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The evening wind faded away the temperature in the daytime, gently stroking the leaf tips one by one, the moon poked its head out from the clouds, and the silvery white light sprinkled on Liu Yaowen's body bit by bit.

He is going to share a room with Song Yaxuan tonight.

He seriously suspected that Song Yaxuan had known about the company's arrangements long ago. As soon as the stage was over and he returned to the nanny's car, he saw two huge suitcases lying there. Fortunately, he thought they were performance props to be brought back to the dormitory for storage.It wasn't until he saw Song Yaxuan got into the car with Haige that he knew they were going to sleep together.Arranged by the company, it is called the cooperation stage to cultivate tacit understanding.

In fact, Liu Yaowen is very happy in his heart, after all, he can have more time to get along with Song Yaxuan.But when the two of them were really in the same room, he sat by the bed, listening to the sound of Song Yaxuan's water in the bathroom next to him, but he was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do.Obviously this is his original room, why is he so nervous and anxious, his hands and feet flustered, and his body uncoordinated.The man in the bathroom was content, and even had the mood to sing freely.

I don't know if tacit understanding can be cultivated, but the hands and feet are out of coordination anyway.

Liu Yaowen looked at the red cloth still wrapped around his wrist, and the phrase Song Yaxuan said in his ear on the stage at night, "It belongs to its original owner, you belong to me."

"Return to the original owner..."

To be honest, since Song Yaxuan took the stage tonight, his mind has not been cleared up, and he was dizzy from the messages.

When Liu Yaowen stepped down from the stage, he saw the shocked expression in Brother Hai's eyes, and the red cloth wrapped around his wrist.He avoided Song Yaxuan to ask Hai Ge secretly, but Hai Ge only said that Song Yaxuan looked at this piece of cloth like an eyeball, and he was the first person he had ever seen, except Song Yaxuan, to touch this red cloth.

He was very happy that he was different in Song Yaxuan's heart, and he was very happy that Song Yaxuan declared that you belonged to me, but he still had doubts. He didn't understand why Song Yaxuan was sure that he was the owner of this piece of red cloth, why Song Yaxuan He would say that he lost three years of memory, what happened to this red cloth.

The red cloth slid slowly, and the knot was untied in the young man's churning fingertips. When the complete piece of red cloth appeared in front of Liu Yaowen's eyes, he felt that the red cloth looked very familiar, and he had a piece too.

Speaking of his red cloth, Liu Yaowen also found it miraculous.

According to his parents, he was still in a coma at the time, and the doctors were helpless when they received notices of critical illness. In the most serious case, they even concluded that he was in a vegetative state, and the chance of waking up was very small. They said they felt that the sky was about to collapse. .

But suddenly one day a piece of red cloth appeared on his hospital bed, wrapped around the railing of his hospital bed.No one knows where the red cloth came from, but since the appearance of the red cloth, his condition has been improving, from the ICU to the general ward, from unconsciousness to conscious reaction, until finally he woke up, and slowly Stand up slowly and become alive and kicking.

His parents thought the red cloth was his lucky charm and asked him to keep it with him.

He got up and took out a black leather bag from the bedside table, and took out his red cloth from it.When he put the two pieces of red cloth side by side, he found that, as expected, they were the same.The same size, the same color, the same material, the only difference is the color of the red cloth, but they all seem to be dyed by hand.

He had an intuition that the piece of red cloth in his hand belonged to Song Yaxuan.

Coming out of the bathroom, he wiped his hair with a towel. When he looked up, he saw Liu Yaowen kneeling on the ground with his back facing him, looking at something on the bed. When he walked in, he found that it was the two pieces of red cloth. The missing piece is there too.

"This piece of cloth is indeed with you."

"Is this piece yours?" Liu Yaowen picked up his piece of lucky charm, stroked the lines on it with his fingers, and raised his head to ask Song Yaxuan who was standing beside him.

"Yes, I have been looking for it for five years."

Liu Yaowen suddenly didn't know what to say, he felt his heart ache.He didn't know what Song Yaxuan said about his lost memory, nor did he know the story behind the two pieces of red cloth, but he could imagine the bitterness of waiting and searching for five years.Song Yaxuan is really powerful.

Late at night.Song Yaxuan looked up at the clock in the room, it was two o'clock, it was time to rest.

Song Yaxuan rubbed Liu Yaowen's hair, and told the little kid to get up from the ground to pack up and get ready to rest. He can't stay up late at such a young age, not to mention that he is very tired from performing on stage today, so he should go to bed early.

When Liu Yaowen tidied himself up and came out of the bathroom, he saw Song Yaxuan already lying on his bed.And the other bed prepared for Song Yaxuan was neat and tidy, as if no one had touched it.

Liu Yaowen couldn't help swallowing his saliva, standing there a little at a loss.No one told him that they should not only be in the same room, but also share the same bed.

Hearing the movement, Song Yaxuan turned his eyes from the phone to Liu Yaowen, raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of mischief.What, Liu Yaowen, are you scared?

Liu Yaowen understood the provocation and banter in Song Yaxuan's eyes, suppressed the nervousness in his heart, pretended to be calm, walked to the bedside, and lay down beside Song Yaxuan.

For the first time, he wanted to scold himself for being so worthless. Just lying next to Song Yaxuan, his heart was beating wildly, and his breathing was not smooth.

The lights were turned off, and the cicadas could be faintly heard outside the window in the darkness, and the breathing of the two of them could be heard in the quiet room.

Liu Yaowen's breathing gradually slowed down and tended to be consistent with Song Yaxuan's breathing rate.

He heard Song Yaxuan say from the other side of the bed, "Yaowen, do you believe that time travel and space-time chaos really exist in the world?"

"Believe."

Although he couldn't remember any other strange experiences between them, he believed in Song Yaxuan, and believed in their beating hearts for each other.

After a long time, when there was no movement behind him, Liu Yaowen turned around and looked at Song Yaxuan who was sleeping in front of him, looking like an elf, dazzled by the moonlight, beautiful and pure.

He wanted to take his light into his arms.

Now that I belong to you, it's not a big problem if I hug you to sleep.Liu Yaowen stretched out his long arms, and gently pulled Song Yaxuan into his arms.Holding his light, he felt his heart suddenly stabilized.

A light kiss fell between the eyebrows.

Good night, Song Yaxuan, my light.

Two pieces of red cloth were wrapped around the bedside table, and the two hugged each other on the bed, shrouded in moonlight, and filled with the darkness of night.