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The dream quickly opened a hole for him.There was only this ray of light in the darkness, so he walked there.

When he suddenly looked up, he found that he had turned into a child of about seven years old.The dark one, with bruises on arms and knees, I don't know when.

After wiping his nose in the mirror, Zhang Deng wiped the filth from his arm onto the towel hanging aside.

Someone yelled outside, Zhang Deng turned his head "swipe", looked at the source of the sound, and then ran out the door quickly.

"Lamp, my lamp..."

An elderly woman outside the door held Zhang Deng's shoulders, her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked sad: "What should you do?"

This woman is Zhang Deng's grandmother, so he helped the woman who was about to collapse to the ground, and frowned: "What's wrong, grandma?"

The gray-haired grandma was still crying, and after crying for a while, she said with trembling lips, "Your parents were in a car accident..."

Zhang Deng looked at the TV that was still broadcasting the morning news.

The host sat upright, and after guiding everyone to watch the off-site connection, they turned their eyes back to the screen.The weather and disaster information at the bottom alternated too quickly, which dazzled Zhang Deng's eyes.

"Thank you to our off-site reporters. Now that there are disaster statistics, I will broadcast it for everyone: At ten o'clock last night on the Golden Gate Bridge, two drivers were driving while drunk, causing a rear-end collision. The accompanying convoy was temporarily unable to control the speed of the vehicle. It knocked a [-]-ton steel truck out of the driveway and collided head-on with an oncoming oil tanker at high speed, resulting in an explosion."

"The explosion affected all vehicles within a radius of ten meters, and ignited several passing vehicles in the motorway, causing a secondary explosion of considerable intensity. According to statistics, the total number of deaths and injuries this time exceeded [-]. The following are the dead identified this morning List: Zou Yu, Chen Kanglian, Bao Yi, Zhang Yin, Qin Ge, Zhou..."

Zhang Deng remembered that his father's name was Zhang Yin and his mother's name was Qin Ge.

The grandma who heard the broadcast cried even more sadly, vaguely calling the names of Zhang Deng's parents, shouting "妹妹, 团囡", and the dentures in her mouth almost fell out.

There is a family portrait hanging on the door, the grandpa with handicapped legs is holding Zhang Deng, who is only two years old, and grandma and Zhang Yin and his wife are standing behind them.

Zhang Deng had a candy in his mouth, his mouth was bulging, and he looked a little dazed.Zhang Yin and his wife happily pinched their son's face with one hand, enjoying it.

Soon, this family portrait was taken down by grandma and put in her chest of drawers.

The original location was the wedding photos of the grandparents, but the family photos were replaced later.It's just that once this family portrait is taken, it seems that it is not appropriate to put any other photos.

Where the painting was originally placed, there was a black four-corner seal.

The grandmother in the black cloth shirt looked left and right, but still took down the blessing word in her hand.

"Zhang Deng, be good for a while, don't run around." Grandma put the paper-cut on the TV and turned to the black-clothed child.

Zhang Deng didn't reply, his eyes were still swollen, and he couldn't squeeze a word out of his throat.He nodded obediently, followed behind his grandmother, received grandparents who came from afar, and attended the memorial service amidst a lot of crying and shouting.

He followed his grandmother and grandparents to the door of the cremation room, but was stopped and could not go inside.He didn't go any further.

After a while, a fire was lit inside.

After a while, the burning smell slowly drifted away from the chimney.

Zhang Deng looked up at the sky, but felt that his eyes were dry and he couldn't open them.Suddenly a feeling of nausea rushed straight to his forehead, he squatted down quickly, and vomited profusely.

He vomited up his lunch and breakfast, and in the end he only vomited yellow water, and after that he seemed to be about to vomit his internal organs.

The relatives and friends around were chatting with each other. One of them had a cigarette in his hand. After looking at it twice, he wanted to stretch out his hand, but quickly put it back.

This kind of pain came from both physical and psychological, and it was so real that Yu Wenli didn't notice that it was just a dream.

The dream was too real, even more real than the reality he was in.

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If it is too real, then the dream is not a dream.

When he woke up, Yu Wenli's complexion changed drastically, and he began to vomit violently while grabbing the bedside.

The maidservants who ran in from the door were all terrified, holding towels in their hands, standing there in a daze.

He stained the entire area around the bed, and the pungent smell spread, but his mind was not fully awake.

It smelled really bad, Yu Wenli stood up and walked outside.

The maid followed behind him and called him cautiously: "Young Master, Young Master? Do you want to change your robe?"

Yu Wenli waved at her and was still walking outside.

Seeing that he was about to walk out of the gate, no one dared to step forward to stop him.Yu Wenli was wearing filth, his eyes were in a daze, and his brows were frowning, as if he had something important to do.

Then he fell in front of the gate, his whole face hit the soft mud, and passed out again.

It was another half day before Yu Wenli woke up slowly.

His clothes had been changed and his face wiped clean.It's just that the bed is not his bed, and the couch is not his couch.There is no handmaid by his side.

A man in a white shirt was sitting beside him, flipping through a book.

Yu Wenli reached out and grabbed his sleeve subconsciously: "Liu... Bai..."

Liu Nianbai closed the book, turned around and smiled slightly: "Are you awake?"

He reached out and took a glass of water, put it in Yu Wenli's hand, and called the servant and maid outside the door to come in and help.

Yu Wenli waved to the servants who were about to walk in again, expressing that they were not needed.The servant blinked and backed away.

Yu Wenli sighed, looked up at Liu Nianbai's profile, couldn't help but move his body, and leaned on his back.

"My lord, my lord?" Liu Nianbai asked in surprise.

Yu Wenli put a hand on his shoulder and closed his eyes.

"It will be fine in a while. Please don't move." Yu Wenli said softly.

He could smell the scent of Liu Nianbai's body, mixed with the body fragrance of his own saponins, it smelled better than the smell of ordinary women.This familiar smell reminded him of a person, and his thoughts wandered to nowhere.

His lover in the dream has a similar smell to Liu Nianbai.

Yuwen smiled wryly in his heart, he never thought that the dream had become so real, he could even remember the smell of people.

However, Liu Nianbai is Liu Nianbai, he cannot be the lover in his dream.

"Brother Ziyu, what's wrong with you?" Liu Nianbai turned around and asked Yu Wenli who was leaning on his back.

The person leaning on his shoulder stretched out his hand and said softly, "I had a nightmare."

nightmare?Was Yu Wenli frightened by the nightmare?

Liu Nianbai's heart is very different, Yu Wenli is not such a fragile person logically?So he asked again: "What dream is it?"

The person on the back was quiet for a while, and said: "I dreamed that I lost my concubine when I was young, and there was no one to take care of me at home, and only an old woman lived with me."

Liu Nianbai shook his head quietly.

He didn't even know who his concubine was, and Weng Sou passed away very early, and he was alone since he was a child.Sure enough, a full man doesn't know a hungry man's hunger, so he had no choice but to take the conversation and comfort him: "Brother Ziyu, in your dream, your family is not like a royal family, so how can you get enough food? Can you get shelter?"

Yu Wenli's muffled voice came from his back: "In this way... I can still eat and clothe myself. The old woman treats me very well."

Liu Nianbai smiled: "Isn't that good? There are still people in the world who miss you and take care of you, no matter whether this person is your blood relative or not, it's a great thing."

This is indeed true.Yu Wenli withdrew his head from Liu Nianbai's back and smoothed out the folds of his clothes.

"What Nian Bai said is very true. If you don't dislike it, I would like to be the one who cares about Nian Bai."

Yu Wenli knew that he already had a little nostalgia in his heart, and Liu Nianbai was similar to the lover in his dream, so he said these words by accident.

Liu Nianbai felt that something was wrong, and blushed: "My son, brother Ziyu doesn't have to be like this. Compared with me, a little wanderer, my family and country are more worth caring about."

Look, this reaction is [-]% like the lover in a dream.

Yu Wenli watched Liu Nianbai frantically flipping through the book and drinking water, his eyelids sank.

He knew that masculinity existed in all dynasties and generations, and it was not uncommon. He had also met a man he liked, but he had never met one that attracted his attention.

Now this "friend", Yu Wenli knows that he likes his skin, likes his way of speaking, and he has a good feeling for him, and he can't stop it.And the sense of intimacy from the person in the dream made him feel disrespectful while admiring him.

too fast.

Is falling in love with someone so fast?Yu Wenli was confused.

He is confused, but Liu Nianbai's mind is full of alarm bells.

This has been No.20's three days, and he has never stayed in other people's mansion for such a long time.

In the past few days, he also had some money in his hands, so he wanted to leave.It's just that Yu Wenli's reluctance to give up makes him very embarrassed. On the one hand, he thinks this friend is good, and on the other hand, he is satisfied with the current life in the host's house.

The vagabond poet is content with the life of diners, which in essence defeats the purpose of his life.In addition, he is also uneasy about the increasingly harmonious relationship between himself and Yu Wenli. After all, breaking up a close friend is also a great regret in life, and he does not want to take such a close step.

After a day or two, Liu Nianbai thought twice and decided to leave.

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"You want to leave?" Yu Wenli sat cross-legged in front of the table, his face full of surprise.

Liu Nianbai cupped his hands: "Liu has been bothering me for a long time, and I think it's time to leave. Next, I want to go to the hinterland of the Central Plains to see some customs and customs."

The person in the seat did not reply immediately.Resting his chin on one hand, he digested the information for a moment, then nodded.

"Of course. After all, you are home from all over the world. It is impossible to stay with me all the time. But, brother Nian Bai, can you promise me a small request?"

"No problem, brother Ziyu, just mention it, I will try my best to do it." Liu Nianbai said politely.

But Yu Wenli waved his hand: "I don't want your help, I think since you are leaving, I want to see you off and practice."

"This..." Liu Nianbai didn't quite understand what he meant, "Of course it's possible."

Yu Wenli smiled.

"Okay, Zeng, send an order to prepare a banquet for Brother Nianbai and me. There will be a total of seven days. There are only three dishes to be repeated every day. Prepare sugarcane milk and soybean milk for Brother Nianbai, and seven kinds of wine for me. Go right away manage!"

The confidant outside the door responded, and there was a sound of broken steps, and they hurried away into the distance.The astonishment on Liu Nianbai's face could not be concealed, so he simply turned to look at the smiling Yu Wenli.

"Brother Ziyu, why do you..."

Yu Wenli interrupted him: "No. You don't have to worry too much."

"I want to do it for you. Meals for seven days are nothing to me. Nianbai, take it as my last small gift to you."