dream master

Waking up from a dream in a daze, the room was brightly lit. Xiao Yiming rubbed his sore eyes, but the corners of his eyes were wet. He stared blankly at the ceiling in a daze.

The dream of not so long ago is over.Inexplicably, he thought it was a farewell.

Zhu Fan died in a silent night.That day, he had a high fever and was lying alone in an empty room. The computer beside the bed was turned on, but only a few of his QQ friends were hanging there.Zhu Fan called him and urged him to go to bed early, Xiao Yiming lazily responded, thinking that he should go to bed early.Zhu Fan heard his hoarse voice, and after questioning, he learned that he had a fever, and there was no medicine at home, and he didn't even eat dinner.

"I'll come to see you and bring some food along the way." Zhu Fan said.

At that time, Xiao Yiming thought that he would come soon, bringing delicious supper and medicine that could cure his illness, just like countless times before, Zhu Fan sneaked from the balcony connecting two houses to Xiao Yiming's balcony Watch comics with him.Xiao Yiming waited for his arrival with long-accustomed anticipation, but he never appeared again.

Xiao Yiming waited for a long time, until his stomach was unbearably hungry, until the deep drowsiness brought him into a dream, and for the first time, the dream that he controlled so well went in a direction that confused him. In the dream, he was sitting with Zhu Fan On the pile of building materials in the open space, the old trees in the distance are lush and lush. It seems to be a hot summer, and the sound of cicadas makes the hot and dry air even more dry and unbearable.

"Yiming, I'm leaving." Zhu Fan said, looking up at the sky above his head.

"Go, where are you going?" Xiao Yiming asked in confusion.

In the dream, Zhu Fan was still the same as when he was a teenager, only his eyes were full of nostalgia and reluctance, he didn't say anything, just touched the top of his head.

"Zhu Fan?" Xiao Yiming went to shake his hand, the cold touch made him feel scared, it was clearly a dream, why...why did he feel cold?

The person he was holding tightly disappeared in front of his eyes out of thin air, like melting ice and snow, or like a thick fog being dispersed by the wind, gradually fading away, and finally returning to silence.

The sunshine in the dream is so bright and dazzling, but Xiao Yiming feels cold.

Finally, he was woken up by a call from the hospital. It was past midnight and a new day had begun, but his best friend would never come back.

Covered with a white cloth, Zhu Fan was sent from the operating room to the morgue. Xiao Yiming stood in front of his bed in a daze, feeling as if a hole had been dug out from the top of his head, and ice water was poured all the way to the bottom of his feet.

The world seemed unreal, and he seemed to be having a nightmare in which his best friend died.

The sudden bad news seemed like a third-rate absurd drama, Xiao Yiming's head was in chaos, the high fever made him unconscious, and maybe it was because of Death's bad joke.

He lifted off the white cloth with cold and trembling hands, and Zhu Fan's lifeless face appeared in front of him.

The touch on the skin is so cold, as if in a dream not long ago.

He finally believed it.

Zhu Fan will never come back, forever.

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The sunshine outside the window was very good, Xiao Yiming slowly sat up from the bed and looked out the window.

The cactus is bathing in the sun on the window sill. It seems to be like this forever, showing its green vitality in the sun, as if it will never have troubles.

Sometimes Xiao Yiming felt that he was like a prickly pear, he didn’t need much water and nutrients, he could live well as long as he was given sunlight; soft.

But no one dares to give a cacti a hug.Well, it doesn't matter if there is no hug, as long as you give him sunshine and a little water, but this can't be realized, the person who watered him has left this desert and traveled to an unknown distance.

So what to do?The cactus thought distressedly, but soon he let go, at least he still has sunshine, as long as there is sunshine, he can continue to live, relying on the water in his body to persist until the next rainy season comes, or, until another person is willing The man who watered him appeared.

Zhu Fan has already left, what about him?Should he start a new life as he said?

Dwelling on the past, dwelling on the grief, it's not going to help, all he can do is let it go and start a new life.

Xiao Yiming tried to smile to himself, he had to start a new life.

The sound of the door opening came, and Fan Yue opened the bedroom door lightly, but saw Xiao Yiming sitting on the bedside and giggling.

"Are you hungry? I bought porridge with preserved egg and lean meat." Fan Yue put the bag on the bedside and touched Xiao Yiming's forehead with his hand. never mind."

"I've had enough sleep, I don't want to sleep anymore." Xiao Yiming said, the smile on his face was a bit forced and a little strange, but it was unexpectedly not ugly.

"Then eat something. Then take the temperature."

"Ah."

After finishing the delicious porridge, Xiao Yiming measured his body temperature with a thermometer in his mouth. The clock on the wall pointed to twelve o'clock. Xiao Yiming asked Fan Yue vaguely: "Is it okay for you to come back at noon?"

Fan Yue was reading the newspaper, and when he heard his question, he raised his head and glanced at him: "I told Lin Jingqiu that you had a fever, so he let me go back, and I will go back later."

Xiao Yiming immediately fell silent, and changed the subject stiffly: "How does it feel to have a new boss?"

"It's better to be your own boss and leave work whenever you want."

"That's natural." Xiao Yiming shrugged.

Fan Yue's cell phone rang, and he frowned when he saw the caller ID, and went to the balcony to answer the phone, when Lin Jingqiu's voice came: "Hey, has the guy at home finished taking care of me? Come back and take care of me, I'm busy now You're going to die, hurry up, hurry up."

"I am busy too."

"Fuck, what are you busy with?!"

Fan Yue looked at Xiao Yiming on the bed through the transparent balcony door, and Xiao Yiming also looked at him and blinked friendlyly.

"Busy serving my family." Fan Yue said with a smile.

"Damn, fuck, this will make single people envious and jealous, you know? I'll give you another half an hour, or I'll fire you!" Lin Jingqiu threatened to hang up the phone angrily, seeing that it was true.

Fan Yue pressed the phone, looked at Xiao Yiming inside the door with a smile, the door was not closed, Xiao Yiming obviously heard the conversation just now, and turned his gaze away in embarrassment.

Fan Yue walked towards the window step by step, Xiao Yiming looked around, there was nowhere to shrink, Fan Yue leaned over, Xiao Yiming closed his eyes, but only heard Fan Yue say in a smiling voice: " Don't bite, the thermometer will break if you bite down."

Xiao Yiming opened his eyes and stared at him blankly, Fan Yue took away the thermometer he was holding in his mouth and looked at it, the fever had subsided.

"Congratulations on your recovery. Tomorrow will be another two-dimensional dead house that is alive and well." Fan Yue rubbed Xiao Yiming's messy hair. A bird's nest where eggs can be hatched.

Xiao Yiming was inexplicably silent for a long time, so silent that Fan Yue started to look at him with puzzled eyes.

The cactus on the windowsill looked a little wilted, Xiao Yiming patted Fan Yue's arm, pointed to the cactus and asked, "Would you like to help him water it?"

"What?" Fan Yue looked at the cactus, wondering why he would suddenly ask this.

"I mean, help him water his whole life." Xiao Yiming said solemnly.

Fan Yue seemed to understand what he meant in an instant, and a relieved and joyful smile appeared on his perplexed face.

"I am glad to."

Well, there are waterers, there will be hugs, everything is fine, at least he is walking in a direction full of hope, he no longer wanders at the fork in the road, and no longer waits for miracles that will not appear , then start a new life.