so long that Zheng Daoxing almost thought he had fallen asleep with his eyes open.

He suddenly said, "Old Zheng, tell me the truth, am I doomed?"

These words made Zheng Daoxing's heart tighten, and then he felt a dull pain.He held his hand even harder, and Qian Sunli's fingers were slightly bent backwards.

"Xiaoyan..." Zheng Daoxing couldn't give an answer.The time they met was only so brief.He regrets so much why he fell in love with him so late and not in the first second they met.If he is a person born with rich emotions, he will probably wake up earlier.

"Xiaoyan, we will do everything we can. Grandpa, my dad, second uncle, junior brother, and me. We will definitely find a way to defeat the ghost king. I will never let him hurt you."

"What about you?" Qian Sunli's voice was very low, and his tone was very flat, completely different from his usual timid and fearful appearance. "Will you be safe? If you are put in danger, even life-threatening, because of me, it would be better for me to die. Wouldn't it be great if I died, and there would be one less liar in the world? If anyone of you dies Yes, but there is a big fairy missing." He laughed at himself twice.

"Xiaoyan!"

Zheng Daoxing pulled him up, and the two sat facing each other.

"Don't say such things. I have never given up fighting against the ghost king, you can't give up on yourself! You are plucking out my heart when you say such words, you know?!"

He shook Qian Sunli's shoulder vigorously, trying to cheer him up.

The two looked at each other quietly in the dark, and suddenly Qian Sunli burst into tears, threw himself into Zheng Daoxing's arms, and burst into tears.

"Old Zheng. I don't want to die, and I don't want to be separated from you! I want to live and stop being a liar and pretending to be a ghost. I want to go to school, do what I like, live an ordinary life, and be with you forever. Together!"

Zheng Daoxing held him tightly in his arms, their chests were pressed tightly together, and their hearts were beating together.Zheng Daoxing knew that Qian Sunli was greedy for life and afraid of death, and it took a lot of effort for him to hold back and cry until now.He endured like this, just because of himself, he wanted to be strong in front of the one he loved.Zheng Daoxing bit his lip, he couldn't break down with Qian Sunli.

"Xiaoyan, don't worry, you have the opportunity to do whatever you want to do. You trust me."

Qian Sunli's shoulders trembled messily, and he couldn't answer a single sound.Zheng Daoxing hugged him, stroked his back, and looked out the window at the rolling clouds under the moon.

Finally, Qian Sunli slowly raised his head from his embrace. His long hair was glued to his face because of tears, making him ugly.Zheng Daoxing helped him straighten his hair a little bit.Seeing Qian Sunli struggling to force a smile.

"Old Zheng. I believe in you. Even if you don't tell me your dream, I know that my 'hit man' is you."