There is no way my vest will fall off!

Among the three, only Meng Liangchen dreamed of the so-called 'monster' and his Chixiaohonglian.

If it was just Xu Qian himself, he might still understand, but how can others dream of his Chixiaohonglian, and the picture is so weird...

Thinking of this, Xu Qian suddenly had an idea. He once heard his master say that there are tens of thousands of small worlds, and each small world exists independently. To put it more bluntly, it is a parallel world. world.

Parallel world...

"Dong dong—it's time to eat." Xiaoqing said standing at the door.

"Here we come." Xu Qian put the flowers back into the cabinet, closed the door, and walked out of the bedroom.

When he came to the living room, Meng Liangchen was much better. He said that the lump on the back of his head had disappeared.

"It's good to eat it, let's eat first, and try your brother's cooking skills by the way." Xu Qian was referring to Meng Ziqiu, who is cooking today. Although he is not as good as he is, the taste is acceptable.

"En." Meng Liangchen obediently responded.

Before going to bed at night, Xu Qian checked Meng Liangchen's wound again, and it was basically healed, so he let him rest early.

"Well, Brother Xu..." Meng Liangchen hesitated to speak for a while, but finally said nothing, "Go to bed early, too."

"Go to sleep, don't think too much, everything is over." Xu Qian stretched out his hand to rub the other person's hair, and put another sleep aid sachet beside his pillow.

After coming out, Xu Qian didn't go back immediately because he saw Meng Ziqiu sitting alone on the balcony smoking a cigarette.

"Can't sleep?" Xu Qian pulled up a chair and sat down.

"That, is it really a dream?"

Xu Qian saw confusion and a little doubt in the other party's eyes.

"Have you heard of the theory of parallel worlds?" Xu Qian explained without waiting for his reply, "There are gaps in time and space, for example, in this time and space, we sit on the balcony and talk, but in another time and space , we don’t even know each other, maybe I’m still on Chang’ai Mountain, or maybe... somewhere else.”

Meng Ziqiu didn't respond after listening, maybe he was digesting this statement.

It wasn't until the end of the cigarette that Meng Ziqiu opened his mouth and asked him, "What about you? What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed about...the sea." That dark and deep sea, that long-buried tomb.

Meng Ziqiu didn't ask why it was the sea, he was just... a little sad, inexplicably sad.

Xu Qian noticed his expression and continued: "But the second time is a community, and there is a cat accompanying me."

"Cat?" Meng Ziqiu raised his head.

"Yes, the black-and-white cow cat is very skinny..." Xu Qian laughed as he spoke.

"The garden cat is like this. I also raised one when I was a child, but it was an orange cat..."

The two chatted for a while on the topic of cats, and the atmosphere eased a lot.

Seeing that the time was getting late, Xu Qian got up and called someone to go to bed. Although it was a vacation, he couldn't stay up too late.

"Brother Xu, you should also go to bed earlier."

"it is good."

Xu Qian stood where he was, and saw that Meng Ziqiu had returned to the bedroom, so he opened the door and went in.

The moment the door was closed, Xu Qian thought that he wasn't lying. There was indeed a cat with him, but it was 'he', not him.

***

The short annual leave is fleeting, and several people repeat the days of getting up early and returning late.

On the third day after the festival, the recording of the first issue of "I Am a Great Detective Season [-]" was officially put on the date.

After finishing his breakfast, Yan Lang wiped the corners of his mouth. Although the small noodles for breakfast today were slightly spicy, they still made him blush.

"There is milk on the cabinet." Xu Qian pointed to the entrance cabinet in front.

"Hey." Yan Lang was not polite, because now he really needs milk to neutralize it.

Seeing this, Xu Qian couldn't help but suffer from an occupational disease, and started rambling again, "If you can't eat spicy food, just clear soup, and force yourself to be careful with diarrhea."

"Yes yes yes." Yan Lang nodded in response, but, I still want it next time!

On the way to Sanjiang, the group of the fourth season of the big detective show was very lively. The regular hosts remained the same, but there was a familiar face of Xu Qian among the guests. He had a female model with whom he worked once—— Qiao Xinhuan.

"Brother Xu." Qiao Xinhuan greeted him with a smile.

"It's so early." Xu Qian also smiled back, and here he is a little familiar with Qiao Xinhuan, and the others are colleagues who have never met.

"You're pretty early, too."

"Let's go together, and say hello to Teacher Yao and the others." Xu Qian nodded forward.

"Mm, yes." Qiao Xinhuan hummed implicitly.

The two appeared in the backstage lounge one after the other. Teacher Yao noticed them at the first sight and called them in quickly.

"Xiao Xu, Qiao Qiao! Come on!"

"Did you come together?" Teacher Yao asked casually.

Qiao Xinhuan shook her head, "No, we met outside."

Teacher Yao looked at Qiao Xinhuan calmly, without saying a word, just talking to Xu Qian with a smile.

While chatting happily in the lounge, a new group of people arrived, the same guests who participated in the recording of the program this time, three men and one woman.

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