Settled in high school, mainly anti-customer

[System prompt: The architectural planning task has not been completed, please continue. 】

"........."

Tian Tian, ​​who was lying on her bed at home, had already entered a deep sleep, and faint electronic sounds sounded indistinctly in her ears.

Tiantian, whose consciousness has entered the most relaxed stage, didn't care about the messy sound in her ears, she just let out a soft "um"; then comfortably rolled up the silk quilt under her body with her calf,? Turned over,? Continued to sleep.

[System prompt: In order to avoid Ms. Tiantian's psychological panic, and also to keep Ms. Tiantian healthy; after hard thinking and corrections, this system gave up the plan of injecting bioalcohol.Changed the method of adapting to another world to: Sleepwalking Journey. 】

[During the sleepwalking trip, Ms. Tiantian will feel like she is in a dream; the pain and fear values ​​will be zero, and if the body and spirit are stimulated, the excitement will increase; thus avoiding psychological damage to the player. 】

"....Um."

He vaguely heard someone talking in his ear, and responded sweetly and vaguely, smacked his lips slightly; stretched out his palm, tugged the quilt on his body weakly, and flipped it over again Body.

[Hoo hoo——]

There seems to be a wind blowing in her ears, and the pleasant smell of pine wood at home is slowly changing; a little disinfectant alcohol and clean lily fragrance slowly enter her nostrils.

Tiantian gently rubbed her back against the mattress under her,? I don't know if it was a sensory confusion; she seemed to feel that the soft Simmons under her body became a little cold and stiff.

Not only that,? The hazy moonlight is caressing her eyelids slightly like a veil, and in the consciousness of the light clouds; she sleeps on the horizontal line where the sky and the lake meet.

The shore of the lake is her bed, and the sky of Yeyue is her soft quilt; the surroundings are transparent and windproof, but there is no sense of uneasiness; the surroundings are so quiet and peaceful, and the stars and the moon seem to be there for her. Serenade affectionately.

"Sleep...sleep..."

The soft and hypnotic voice is very nice, and the slightly hoarse voice is bright and refreshing with a touch of youth.

Accompanied by the humming that could almost be called a whisper.

Tiantian seems to feel that she has returned to the summer vacation when she was six years old.

In the yard in the country, she and her grandmother lay on the bamboo mat in the yard; with their eyes open, they stared at the twinkling meteors above their heads.Grandma was lying beside her, kindly holding the fan in her hand to repel mosquitoes for her.

The two of them were blowing the cool breeze in the yard to cool off the heat, watching the shooting stars above their heads whistling past their eyes.

Every shooting star that cannot be seen in the city is a proof that the heroes who once protected the country have returned to their homeland.

That twinkling light was their eyes.

Tiantian saw them,? They were also looking at Tiantian.

"Sleep....sleep...the children by the bridge are home...."

The cool humming continued.

.......

Tiantian's eyeballs moved under the eyelids.

She is like a traveler walking in the tunnel of dreams, following the unappreciated oriental singing, walking slowly towards the dim light.

When she reached the place, her eyes opened.

"......"

Tiantian observed the environment in front of her.

No wonder she always felt something dazzled her eyes, it was because not far from her was a large window with double doors.

The most hateful thing is that the window is fitted with a translucent curtain like torn gauze, which basically does not block the light; the window is still half open, and the little cold wind blows her head buzzing.

Tiantian squinted her eyes, her heart was unusually calm.

She turned her gaze slightly, only to find that the front of her bed had collapsed slightly, and there was a man in white sitting there.

"........"

Tiantian raised her head slightly, blinked her eyes, and looked again.

This weird experience reminded her of her childhood nightmare.

At that time, I dreamed that I was lying in a precarious boat, and the boat swayed like a car sickness; when I waited for Tiantian to open her eyes again, I found an old lady with a fox face sitting In front of her bed, he stretched out his hand to feel her pulse.

At that time, the scene frightened her awake.

But now, although this scene was very weird; it was far from enough to scare her awake.

Because to be precise, that is not a man with white body.

It was a boy humming a lullaby with his back to her.

The boy had short white hair and was wearing white short sleeves; his skin was as pale as albinism under the shadow of the moonlight; from head to toe there was a subtle morbid beauty.

When her eyes touched the boy's slender and upright back, the pleasant scent of lily was drilled into her nose.

Is this man wearing perfume or what?

Tiantian frowned, and her pupils gradually focused on the boy.

"...Go to sleep...Go to sleep....Children enjoy the shade by the stream...."

The boy turned his head slightly, revealing a graceful side face; there was also a white and slightly trembling Adam's apple.

The place on his cheek near his mouth seemed to have been drawn in circles with a marker; as the boy hummed slowly, the mark on his mouth also moved slowly in sweet eyes.

The boy's eyes are an unusual purple, and he is very lucky to have a very high-grade gray light purple eyes; when the eyes are facing the moonlight, they are like semi-crystals pierced by a searchlight, which looks expensive , and texture.

"Ok?"

Tiantian snorted softly, and there was a low humming in his chest.

Without thinking about it, she reached out and patted the boy's arm.

[Papa. 】

"!"

The boy was startled suddenly, his pupils constricted;

He immediately turned his head and looked at Tiantian in shock; that white, beautiful and clean little front face suddenly broke into Tiantian's sight.

The boy didn't look very old, only about 56-[-] years old.

"Donut, what's the matter? Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

After the boy stabilized his emotions, he lowered his voice; he patted the quilt next to Tiantian's arm with his palm, and asked Tiantian in a slow voice?

"........"

The boy approached, the snow-white short-sleeved neckline and his clean skin with almost no pores visible became a color system.

Only those translucent and clear purple pupils were dotted with gorgeous and eye-catching colors among the snow-white.

Sweet and silent, she frowned and looked at the boy's other hand; the other hand of the boy was lightly holding a red scarf.

While the boy was humming just now, he seemed to be holding the scarf and thinking about something; his eyes were empty.

For some reason, she always felt that this boy and the red scarf on his hand gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

It was obviously just a piece of familiar fabric, but she thought it was a headscarf.

"Whose child are you? What are you doing here at my place in the middle of the night without sleeping?"

As Tian Tian asked, she reached up and touched the side of the boy's mouth.

"And what is this thing on your mouth? Is it painted or tattooed?"

As she asked, she thought slowly in her mind, who in the neighborhood and the community had children who looked like this.

But Tiantian's current thoughts are as soft as cotton, and they are still twisted;

"!!!"

The boy was taken aback for a moment, and the skin touched by her fingers quickly moved away as if he had been electrocuted.

He stepped back a bit, his snow-white cheeks had a strange light-colored color, and the clear blush lightly smudged the corners of the young man's eyes, but because of his clean and youthful aura, he didn't look gaudy; on the contrary, he was cute.

Sweet: "......"

Seeing this scene, Tiantian not only looked puzzled, but also had doubts in her heart.

Why does this little boy look so much like a little girl?

"Donut, you're confused again..."

The young man's expression seemed a bit tangled, but his eyes were staring at her sincerely; when the boy opened his mouth, his clear voice instantly wiped away the vague femininity just now.

"I... this is a curse pattern, not a tattoo... and I am... a thorn, a dog curly thorn."

Thorn pointed to the two symmetrical "wrinkles" around his mouth, looked at Tiantian seriously; and introduced himself to her.

"Oh..."

Tian Tian narrowed her eyes thoughtfully.

"...The surname is Dog... Your surname... is quite rare, and it has caught up with the intangible cultural heritage; anyone who can fight with you is probably the one who died in the neighborhood next door. "

Tiantian lay comfortably on the pillow, without any doubts, weirdness or uneasiness about her current situation; instead, she felt that her heart was unusually calm, unexpectedly peaceful.

She even chatted with this boy named Goujiji with great interest.

"Did you know? Their family gave birth to a son in June last year. I heard from the gatekeeper that his child's name is Dead Mida."

As soon as the words were finished, Tiantian stretched out her hand from under the quilt, and Xuxu pointed at the sky; her voice was a little dissatisfied.

"If you want me to say, the old dead family is really dishonest, and things like names can't be messed up; you said that your surname is not good in the first place, and you have to pay more attention to Fengshui and horoscope when naming children. What is the whole Smecta? This Isn’t it irresponsible for your own children, this doesn’t pay attention to what our ancestors passed down.”

"...donut, what the hell are you talking about?"

Gou Juanji stared at Tian Tian who was lying on the bed gesticulating carelessly, reached out and grabbed her exposed arm, and gently put it back under the quilt.

"By the way... is there really someone who would die with a surname?...And, my surname is Goujuan, not Dog."

The boy smiled helplessly, and gently patted the quilt on her body as if to lull her to sleep.

"........"

Tiantian heard the words, frowned and looked at Goujuan, with a weird look on her face.

"...surname Goujuan? Are you Chinese?"

How can there be a Gou Juan in this country?

Dog Curly Thorn: "......"

Well, this question is on point.

"...I'm Japanese..."

The boy replied innocently.

Sweet: "...."

Her dark blue eyeballs rolled around in their sockets, as if she was thinking about something.

"Oh...the Japanese...then it's not surprising."

It is said that there are people with the surname [my grandson] in Japan.

Tiantian seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but then, as if she had discovered some blind spot, she turned her head and frowned at the dog curly thorn.

"Japanese? Then you can speak Chinese; how long have you been in China?"

Her voice was full of heartfelt admiration.

Dog Curly Thorn: "......"

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感谢在2021-04-05?18:29:30~2021-04-06?19:24:06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 who threw the grenade: Lanshan, Dvignana? 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 2 pieces for depression; 1 piece for silver two or three two;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：lion?132瓶；鬼白?122瓶；云雀莹?40瓶；孤独的向日葵?25瓶；37054297、亢龙有悔、深渊觉醒者、（─__─）、库洛洛的老婆、小叶子?10瓶；classis?9瓶；绵绵羊?5瓶；遗忘篞、50829836、肉袋鼠、哈尼哈尼后?1瓶；

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