Neverland

At dawn, Yan Cen helped Xu Muzhou who was half asleep and half awake, took a mouthful of fresh water, and fed him the remaining half of the medicine in the paper bag.

It is early morning at sea, if there is no wind and rain, at around three or four o'clock in the morning, the morning light will spread along the sea level.

Yan Cen didn't rely on sleep very much during the mission, so he stayed by Xu Muzhou's bed for half the night without feeling tired.

On the other hand, Xu Muzhou didn't sleep very well in the second half of the night, he would toss and froze for a while from time to time, and he didn't know what he dreamed in his dream. He didn't hear anything, so he could only let him hold his hand, pinching his tiger's mouth once and for all to help him relax.

The hydrangea in Xu Muzhou's hand was also taken off by Yan Cen, and it was loosely wrapped around his hand.

He sat by the bed all night, his left hand was tightly held by Xu Muzhou, the hydrangea was rolling back and forth in the palm of his right hand, and he played with it in his palm.

Xu Muzhou's dream this night seems to have integrated his entire life in the first twenty years. The originally regular and orderly life paths were all broken up and then combined at once, with great jumps.Those past events that he could not remember clearly came back to his mind, and he struggled with this kind of entanglement all night, sleeping very tiredly.

But fortunately, probably because of taking the medicine, Xu Muzhou no longer had such a severe fever in the early morning.

When it was daylight, Xu Muzhou was dazzled by the unobstructed sunlight outside the window, turned over subconsciously, and was grabbed by the hands of the two, so he opened his eyes drowsily.

His eyes were hazy and he couldn't see clearly, and soon, a hand covered his eyes, blocking the light from the window for him.

Xu Muzhou blinked, and before he could recover, he saw the hand move up a little and touched his forehead.

The palm of that hand was slightly cold, Xu Muzhou was running a fever and his whole body was extremely dry, at first he picked up a cool one, and subconsciously rubbed his head against the other's palm.

"It's much better." Yan Cen withdrew his hand and said flatly.

Xu Muzhou's fever hadn't completely subsided, and he fell asleep in a cold sweat, with wet hair sticking to his forehead, and his eyes were foggy, as if they were out of focus.

"...Brother Yan?" He asked hesitantly.

"Yes." Yan Cen patiently agreed, "It's me."

Hearing his answer, Xu Muzhou seemed to feel relieved, and closed his eyes again to ease the morning dizziness for a while.

His entire consciousness seemed to be still in a dream, and after a few minutes, he finally separated his consciousness clearly and realized where he was.

Xu Muzhou opened his eyes again, this time he looked more sober, squeezed Yan Cen's hand, and let him go neatly.

"...Why are you sitting here?" Xu Muzhou sat up and asked while covering his forehead.

Yan Cen didn't answer, he sat upright by the bed, and after making sure that Xu Muzhou was awake and there was nothing wrong with him, he calmly looked away and looked at the sea outside the window.

"You went to see Toya yesterday, what happened?" Yan Cen asked.

Yan Cen's tone was indifferent, and he didn't give Xu Muzhou any eyes. Xu Muzhou's heart skipped a beat, instinctively feeling that he was angry.

"I..." Xu Muzhou opened his mouth, a little embarrassed.

How to put it, is it possible to tell Yan Cen that I will break up with you in the future, leave you behind, and then go home alone to eat delicious food and drink spicy food, and enjoy your protection with peace of mind? This sounds too stupid .

Xu Muzhou had just woken up, his mind was still in the restarting stage, he could only look away for a while, and looked a little guilty.

He hesitated and couldn't explain why, but Yan Cen lost his patience.

"Either you tell me the truth, or I will find a way to get it out of your mouth." Yan Cen crossed the little hydrangea in his hand and said, "Choose it yourself."

When Xu Muzhou was asleep, Yan Cen let the other party hold his hand to sleep without leaving him, but now seeing that the other party was getting better, he began to settle accounts after autumn.

Xu Muzhou's heart suddenly turned cold - he was really angry.

Xu Muzhou glanced at Yan Cen cautiously, feeling bitter in his heart.

Yan Cen has a very burdened personality, probably because he feels that he has "lived" for a long time. When getting along with Xu Muzhou, as long as there are no issues of principle involved, most of them will turn a blind eye to him .It was even more so after the relationship was confirmed, everything he did was a little coaxing, except for the first time he and Yan Cen met on the train, Xu Muzhou had never heard Yan Cen speak to him in such a tone. .

When Yan Cen is angry, he is not hysterical or quarreling like others. He is a person who pays great attention to "efficiency", just as although he is also worried about Xu Muzhou's fever and illness, he always has a limit in his heart.Compared with meaningless things like venting emotions, Yan Cen is more used to finding solutions to problems.

So Xu Muzhou now knows very well that Yan Cen was really angry this time, so that he no longer indulged in following his rhythm - he wanted to do it himself.

Xu Muzhou has no doubts about Yan Cen's ability, he said that if he can ask, there must be a way - it depends on whether he wants to or not.

But Xu Muzhou was really guilty of this matter, he had already believed in the things in the crystal ball, now facing Yan Cen, how could he open his mouth and tell the truth.

With some luck in his heart, he tentatively stretched out his hand and took Yan Cen's hand.

Yan Cen didn't move, and let him pull.

Xu Muzhou's heart was half relieved, and he said casually: "...I didn't sleep well last night, and now I have a terrible headache. The task is not in a hurry, so let's talk about it after a rest?"

Xu Muzhou didn't lie, he was more tired from sleeping this time than if he didn't sleep, his clothes were sticky to his body, his wet forehead was now dry, and it was cold and stuck to his forehead, his temples twitched It hurts to jump, and the condition is really bad.

Hearing this, Yan Cen finally turned his head to look at him.

Xu Muzhou yawned hurriedly, trying to make his words sound more convincing.

Unexpectedly, Yan Cen nodded and said, "It should be that the quality of the antibiotics here is too poor, and the inflammation can't go away, so that the headache caused by the persistent low-grade fever."

Xu Muzhou was about to nod when he heard this, but Yan Cen suddenly changed the subject in the second half of his sentence, and said, "Then this task will not be done."

As Yan Cen said, he simply pulled the hydrangea from the leather rope with his own strength, and was about to throw it on the ground with his backhand.

Xu Muzhou was caught off guard by his turning and turning, so he didn't care about thinking, so he rushed forward and held down his hand: "Hey!"

Fortunately, Xu Muzhou stopped it in time, otherwise the little hydrangea that hadn't made any progress would have been smashed to pieces.

Yan Cen lowered his eyes and looked at him silently.

"I..." Xu Muzhou hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and stuffed the hydrangea into Yan Cen's hand, knowing that this matter could not be resolved today.

"I saw the future." Xu Muzhou said.

After he finished speaking, he turned his face away first, avoiding Yan Cen's gaze, and "explained the problem" like breaking a jar.

"I saw it at Toya." Xu Muzhou's voice was very low, with deep tiredness: "In the 'future', I don't want you anymore, and I have a very bad attitude towards you, and I even broke up with you. You're left alone in Neverland—"

Oh, Yan Cen thought, no wonder he asked that nonsensical question.

Yan Cen hooked the corners of his lips, and chuckled lightly: "That's it?"

"...Well." Xu Muzhou responded in a low voice, he didn't expect Yan Cen's reaction to be so relaxed, so he couldn't help but have some secret hopes in his heart: "Brother Yan, is there really such a thing as predicting the future? "

Xu Muzhou's original intention was to hear the denial from Yan Cen's mouth, so that he could rest assured that it was a fake.

Unexpectedly, Yan Cen looked out of the window again, and said flatly, "Yes."

Xu Muzhou was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth, and asked unwillingly: "But that crystal ball of Toya..."

"It's also true." Yan Cen knew what he wanted to ask, and said, "I've discovered since I came into this world that that thing is also a 'bridge', and it's because of that 'bridge' that the flow of time here is so fast. has a problem."

Xu Muzhou's heart was completely cold.

Yan Cen didn't say it directly, but Xu Muzhou already understood - if that thing is real, it proves that the "future" he sees is real, and it is indeed something he can do.

Xu Muzhou was exhausted physically and mentally, and suddenly felt very tired.

While he doesn't want to take the blame for his "future" self, he also feels worthless for Yan Cen of the "future".

"Brother Yan." Xu Muzhou called him in a low voice.

Yan Cen hummed: "What's wrong."

"Do you know what I dreamed just now?" Xu Muzhou said suddenly, "I dreamed about my past—it should be all the past."

Yan Cen looked sideways at him, waiting for him to continue.

"I don't want to recall my origin because I was a duckweed." Xu Muzhou said: "I have been drifting with the tide for more than [-] years, and there is nothing worth talking about. Recalling the past is something you do when you are old. It has nothing to do with me right now."

As Xu Muzhou said, he lowered his head, covered half of his face with one hand, and took a deep breath.

"To be honest, I don't know what kind of person Toya is, whether it's an enemy or a friend, why did you show me these things." Xu Muzhou said: "But I can feel that those things are true—I am People like that, from childhood to adulthood, have always..."

As for what, Xu Muzhou didn't say anything, he seemed to want to confide, but his analysis of himself was still a little bit worse, he frowned slightly, but couldn't find a suitable sentence for a long time, so he simply changed the wording.

"I know myself, I know that those things may be true, but I also know that if it really develops like that, I will definitely regret it." Xu Muzhou said: "Even if I don't remember anything, I will regret it... ...It's just that I regret it a little bit more at a loss."

At the same time, neither Xu Muzhou nor Yan Cen noticed that the hydrangea that was pressed in their palms flowed silently, and pulled down a narrow arc, revealing the white edge—— The task progress started to move forward.

"People will regret it—" Xu Muzhou repeated, and then he slowly tightened his fingers, holding Yan Cen's hand, as if he was holding the life-saving straw in a dream, and whispered Said: "So you don't give me the chance to choose—"