My very cool daughter-in-law

Do ghosts also dream?

Sheng Xun had never thought about this issue before.

And the strange thing about fate is that, as a person who used to doubt even the existence of ghosts, he is witnessing it with his own eyes.

"How long will it take him to wake up?" Sheng Xun unconsciously lowered his voice when he said this, as if he was afraid of waking up Xiao Qiu who closed his eyes with his clothes.

Just now, almost 10 minutes ago, after Xiaoqiu nodded to the doll's proposal and agreed to try Andy's new ability, the white light ball that emerged from Andy's hand flew lightly.

It was like a drop of water with a thick texture, floating in front of Xiaoqiu, and stopped before it really sank into his clothes.

"You'd better find a place to lie down first." Andy, who controlled the little light ball to stop, said at the time.

Xiaoxiong added on the side: "Once it is sent in, the person touched by the force may fall asleep quickly——I was like this just now."

Xiaoqiu was very noncommittal about this statement.

He glanced at the dolls, and seemed to think it was strange to describe a ghost as "sleeping fast".

But Xiaoqiu seems not to listen to the reminders to the dolls, he who is careless has another Sheng Xun to worry about.

Before the ghost could say anything, he felt a tap on his shoulder.

Sheng Xun took a large book, and was using the wide and long spine to gently press Xiaoqiu's shoulder. Then, the human's intention was very clear, he used the book to push the ghost all the way to the side of the bed in the second bedroom. .

"Lying down sounds better." Sheng Xun said, "If it really works for you, you will start to dream after a while."

Sheng Xun also said: "Our family is not happy to dream standing up."

The "our family" in the last sentence is suspected to be right in the heart,

Xiao Qiu basically listened to what Sheng Xun said, and was pushed to the bedside with a book. This time he lay down without any rebuttal.

The ball of light that had been suspended for a while finally submerged into Xiao Qiu's body after he lay down officially.

Right now, it has been a while since he closed his eyes.

"The length of time you fall asleep should be related to the amount of memory content." Xiaoxiong answered the question raised by Sheng Xun. He is the first person to experience this aspect, and he speaks more convincingly, "I dreamed about it before. The memory fragment is not too long, so it seems that only an hour or two has passed from falling asleep to waking up. If it is a human being, the dreaming time may be longer. Maybe he will sleep for half the night, or it may take a whole To wake up at night."

Although Xiaoqiu is a ghost, Qi Ling can distinguish the difference in power between ghosts and monsters better than ordinary people, but for Xiaoxiong who has been with people for a long time, ghosts are just people in another form in his eyes.

Andy said after Xiaoxiong finished speaking: "Of course, it doesn't rule out that my power won't have much effect on him. He just closes his eyes for a while, then turns his head and wakes up immediately."

After listening to the enthusiastic answers from the dolls, Sheng Xun stood by the bed and looked at Xiaoqiu who was lying down and "sleeping"—the other party was lying with his left hand in front of his body and his right hand relaxed under the pillow.

Because there was still a slight hook movement of the right elbow, Xiaoqiu turned her head slightly to the side of the pillow, and the small half of her pale face was buried in the carefully washed pillowcase.

The hair was set off even darker by the face and the light-colored pillow, some raven-black strands slid down the cheeks, scattered on the pillowcase, and a strand just hung on the bridge of the nose.

Sheng Xun always felt that those drooping hair would make people itchy and affect the quality of sleep. He wanted to reach out to help smooth it out, but his hand was almost stretched out, and then he suddenly realized that he couldn't really touch each other, Xiao Qiu It also just looks like it's asleep, no matter how much the hair is messing around on the face, the ghost isn't affected by that kind of detail.

An indescribable feeling swept up, causing Sheng Xun's outstretched hand to stop in the air.

After a while, he curled his fingers lightly, and retracted them again.

"Then I hope he can sleep longer." Sheng Xun shook his head slightly, as if using this small gesture to shake off the distracting thoughts just now, his eyes still fell on the lying Xiaoqiu, and said as if telling the other party, "Dream Make it longer, and think about the past more."

The ghost already in the dream did not hear the warning, let alone answer.

Xiaoqiu had a dream that was completely opposite to the real season, with heavy snow and cold air.

He stood under the long corridor outside the house, behind the closed wooden door, the small courtyard in front of him was square.

As far as the eye can see, this small courtyard seems to be just a small corner in a huge mansion.

However, the overall architectural style here is also similar, with blue-black walls and darker roofs.

The dark color and the uprightness make the whole place feel indescribably dull. It seems that once a person enters this old mansion, he accepts invisible layers of restraint, and the further he goes in, the more oppressed he is. get deeper.

This should be a certain day in the winter moon. Snowflakes like goose feathers are swirling under the cold wind, and a thick layer of snow has accumulated on the bluestone brick floor in the yard.

But the portraits in the corridor couldn't feel the cold. In such a heavy snow day, he wore a single shirt, stood at a position where he could just see the gate of the courtyard, and looked quietly at the world outside the small courtyard.

What am I looking at?

This thought floated in Xiaoqiu's mind vaguely.His consciousness seems to be divided into two, one part dominates this body, doing what he should do at that time according to his forgotten memory.

The other part is like him, playing the role of an "outsider". Even though he is in this body, he has no knowledge of what he did at this moment that year.

Different from the desolate and desolate place in this small courtyard, people's voices are heard intermittently from the world outside the courtyard, which seems to be quite lively. It seems that a rare event is being held in this gloomy mansion. , There is also a burst of sulfur smell from firecrackers floating in the wind.

I don't know how long I stood there, but finally, Xiaoqiu found himself moving.

He opened his legs and began to walk out of the courtyard, leaving only a few footprints that were so shallow that they were almost indistinguishable on the thick snow.

There seemed to be something he was interested in outside the gate of the courtyard. He walked slowly step by step, but Xiaoqiu could feel that his mood had changed subtly, from watching from the sidelines to becoming turbulent.

Vaguely a little happy.

But when he got out of the yard, the unknown things that made him happy hadn't come into view, and the door just passed by two young people in unfamiliar clothes.

The clothes of the two young men have a sense of age, not modern enough, but they can't be said to be antique, as if they are in the transition period from tradition to innovation in an era.

"What are you doing here?" The two young men were taken aback by Xiao Qiu's appearance, as if they hadn't expected him to leave the hospital at all. One of them quickly raised his hand and pressed his chest, then raised his eyebrows and shouted at him, "Didn't it be said in advance that today is a rare day to hold a wedding at my house, will you stay in the courtyard all the time?"

The other's complexion is not very good-looking, but compared with his fast-talking companion, he seems to have deeper worries and fears.

He calmly pulled the person next to him from behind, and put his other hand on his waist: "If you have anything to do, I can help to deliver a message, but it is inconvenient for you to show up for all kinds of celebrations and happy events, which have been going on for a long time." Years of rules. You don't want to break the rules today, do you?"

The person who walked out of the lonely courtyard didn't answer, and looked at the two of them coldly.

The atmosphere was at a stalemate. Seeing the expressions of the two passing young people becoming more and more tense, the one with his hand on his back was about to pull out something from his back.

Suddenly, the finger that was already holding the sheath was hit by something.

The young man stood up in fright, bowing and turning like a frightened bird,

"Don't panic." A newcomer from behind said, "It's just a dried red date, it's not worth showing your unique starting move."

Sure enough, there was a big red date lying quietly in the snow, the fruit was full and the skin was dry.

It was this thing that precisely hit one of the young men's hands just now, interrupting his ready-to-go movement. He and his companions turned around together, looking alert.

Xiaoqiu was temporarily forgotten by the two of them, and the silent person like a shadow raised his eyes at the person who came——

In the wind and snow ahead, the man walked towards the fluttering snowflakes.

He was wearing a cloak, and the fur-edged coat looked very heavy, but his shoulders were flat and strong, and the solid material of the cloak could be stretched by ironing.

The snow particles swirled in the wind and hit people's faces, Xiao Qiu slightly closed his eyes when the snow foam splashed on his eyes.

When he blinked away the white streak on his eyelashes that blocked his vision, he had already come to him.

A warm hand came up very naturally, and when he opened his eyes, he felt that the fingertips belonging to another person had already touched the end of his eyes.

"Xueluo's eyes?" The man asked softly.

Xiao Qiu didn't make a sound, just nodded her head.

The other party seemed to be very used to his silence, and was quite satisfied to be able to respond with a movement, and smiled lightly: "It's still your own fault."

This didn't seem to be the relief he expected, Xiaoqiu obviously felt stunned for a moment, and he rushed over to show a trace of doubt.

Before he got a convincing answer, his eyelashes were twitched by the fingertips that were already close by.

"It's your fault that your eyelashes are so long." The man said, "Dou Xue."

"..."

Xiao Qiu still had an expressionless face, and finally caught the messy finger.

But he himself knows very well that his "cold face" at this moment is completely different from when he faced the other two just now.

From the moment he heard the voice of the person in front of him, he felt the same joy as when he left the yard just now.

He just walked out of the courtyard to welcome this person, and he was not angry when he was deliberately teased by the other party.

"You learned this when you went out to study?" Xiaoqiu heard himself speak, and his voice was not much different from when he was a ghost later. At most, the helplessness hidden in his voice made him sound more popular.

The person he questioned blinked his eyes, and the wind and snow also blew part of it to the other person's hair and eyebrows.

He casually helped the man brush off the falling snow, and the young man who was slightly taller than him lowered his head when he reached out to touch his hair, the height was just enough for him not to make any effort.

They cooperate tacitly as if they have done this hundreds of times, and they act like no one else, and they are naturally intimate.

"I also learned a lot of other things." The man said when Xiaoqiu helped him take care of Luoxue.

He first lowered his head and smiled at Xiaoqiu, then straightened up: "However—the two next to you, have you seen enough?"

From the time this person appeared, Xiaoqiu didn't give any more eyes to the two people next to her.

His eyes only stayed on the person in front of him, and his eyes traced the other's facial features.

This person has a face that he is quite familiar with and has seen many times after being a ghost.

——Sheng Xun's face.

The author has something to say: Xiaoqiu’s dream made me cringe for two days, and I finally managed to hold back part of it