Same Bed Different Dreams

At about ten o'clock, Zhou Jingci woke up from his heavy sleep. The first thing he did when he woke up was to look for Wei Xiao, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Zhou Jingci got out of bed in a hurry and found the soy milk fritters left on the dining table.

He was not in the mood to eat, and for some reason, he suddenly became irritable.

Zhou Jingci leaned weakly on the sofa, took out his mobile phone, and then saw Wei Xiao's WeChat message from early in the morning, saying that he saw that he was sleeping soundly and was not willing to wake up, so he went to the company by himself first.

Zhou Jingci didn't reply, he turned his phone on the table and just stared blankly at the garden outside the house.

At noon, Wei Xiao called and said he had ordered takeaway for him.

Zhou Jingci responded sullenly, his heart was ups and downs, he wanted to ask Wei Xiao when he would be home, but when he looked up, he caught a glimpse of the untouched breakfast on the dining table.

In an instant, Zhou Jingci didn't want to see Wei Xiao that much anymore.

He really didn't know how to face Wei Xiao's concern.But he really has no appetite.

The lunch delivered by the delivery boy was the Cantonese cuisine that Zhou Jingci used to eat very much.He casually ate a few shrimp dumplings, drank half a bowl of porridge, and couldn't eat the rest anymore.

He was too lazy to clean up the leftovers on the table, and slowly sat back on the sofa, not wanting to do anything, and not interested in doing anything.

Now, Wei Xiao has recovered his memory, and he has already handed over the equity.There is no need to go to e-buy in the future. Thinking of this, instead of nostalgia in Zhou Jingci's heart, he felt relieved.

Over the years, e-buy has been like a burden that he wants to lose but can't let go.

It's okay to let go.

Anyway, he wasn't greedy for money or status, he was only greedy for Wei Xiao.

Zhou Jingci is not yet 36 years old, obviously this is the best time for a man, but he can't think about his future anymore.

He didn't want to work, and he didn't want to go back to campus.

He obviously just stayed at home and didn't do anything, but he had already exhausted all his strength.

Zhou Jingci leaned on the sofa, but after a while, he became sleepy again.

In the dream, he had an excellent dream, but when he woke up, he couldn't grasp any clues, only the smile remained on his mouth, which still carried the warmth of the past.

He stared out the window blankly, it was raining lightly outside, with a slight chill in it.

The roses in the garden were neglected and withered very early this year.

This summer is over.

He picked up a piece of paper and wrote on it

"The old days are unbearable to talk about, the past has become Chen Si.

When the dream is deep and suddenly returns to a long time, I wake up but listen to the rain. "

Wei Xiao just came home in the evening, saw Zhou Jingci sleeping on the sofa, dropped a ball of paper on the coffee table, unfolded it, but saw the sad poem.

Wei Xiao put away the ball of paper calmly, frowned and put the bought dinner on the tea table, then patted Zhou Jingci's shoulder, "Jingci, why did you fall asleep again? I bought what you like to eat. "

Zhou Jingci sniffed the smell on Wei Xiao's body, then rolled his eyes a few times, but didn't open them.

Seeing that he was really sleepy, Wei Xiao picked him up by the waist, stepped up the stairs step by step, and put him firmly on the bed.

Wei Xiao was about to turn around and go downstairs, but Zhou Jingci suddenly grabbed Wei Xiao's clothes, his eyes widened, and he asked, "Where did you go today?"

Wei Xiao was taken aback for a moment, "I went to the company in the morning, and went to the tattoo shop in the afternoon."

Zhou Jingci frowned, slowly thinking, is the faint smell of perfume on Wei Xiao's body from the tattoo shop? He thought for a moment, then asked, "What are you doing in the tattoo shop?"

Wei Xiao smiled, and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his chest, on which Zhou Jingci's name was written in blue-black ink, which was still red and swollen.

Wei Xiao took off his shirt and threw it on the head of the bed, with the words Zhou Jingci engraved on his arm.

"In this way, the name you signed will not be washed away."

Zhou Jingci's eyes were crystal clear, he stretched out his hand, and wanted to touch the red and swollen ink on Wei Xiao's chest, but he didn't dare to touch it, so he hung his hand on Wei Xiao's chest, and asked in a low voice, " Does it hurt?"

Wei Xiao smiled, took Zhou Jingci's hand, and stroked it on his left chest, "It doesn't hurt."

Zhou Jingci withdrew his hand back, lowered his head, his mind was dizzy, and after thinking for a long time, he finally choked out a sentence, "I didn't mean that yesterday."

This look seems to be tired.

Wei Xiao kissed his forehead, afraid that he would think wildly, "I know, baby."

Zhou Jingci's brows were still furrowed. He looked at Wei Xiao's left chest, paused, and said in a muffled voice, "Then you also sign on me."

Wei Xiao smiled, grabbed Zhou Jingci's hand and kissed it, "I'm not afraid of pain, I'm afraid of your pain, baby."

Zhou Jingci just smiled.

Zhou Jingci rarely ate much for dinner, Wei Xiao finally felt relieved.

After eating, Wei Xiao asked while cleaning up the mess on the table, "Jing Ci, why didn't you clean up your breakfast? Do you want to invite the former aunt home?"

Zhou Jingci's shoulders trembled. He lowered his head and pursed his lips forcefully, his expression and voice filled with impatience, "No, I don't want to see other people."

Wei Xiao froze for a moment, he stopped what he was doing, stared blankly at Zhou Jingci, and asked, "Jing Ci, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Jingci buried his head deeper and remained silent.

Wei Xiao took a long breath, threw the rubbish in his hands into the trash can, washed his hands, squatted in front of Zhou Jingci, and asked again, "Baby, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Jingci shook his head in a panic, his voice trembling, "It's nothing. I want to sleep."

Wei Xiao frowned and stroked his hair, "Zhao Zhao will visit us at home when she comes back from the laboratory. You were in such a bad state two days ago, I didn't dare to let her come over. You have slept all afternoon, Hold on, okay?"

It's not that Wei Xiao doesn't want Zhou Jingci to rest, but Zhou Jingci has been too weird recently.

Wei Zhao was busy with schoolwork, so he came home in a hurry after nine o'clock.

A few days ago, after she found out that Wei Xiao had recovered her memory, she was both happy and worried. Now that she saw Wei Xiao's people, she felt even more mixed feelings.

She pondered for a long time before she opened her mouth and asked in a low voice, "Brother, did you really want to hit me at that time?"

The corner of Wei Xiao's mouth twitched, he rubbed his temple, "Why would I hit you..."

Wei Zhao curled his lips, "You clenched your fists at that time, I could see that. And a few times later, at home...you gave me the expression that you owed you 800 million."

Wei Xiao lightly tapped her forehead, "You stinky girl, you owe me more than 800 million?"

Wei Zhao pouted, leaned on Wei Xiao's shoulder, and pulled his arm coquettishly, "Brother, brother, I will never make you angry again."

Wei Xiao has been her umbrella since she was a child, protecting her from being beaten and scolded by her biological father, cooking and dressing her to earn money to support the family.

Wei Xiao is not like her brother, but more like her father.He took too many responsibilities that should have belonged to Wei Jun.

In the past years, Wei Zhao sometimes felt that Wei Xiao was too domineering and domineering, he would scold him for wearing a tank top and shorts, he would be in charge of disco clubbing, and he would even make sarcastic remarks when he got his hair permed.

The words are not speculative, and on weekdays, when the brother and sister sit together, they always have to quarrel for a few words before giving up.

Wei Xiao was annoyed at her ignorance of good and bad, and she also felt that Wei Xiao was stubborn and vulgar.

But she knew that Wei Xiao was the best person in the world to him, and only with Wei Xiao around could she feel at ease.

Without Wei Xiao, it is impossible for her to grow up.

Wei Xiao embraced his younger sister, looking a bit uncomfortable, he took a few glances at Zhou Jingci, and said deliberately, "Look at Zhao Zhao, how old you are, you still have to act like a baby."

Zhou Jingci gave a rare smile, "How old you are is still a child in front of you."

Wei Xiao is a typical "feudal patriarch", as long as he can protect his family from wind and rain, he is willing to bear all the hard work.Sometimes Zhou Jingci would feel that Wei Xiao would rather be a child with Zhao Zhao, and be heartless.

After Wei Zhao left, Zhou Jingci lost most of his energy and spirit. He half-closed his eyes, looked at Wei Xiao wearily, opened his arms to him, and said, "Hug".

Wei Xiao's heart moved, he laughed twice, hugged Zhou Jingci and stood up, walking towards the bedroom while saying, "Jing Ci, you are my child too."

Wei Xiao lay on the bed with Zhou Jingci in his arms, turned over, half pressed on Zhou Jingci's body, and kissed the lover in front of him inch by inch from the hairline.

A soft kiss landed on Zhou Jingci's forehead, then crossed the bridge of his nose and landed on his lips.

Wei Xiao didn't stick out his tongue in a hurry, he just rubbed Zhou Jingci's thin lips with his mouth, a warm and peaceful atmosphere wandered between the lips and teeth of the two people, this process seemed to last for a few minutes, until the two of them fell asleep Fluttering, as if flying to the clouds.

Wei Xiao's tongue deftly slipped into Zhou Jingci's mouth, but Zhou Jingci suddenly opened his eyes.

He slightly pushed Wei Xiao away, reached out his hand to wipe off the crystals on his lips, stared into Wei Xiao's eyes and asked, "Have you ever kissed him before? Did you kiss me as well?"