dream has everything

Fang Ze half-lyed on the sofa, watching "Crime and Punishment" borrowed from Qin Yuna.

He lives carefree and ungrounded.The most down-to-earth thing is that there is a buddy——Xu Qing.

Xu Qing has been Fang Ze's friend for more than ten years, but he always feels that there is something wrong with the relevant memory, because he can't remember when he met Xu Qing.

However, his impression told him that he knew Xu Qing 12 years ago, but he didn't have a clear memory.

He clearly remembered Qin Yun who he knew earlier than Xu Qing.

Fang Ze read the book in a daze, and gradually fell asleep.

He is dreaming.

When he saw his surroundings, he knew it was a dream.

This small yard was originally his home, and he sold it for 1000 million yuan.

Every plant and tree inside was planted by my father and grandfather.

He even clearly remembered that when the door of the yard was opened, the rhubarb at home would rush out. Although it was a local dog, the rhubarb was full of vigor, muscular and healthy, and its khaki skin had a healthy luster. Its favorite thing, It is to put his front legs on his father's shoulders, and then keep licking his father's or grandpa's cheeks. When he rushes towards him, he can easily throw him to the ground.

He and Rhubarb walked through every piece of land in the garden in the courtyard.

Later, grandpa and father had accidents one after another, and never came back, even the dead bodies were never seen.When my father was alive, I didn’t get along well with my relatives. After my father died, everyone struggled like grasshoppers in a frying pan and finally got together. Although Fang Ze was young at that time, he also understood Quite a few, these people are here for money.

Fang Tian has a personal lawyer named Hong Xun.His father knew the temperament of his family, so he made a will early on, entrusting the property to Hong Xun for safekeeping, and handing it over to him after the child grew up.

But although Hong Xun is better than his relatives, he is not a good person.After he came forward to drive away the swarm of relatives, he gained the trust and gratitude of little Fang Ze, but not long after, this uncle disappeared.

Fang Ze didn't know what happened to the company under his father's name. The only thing he had left was the real estate certificates of several villas.

Fang Ze looked at the self 13 years ago indifferently, watched him staring at those relatives viciously, watched him crying alone in the cabinet, watched Hong Xun coaxing him face to face, and wiped his face in disgust when he left the room. Shedding those snot and tears, watching him trust Hong Xun day after day, watching Hong Xun sell his father's company when he was playing with Rhubarb, watching Hong Xun desperately trying to find the real estate certificate, but in vain return.

At that time, he was still asleep in bed, dreaming sweet dreams.

When Hong Xun was about to leave, he went out to get some things and came back. As usual, he stroked Rhubarb's head and fed Rhubarb his favorite bone rice.

Seeing that the rhubarb was eaten, Hong Xun left the yard with brisk steps. As usual, the rhubarb wagged his tail cheerfully and sent Hong Xun to the gate of the yard. He watched Hong Xun leave until his figure disappeared.

Only then did Rhubarb walk back with vigorous steps, but after a few steps, Rhubarb's footsteps gradually hesitated, its steps were no longer steady, and its legs trembled a little, but it still walked, wanting to walk to the front of the house If Rhubarb had thought, he would definitely think why the road today is so long, but it didn’t, it still dragged its heavy and weak steps, walking step by step, until it couldn’t stand anymore and fell at the door of the house, Its eyes were looking at the gate, foam was spitting out of its mouth, and its eyes gradually became cloudy. I don't know what kind of things appeared in his eyes, which were sticky. There were whimpers coming from his mouth intermittently, but no one listened. It turned out that there was no one else in the yard except the little master, and the little master was still sleeping soundly and did not wake up.

Fang Ze didn't know why when he was dreaming, he would see a side that he hadn't seen at the time. Even in sleep, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes and wet the pillow.

Fang Ze knew what he would see next.

That year, Fang Ze was ten years old. After waking up, he happily went to call Uncle Hong. Uncle Hong was not there, and Fang Ze didn’t think there was anything wrong. He happily went to find Da Huang. When he opened the door, Da Huang lay motionless on the ground The fur on his body seemed to lose its warm luster overnight, and the ground was covered with a mixture of rhubarb saliva and white foam, but the direction it was looking at was still the gate, as if it had to guard and watch even at the last moment. This last little master.

Little Fang Ze hugged the rhubarb and cried until he fainted.

When they woke up, there were still only the two of them, and Uncle Hong hadn't come back.Ten-year-old Fang Ze wanted to pick up Rhubarb and bury it, but Rhubarb was so huge that Fang Ze couldn't carry it, so he had to drag Rhubarb outside. Rhubarb's fur gradually frayed, leaving a long bloodstain on the ground. Fang Ze knew where the graves of his father and grandfather were, but this was a villa area with no cars and few people. Fang Ze ignored it and dragged Rhubarb along.Gradually, grandparents with morning exercises appeared, but no one came forward to help him. Everyone looked at him and talked about him, but no one stepped forward.

Ten-year-old Fang Ze was very tired, his legs were sore, and his hands were gradually unable to grasp Rhubarb's claws, but he still did not give up.He dragged Rhubarb, and kept telling himself in his heart that as long as he left the villa area, he could call a car and take Rhubarb to find his father.

At this moment, a hand stretched out. Fang Ze raised his head and saw his nice short hair. He didn't know how old this person was. He was wearing a white T-shirt and a sky blue windbreaker, and he held him Holding Rhubarb's hand firmly, while comforting him, Fang Ze couldn't hear what he said, he could only smell his body, he couldn't tell what it was, he just felt that this smell was very warm and safe.

The man gently opened his fingers holding Rhubarb one by one, took out a handkerchief from the pocket of the windbreaker, wiped his hands carefully, then took off the windbreaker and put it on him .The windbreaker felt just right on the man, but it was like a cloak on the ten-year-old Fang Ze. The man looked at him and rubbed his head, seeing that the little boy gradually stopped crying.

Then he asked, "Little friend, what's wrong with you?"

"Rhubarb is dead." Little Fang Ze choked up, "I'm going to send it to be buried."

"Don't cry," the man patted his head again, "Where are you going to send it, brother will help you." He said and picked up the bloody and dirty rhubarb.

Ten-year-old Fang Ze looked at this warm man, raised his windbreaker sleeve and rubbed his eyes, "Jinshan Cemetery, my father and grandpa are there."

Fang Zemeng started laughing when he got here, and there is no need to read the following plots, because this scene has been repeated countless times in his mind.He can even clearly remember the clothes, pants and shoes that the little brother wore, as well as the handkerchief he used.

Later, the people in the cemetery were unwilling to bury the dog. Seeing that little Fang Ze started to cry again, the man put the rhubarb on the ground, and went in and said something to the manager.

In the end, although Rhubarb didn't have a stele, he was buried next to Fang Tian, ​​guarding his beloved master all his life.

Fang Ze looked at himself in the dream with tears and snot all over his face, pointed to the monument of his grandfather and father, and said, "Brother, my father and grandfather live here."

Seeing the man holding his hand and walking out of the cemetery all the way, as if it was the last reliance of each other, the sun shone on Fang Ze's face and also shone into his heart.

Later, the man sent him back to the villa area. Instead of going in at the door, he lowered his body, stroked his head, and told him, "From now on, you will be a little man. Don't cry anymore." After finishing, he got up and prepared to leave, but Xiao Fangze grabbed his hand and refused to let go.

"Brother can't be with you all the time, you have to remember that no one will stay by your side forever, you have to learn to protect yourself."

The man was facing the light, Fang Ze couldn't see his face clearly, but felt that the man seemed to be integrated with the light, so warm and dazzling.

I only heard little Fang Ze sobbing, but he didn't cry in the end, "Thank you, thank you brother." Then he let go of his hand slowly, and when he was about to let go, he held it tightly again, looking up at him , asked: "Brother, what's your name?"

The man rubbed his hair and lowered his body halfway. Only then did Fang Ze see that the man's white shirt was already stained with rhubarb blood and mud. The man didn't care, and smiled, "Qin Yun."

Little Fang Ze had no reason to keep him, so he could only let go unwillingly.

Little Fang Ze and Fang Ze stood in place, watching Qin Yun's figure gradually disappear.

Fang Ze didn't know why Qin Yun helped him back then, but the light he brought illuminated Fang Ze and dispelled the haze in his heart.

Later, little Fangze lived alone in the big yard, went to school alone, and sometimes wandered around the entire villa area, wanting to meet Qin Yun again, but no, not once.

That light blue trench coat stayed and was cherished by Fang Ze, and the combination of white T and blue trench coat became Fang Ze's favorite.

The story is not over yet, but Fang Ze woke up.

Xu Shi met Qin Yun. He dreamed about what happened 13 years ago, but Qin Yun had already forgotten it. To Qin Yun, it might just be a trivial matter.

But the appearance of Qin Yun gave Xiao Fangze the courage to continue living.

Fang Ze woke up from his dream with a smile on his face. It was his friend Xu Qing's phone call who woke him up.

"Aze, your uncle is back."

Suddenly hearing the news woke Fang Ze from his charming fantasy, "My uncle? The uncle who lost 30 years ago?"

"Well. Go to Qingshuitong at dawn. Your uncle wants to discuss something with you."

A flat and emotionless voice came from the phone, as if reading the weather forecast.

Fang Ze hummed, and then sent a text message to Xu Qing, "Cub, have you been cheated?"