I'm just rotten

Quiet.

All around was deathly silence.

He seemed to be imprisoned in an invisible cage, surrounded by endless darkness, and his chaotic consciousness seemed to be floating in the bottomless sea, and the feeling of being suspended was depressing.

At the same time, he also felt a burst of chill, which tightly surrounded him, and he unconsciously curled up his body, trembling slightly.

Time passed by, and he didn't know how long he had been in this state. Just when he was so uncomfortable that he didn't know what to do, suddenly, he felt something soft covering his body gently.

So soft, with a nostalgic heat.

The originally cold world began to gradually become warmer, and he faintly felt a light appear in front of him.

A longing welled up in his heart.

want to chase it.

So, he tried his best to move toward the light, and stretched out his hand——

The moment his fingertips touched the light, he suddenly felt a strong heat, and the light instantly bloomed dozens of times.

"bump!"

The originally boundless darkness was abruptly pierced. In an instant, the cage that originally imprisoned him burst open like a mirror, and countless rays of light penetrated from the gap, surrounding him——

He opened his closed eyes abruptly.

The light in front of him pierced straight, and he couldn't help but want to reach out to block it.

However, before he could raise his hand, he stopped abruptly.

What caught his eyes was a familiar face, and the owner of the face opened his eyes slightly because of his sudden waking up.

When Cheng Hao saw the magnified face in front of him, he almost screamed out. His breathing was slightly suffocated, and he shrank back subconsciously.

Seeing his frightened eyes, Zhai Qixiao's eyes darkened slightly, and slowly let go of the hand covering the corner of the quilt. Then, he slowly straightened up and looked at Cheng Hao silently.

Cheng Hao's eyes widened, and he stared straight at Zhai Qixiao for a long time, before he gradually came back to his senses, the originally tense nerves relaxed a lot, and the stiff expression on his face also eased.He slowly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was about to release the feelings he had held back for a long time.

Then, he didn't know what to think of, and a bewildered expression gradually appeared on his face.

"Am I... in a dream?" He said softly, as if he was asking himself or someone else.

Such a real thing, it was as if he had experienced it personally, but it turned out...was it a dream?

He slowly raised his hand and patted his face hard.

A slight pain was sent to the brain along the nerves, and the feeling of the palm of the hand touching the cheek was very real.

Cheng Hao sat blankly for a while, then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he suddenly looked at Di Qixiao who was sitting beside him, and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was very hoarse.

Di Qixiao stared at him with deep eyes without blinking, and replied in a low voice after a few seconds: "It's past eight o'clock in the morning, and you have slept for nine hours."

It turns out...it was really a dream.

Cheng Hao wiped his face slowly.The oppressive feeling in the dream still remained in his heart. He had just left the dream, but he still couldn't get rid of its influence.

He couldn't understand why the dream could be so long and so real, so real that he could recall every specific scene and every detail.

He was thinking blankly, and suddenly realized that Zhai Qixiao was looking at him.

He gradually came back to his senses, coughed uncomfortably, got up and got out of bed.

"what happened to you?"

At this moment, he heard Zhai Qixiao's deep voice behind him, he turned his head subconsciously, and met Zhai Qixiao's caring eyes.

There was some warmth in his heart, Cheng Hao shook his head, and said in a low voice: "It's nothing, I had a very real dream." After finishing speaking, he lowered his head, put on his shoes, stood up, and wanted to wash up, but suddenly heard a Very soft voice: "Zhai Jian...who is it?"

Cheng Hao's footsteps stopped, a little surprise appeared on his face, and then he asked with some embarrassment: "Did I talk in my sleep?"

Zhai Qixiao let out a "hmm", he had walked to Cheng Hao's side at some point, and looked at him closely. After meeting Cheng Hao's gaze, something unknown gradually flickered in his eyes.

Cheng Hao didn't understand the meaning in Di Qixiao's eyes, when he thought of himself dreaming and calling other people's names in front of Di Qixiao, he inexplicably felt a strange and dangerous aura.

There was a little embarrassment on his face, but he didn't explain much, just replied: "A friend of mine from the past."

If it's just an ordinary friend, they usually don't call out their names in their sleep. They are obviously people who miss them very much, but to Cheng Hao's surprise, Zhai Qixiao didn't continue to ask, but bowed his head and passed his He held one hand in the palm of his hand and rubbed it gently.

The sudden warm touch caused Cheng Hao to slightly open his eyes. He subconsciously wanted to shake off Zhai Qixiao's hand, but he stopped because of the caring voice in his ears——

"Your hands are so cold, don't turn down the air conditioner so low when you sleep in the future."

Zhai Qixiao's hand was very warm.The fine sunlight shone on his body, softening the lines of his originally cold face. He stared at Cheng Hao, with a warm and peaceful light flickering in his dark eyes.

Di Qixiao's actions on the bed just now flashed across Cheng Hao's mind, and the warm touch on his body... Probably Di Qixiao was covering him with the quilt.

"Well... I see." Cheng Hao unconsciously lowered his head slightly with a warm current flowing through his heart, and responded with an unnatural expression. He was still not used to Zhai Qixiao talking so close to him after revealing his heart. , which made him inexplicably awkward.

It's not that I hate Zhai Qixiao anymore, it's just that I'm not used to it.

He once calmed down and considered what Zhai Qixiao said carefully, but in the end he still felt that the idea of ​​himself and Zhai Qixiao being together was very strange. When he stabbed the chrysanthemum, he would tremble all over.

Although Zhai Qixiao said that he would not do anything to him now, who knows what will happen in the future?He yearns to disregard worldly feelings, but it doesn't mean he wants to be stabbed.

Cheng Hao felt that if he really liked Zhai Qixiao, he wouldn't care about his chrysanthemum.So in the final analysis, it is because there is no feeling, right?

Cheng Hao had just finished speaking when he suddenly discovered that Zhai Qixiao, who was staring at him, had slightly bent his eyes, his eyes were bright, and the corners of his mouth were curled up, as if smiling.

"What are you laughing at?" Cheng Hao asked, widening his eyes slightly in surprise.

Zhai Qixiao's eyes fell on his still blushing cheeks, and his eyes became brighter, but he didn't answer him.

"You don't say it...you don't say it, I'm going to wash up." Cheng Hao's throat tightened when he was stared at by Di Qixiao's burning eyes. He looked away and tried to withdraw his hand.

Unexpectedly, Zhai Qixiao's hand holding him suddenly exerted force, and then the other party came closer, and the feather-like words almost rang close to his ears——

"Cheng Hao, you are so cute."

Cheng Hao's eyes widened suddenly.

In the next second, Zhai Qixiao let go of his hand, quickly opened the door and walked out, leaving him with a tall and thin back.

The moment Di Qixiao turned around, Cheng Hao noticed that the back of his ears were strangely red.

After being stunned for a while, Cheng Hao realized that that guy...is shy?

After realizing this, he unconsciously went crazy.

If you're shy, don't be so flirtatious!

----

After breaking away from the dream, Cheng Hao was in a trance for a while, but not long after, he found a reason for his dream.

One of the purposes of his return to City A was to drop by Zhai Jian's house to see if he could get some clues, so as to find out where Zhai Jian moved to.Maybe it's because of returning to H City, one step closer to the clues, coupled with the concern about Zhai Jian's situation, and some sporadic clues I learned before, it seems that it is not surprising to have such a dream.

Thinking of this, Cheng Hao tentatively believed that it was really just a dream.

After all, if the dream was real, science would not be able to explain it, and it would completely overturn his world view. For a person like him who is afraid of ghosts, the consequences would be unimaginable, so he would rather trust his own judgment.

However, I have to say that this dream seems to be able to explain a series of questions that he had been wondering about before——

For example, why he never saw Zhai Jian's father when he went to Zhai Jian's house; for example, why Zhai Jian's family was so poor; for example, why Zhai Jian had those bruises on his body; and for example, why those people called Zhai Jian, little mad dog...

This was also one of the reasons why he had been wondering whether the dream was real.If the dream was real, then everything would make sense, but... would there be such a coincidence?

Although he still felt something was wrong, Cheng Hao subconsciously stopped himself from thinking deeply.

Subconsciously, he didn't want to believe that was true.After all, he didn't want Zhai Jian to experience such a cruel thing. At that time, Zhai Jian... was still so young.

Thinking of this, that uncomfortable feeling came to his heart again, Cheng Hao frowned, as if he was about to shake off something, he pushed the door open.

However, a heat wave rushed in, making his thinking even more chaotic.

Ever since he had that dream, his whole body was not quite right, and he seemed to be a little strongly affected.

As long as he closes his eyes, the bits and pieces of Zhai Jian and him who turned into a dog will flash through his mind from time to time——

Zhai Jian hugged him with a bright smile, and pressed his forehead to his; Zhai Jian pursed his lips, earnestly making a nest for him...

Then, the painting style changed.Zhai Jian looked painful but determined when he used his thin body to block the stick for him; Zhai Jian blushed, crying and yelling for the man to stop...

It was vivid and lingering, and the feeling he had personally experienced made him feel at a loss and uncomfortable, and his heart ached like being tied tightly by a thin thread.

Although he thought it was just a dream, he couldn't help but miss Zhai Jian even more.

Finally, he turned and closed the door and left the house.

He is going to find Zhai Jian.