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【Don't peek at Officer Li's dream】

Li Xiaoran didn't know how long he slept, but he only remembered having many bizarre dreams.

He saw his father wearing his father's police cap when he was a child, and his father was smiling kindly at him just a second ago.In the next second, I saw myself growing up in the mirror, and when I wanted to raise my head and say to my father, "Dad, I was admitted to the police academy", when I turned my head again, I saw my father who died on duty lying in a pool of blood.

A pair of hands stretched out from behind to cover his eyes, and whispered in his ear, "It's not sad, I'll be with you."

Li Xiaoran opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't utter his name, he heard the voice anxious and helpless, "If you do this again, I'll get shot for you in the future."

"No..." Li Xiaoran dragged his hoarse voice and finally made a sound.

The palm on the eyes was withdrawn, Li Xiaoran suddenly turned around, but missed the owner of the palm.

Looking at the back running away from the backlight, Li Xiaoran only felt dizzy, the father in the pool of blood in his mind was replaced by that man.

Li Xiaoran almost crawled to the side of the pool of blood, the man's face was covered with blood and his facial features could not be seen clearly, Li Xiaoran frantically wiped the blood off his face with shaking fingers, the more he wiped, the more he couldn't recognize his facial features.

Who is it?But why the tears in my eyes couldn't stop gushing out.

He hasn't shed tears for many years, and it seems that he hasn't cried since his father passed away.

"Wake up, wake up, I will..." Li Xiaoran didn't continue, his thoughts were mixed, he didn't know why he suddenly said such a sentence, and he couldn't continue with the following words.

In fact, if he can wake up, let him do anything, he can agree to anything.

"Zhou—" Li Xiaoran clutched his throat in pain, the scene shifted, and the suspect he had ensnared before appeared in front of him.

He said, "You also have someone you care about, and I will let you find even his body."

"Do not--"

As the prisoner pointed the gun at the circle of explosives on his own stomach, the gunshot exploded in front of Li Xiaoran.

The heat wave was mixed with sand and gravel fragments, but Li Xiaoran couldn't control it anymore, he watched the man's body being sucked into the explosion and wiped out.

"Zhou—Cheng——"

Li Xiaoran finally opened his eyes, and Zhou Cheng's bloodshot eyes, as well as the stubble on his chin, caught his eyes.

Zhou Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and the old doctor was finally relieved, "You last night..."

Li Xiaoran turned over suddenly, and hugged Zhou Cheng who was sitting by the hospital bed and planned to get up to get the hot water.

Zhou Cheng froze for a moment, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, lowered his head and patted his head tentatively, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

"I... dreamed of my father..." In fact, I also dreamed of you.

Zhou Cheng knew that his father was also a policeman, who was shot and died when Li Xiaoran was 20 years old when he was on a mission.

"Don't worry, I'll be with you."

Hearing the same words as in the dream, Li Xiaoran couldn't bear it anymore.

"Don't go."

Zhou Cheng knew that the more invincible a person looks, the more childish he is when he is weak.

It also made him feel very distressed.

The sentence in Li Xiaoran's mouth - "Don't leave me in the future" lingered on the tip of his tongue twice, but he still didn't say it.

Zhou Cheng let him hug him for more than ten minutes.

Li Xiaoran finally clarified the difference between dreams and reality, and after calming down his emotions, he let go of his hand a little embarrassedly.

"I am fine."

Zhou Cheng considerately did not pursue his reddened eye sockets, but just tucked up the quilt for him again, picked up the kettle, and planned to go to the water room to fetch water.

Li Xiaoran stared at his back that overlapped with his own in the dream, and kept telling himself that it was a dream, that was a dream.

"Don't look, everyone is gone, and you are almost becoming a husband's stone." The old doctor said coolly.

Li Xiaoran blushed instantly.

The old doctor immediately tied a sphygmomanometer to him, looked at the normal heartbeat and blood pressure, and also at the redness on his face that had not faded, and made a diagnosis, "I'm shy."

"Uncle Shen!" Li Xiaoran also felt that his behavior was too unmanly, so he could only pray that Uncle Shen, who had always been vicious, would let him go.

"Are you really not a couple with him?" Shen Ziyuan narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

"Of course not, we are buddies." Li Xiaoran couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry, "Besides, none of us are gay."

Shen Ziyuan was noncommittal about this, and nodded, "Then you should pretend that I never asked." The topic changed again, "But that kid cares enough about you."

Li Xiaoran knew that Zhou Cheng treated him very well, but he didn't understand why Uncle Shen made such a statement.

"What time do you think it is?"

Li Xiaoran looked at the meager sunlight outside, and guessed: "Five o'clock?"

"It's five o'clock in the afternoon!" Shen Ziyuan looked at him angrily. "You started to have a fever in the middle of the night last night. That kid probably didn't sleep. After finding out that you had a fever, the doctors on the whole floor almost made a fuss."

Li Xiaoran touched his moist lips, and his heart suddenly became sore and soft.

"Don't touch it, he will feed you water every half an hour, and wipe it with cotton if you can't drink it." Shen Ziyuan glared at him, "When you risk yourself in the future, think about the people around you. If you don't want him to be sad, just Don't blame yourself."

"My dad was injured a lot back then." Li Xiaoran protested.

"Yes." Shen Ziyuan snorted coldly, "Didn't he make himself all alone?"

"Uncle Shen..." Li Xiaoran knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, but he vaguely felt something was wrong from the ordinary things in the past.

"I dreamed about my dad, and he said let me take care of you, so that you can guarantee your health." He looked at Shen Ziyuan's gray hair, feeling indescribable in his heart.

"Who cares." Seeing that he was fine, Shen Ziyuan got up and left, but his back was a little bent by the years, but he saw the demeanor of his youth, "He just wanted to frame me to accompany him, so I won't go."