Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

When he woke up early the next morning, the man's golden pupils were unexpectedly confused, as if he was suddenly awakened from a dream. He blinked lightly, and the gorgeous golden color melted little by little, and finally turned into silver gray. iridescent.The thick curtains not only blocked the sound of the wind and snow outside the window, but also blocked most of the light. The room was a little dark, except for a dim yellow light left on the bedside.

Sitting up from the bed, Mr. Fumeng moved his body subconsciously, his cervical spine was still a little sore, but there was a sense of relaxation from his bones, as if his whole body was soaked in warm water.

"woke up."

Looking up, the young man with a strange face was sitting on the chair beside the bed, with some old books in his hands, he looked up slightly, the red makeup on his face was like the lines of gods, with a little charm, light blue His pupils were extremely calm, and the collision of the two temperaments produced a wonderful change.

"I, slept for a long time?" Fumeng frowned slightly, looked up at the clock not far away, but suddenly felt dizzy in front of her eyes, and in an instant, the whole world became extremely hazy, and the floating light was the most blurred picture.He tried his best to close his eyes, and just about to open them, his eyes were gently covered by a hand.

"do not move."

The drug seller's voice came from beside his ears, the other party's breathing, and the sound of clothes rubbing against the sheets.The room is extremely quiet, and after vision disappears, other senses become extremely sharp.There was a faint cold fragrance coming from the opponent's body, and it came from the tip of the nose very clearly.

"You slept for more than ten hours." The hand covering his eyes was slowly moved away, and the two temples were gently rubbed and pressed.Mr. Fumeng blinked, his black eyelashes were stained with water, now his whole person is like a splashed ink landscape painting, full of freehand beauty.

He yawned a little, not because he was sleepy. In fact, he didn't feel sleepy after sleeping for more than ten hours.And like ordinary people, after sleeping for a long time, he felt a headache and a feeling of being very tired, which did not appear on him.

"Here." The hands massaging the temples left their original positions, and the owner of the hands brought a bowl of steaming brown-black liquid from the bedside table, which made people frown.Mr. Fu Meng still finished the bowl, and smelled it closely, but there was only a faint scent of medicine - this was not the kind of medicine he drank before.

Mr. Fu Meng drank it all in one gulp, and handed the bowl to the young man. "How does it taste?" The voice of the young man who received the bowl was gentle, like a doctor who is very concerned about the patient's condition.The black-haired man turned his head, "What else can I do?" The drug seller raised his eyebrows, "I lightened the smell on purpose."

He lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and stepped on the wine-red carpet with bare feet, which made his feet look pale.Mr. Fumeng tilted his head slightly, "Then I really want to thank you." There was no emotion in his tone, as if he said it casually.

"I'll go down later." Fu Meng said in a low voice.The drug seller responded softly, and the moment he closed the door, he heard the person standing inside say, "Thank you."

Of course he knew, because he, the blond young man was quietly guarding by his side, and he also knew that the other party's eyes had always stayed on him, not to mention that he and the other party had long been connected together.Why did you choose him?

Soaking himself in the water, the long hair like a crow's feather was soaked in the water, and the eyelashes were filled with water vapor again, everything became extremely hazy.It's like elegant ink, and it's like smoke that will be blown away at any time.

Stretch out your hand and hold a handful of water, the clear water brings your thoughts back to a long time ago.

The dense water vapor brought some uncomfortable humidity, and the thin clothes became a little transparent, sticking to the body, revealing a bit of the color of the skin inside, but it was not clear, just hazy.

Pulling away the black hair that was also attached to his neck, the man's brows were slightly wrinkled, and he didn't seem to like the wet environment.

Here, is an island in the sea, its origin is a bit unusual.Except for the smell of sea water at the beginning, after walking 20 meters, the smell of the sea breeze has all disappeared, leaving behind another kind of moisture.

"Here." Fu Meng tugged at the collar, revealing a little porcelain-white skin from the small open shirt.The golden pupils quickly scanned the surrounding scene, and had a little guess and understanding of this strange place.In the clear blue sky overhead, white floating clouds floated leisurely.

Going a few steps forward, you will see exquisite pavilions, strange flowers, plants, birds and animals.The man clicked his tongue and said in a low voice, "Penglai."

It is one of the three overseas fairy mountains in mythology.

As early as when I saw the black sea water outside, I had a guess in my heart.After seeing the things here, I have confirmed the identity here.

"Penglai, Penglai should have been closed a long time ago." The man murmured. In many ancient books, only the three overseas fairy mountains, Penglai, Fangzhang, and Yingzhou, were mentioned. Their locations were always extremely mysterious. According to what he knew , These three fairylands have long been closed and hidden.But judging by the way it is now, could it be that he was born again?

As he walked forward and thought about the problem, the moisture felt in the periphery had long since disappeared, but wearing clothes that were wet and then dry still made people feel a little uncomfortable.Fortunately, men don't care about such things at present.

The celestial beings of that year have long since emerged and disappeared, leaving only a magnificent and magnificent building standing there. The mountains and rivers here are still the same, but the outside has already changed.If it weren't for today, the fairy mountain in the myths and legends would be nothing more than a story of the time.

"Yes, anyone?"

A voice came from behind.Some are low-key, and there are some strange sentence breaks, but they are inexplicably familiar.

Turning his head, he saw a man holding an umbrella. It was obviously inappropriate, but it didn't make people feel strange. On the contrary, it was very appropriate.The other party slowly raised the umbrella, revealing the person under the umbrella.

It was an incomparably handsome face, with light blond hair and light blue pupils with a clean air, the red makeup on his face added a bit of coquettish temperament to him, and the purple makeup on his lips made him look Going up and smiling.He was wearing a blue kimono, and patterns that looked like butterflies and eyes were printed on the clothes.

"Long time no see. Excuse me, where is it?" The other party's lips opened and closed, with an inexplicable lust, and there was no anxiety in his tone of suddenly coming to an unknown place. He was always very calm, just like a trivial matter that can be seen everywhere .

The black-haired man spread his hands, palms up, his head raised slightly, his golden eyes looked up at the sky, "This is Penglai."

—Hey, it seems to be raining.

"Penglai?" The medicine seller's voice rose slightly when he spoke.

"Isn't that one of the three overseas fairy mountains?" It was a strange sentence, but it was quite recognizable, not to mention that it was a handsome man who did it, and those women, young or old, didn't care. Will care, such a tone makes him more mysterious and special.

Withdrawing his hand, Mr. Fu Meng turned around and walked towards the drug seller step by step.Almost in an instant, the umbrella was slightly raised, and the two faced each other. At this time, the distance between the two was only as big as a fist, and the breath sprinkled on each other's body.Almost the moment the man stepped into the umbrella, the sky began to rain without any warning.

Crackling raindrops fell, and the world was covered in misty rain.The vermilion pavilions are still amazingly beautiful in the rain, which is the beauty that can only be left behind after thousands of years of time precipitation.

"Let's go to that pavilion to take shelter from the rain first." This sentence is not an inquiry or a solicitation, but a notice that cannot be refuted in the slightest.

The water-blue eyes were like a pool of clear lake water, reflecting the golden sun, without any pause, the drug seller agreed to the other party.And this is just their second meeting.

The messy timeline on Mr. Floating Dream caused the two people's memories to be different, but at this moment, they both understood that this was the second meeting with each other.

The man takes the umbrella and walks with another person in the rain.The steps I took made splashes of water, and the rain continued, and it probably wouldn't stop for a while.For many people, the rain is definitely bad, but for the two, it has a lot of fun.

Appreciating the rain scene is also a pleasure.It would be even better if there is a pot of tea and a seat where two people sit opposite each other.

The drug seller put away the red umbrella, and with a light force on his wrist, he shook off the rainwater on it, and soon a pool of small puddles formed on the ground.After finishing, he did not put the umbrella away, but leaned against the side of the pillar, waiting for it to attach to the water surface, and the water droplets that had not been shaken off flowed down the umbrella surface.

It wasn't until after all this was done that he came to Fumeng's side. The other party took out a tea set out of nowhere, "It would be even better if it was snowing. However, rain also has a special charm." The two seemed to know each other Friends who have been close friends for many years are sitting opposite each other holding a cup of tea, with the sound of dripping rain next to their ears.The temperature in the palm is extremely warm.The next time we meet, when it snows, we must sit in the pavilion, drink tea and watch the snow.

By the time he regained consciousness, the water in the bath had become somewhat lukewarm.Standing up from the water, water drops rolled off his body, he took out the bathrobe that was on the side, and took a towel to wipe his hair.

Fumeng suddenly thought that the appointment to drink tea in the snow hadn't been completed yet.

The eyelashes moved slightly, the silver-gray pupils were slightly covered, and she walked out of the bathroom covered in moisture. After so many years, I don't know if the other party still remembers this agreement.The man wrapped his hair in a towel and wiped it gently. At this moment, he took the towel with both hands.The familiar scene is extremely familiar, and this kind of scene has happened countless times.

Sitting quietly like this, letting the people behind him move, suddenly, Mr. Fu Meng spoke.

"You, do you remember that we had an appointment to drink..."

"Drink tea and watch the snow." The other party picked up the conversation naturally, obviously the other party still remembered.The person behind smiled softly, "Of course I remember. Do you want to honor it?"

[A stove of tea and cigarettes, half a day of leisure. 】

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我以为我是九号，实际上，我是十号？？？？这部分不仅仅是关于克蕾的，还有先生的。感谢在2020-08-0522:35:49~2020-08-1000:09:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Mr.abyss 50 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!