There is a period in the dream

That night, Meng Heyu saw flowers blooming in Zhong’s courtyard. The ups and downs in the real world have nothing to do with this peaceful mansion. Zhong Chengming sat in the shade of a tree with a book on his knees, and saw Meng He Yu only greeted lightly: "You are here."

At first their ages in the dream were unpredictable, sometimes they were young children and sometimes adults, but now the dream has stabilized, and their ages have also stabilized in their own state.

24-year-old Meng Heyu walked towards 28-year-old Zhong Chengming and called him by first and last name: "Zhong Chengming."

He sat down beside him and asked, "What book are you reading?"

Freud's The Interpretation of Dreams.

Meng Heyu came over to see it, Zhong Chengming let him go, he couldn't understand anyway.

As expected, Meng Heyu lived up to his expectations. After reading two lines, he was distracted and turned to look at the flowers in the yard. They were blooming among the green leaves, as white as snow, and the air was full of clear flowers. Sweet floral scent.

"Is it Jasmine?" Meng Heyu asked.

"Yes." Zhong Chengming replied while reading.

Meng Heyu only asked this question, and didn't bother Zhong Chengming any more. He rolled under the sun, picked a piece of grass and put it in his mouth, and closed his eyes comfortably to bask in the sun.

After an unknown period of time, Zhong Chengming looked up again, and there was a butterfly in Meng Heyu's thick black hair.

The first thing Meng Heyu did after waking up the next day was to watch the local news. Seeing that the typhoon had stopped, his face immediately glowed.

He first pulled up the iron gate of the balcony, and the sky outside was bright and clear, a boundless sky, and there were still a few clouds left, so the sun was not bright, but the rain finally stopped.

It was really a stormy day yesterday. The embankment was built two meters high, but it couldn't stop the rising sea water. The coastline was pulled forward by dozens of meters, overflowing the entire pedestrian path.

The air after the rain is already fresh, and the air after the storm is even more so. Every corner has been replaced with fresh oxygen. Standing on the balcony, Meng Heyu took a deep breath, feeling that both lungs were filled. After the cold, this cold flowed to the whole body along with the beating of the lung lobes, making him awake from the inside out.

Tianhaihe is worthy of being a luxury house, and the construction of flood control and flood prevention is very good, so even if it is close to the sea, there is no flooding.

It's just that other places are not satisfactory. Meng Heyu received news from the work group that a large piece of the glass in the bar was blown to pieces, and it will take another two days of vacation depending on the situation.

Meng Heyu planned to walk around first to see which stores were still open.His family was as devastated as a famine, and food was the key to survival during the two-day holiday.

When he was going out, he ran into Zhong Chengming. He was dressed in casual clothes, only a T-shirt and jeans, and he looked younger by more than five years.

In fact, Zhong Chengming was also dressed very lightly last night, but Meng Heyu couldn’t feel that atmosphere in the dark. Looking at each other in the broad daylight, Zhong Chengming, who didn’t wear a shirt and tie, really looked like a college student, and he had to be a college student. The grass-level kind.

Zhong Chengming put on his black-rimmed glasses, and only nodded to Meng Heyu, as a greeting.On Meng Heyu's side, he laughed at every word, "Good morning, Brother Zhong, thank you so much last night, where are you going, Brother Zhong?".

"Buy something." Zhong Chengming replied.

"What a coincidence!" Meng Heyu said excitedly, "Me too, I went out to buy food, and I was starving to death."

Before the power supply was restored, two people went down the stairs. The stairway was a bit narrow, allowing only one person to pass through. Zhong Chengming followed behind Meng Heyu.

Meng Heyu, who had just woken up, had messy hair, Zhong Chengming stepped two steps higher than him, looked down at his disheveled hair, and suddenly felt an urge to straighten his hair.

When he realized what he was thinking, Zhong Chengming couldn't help being startled, how could he want to have physical contact with others.

It must be because Meng Heyu's hair is too messy, and Zhong Chengming has a cleanliness addiction and a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder. He even refuses to put the bread he has eaten on the dining table like this, and has to put it in the cupboard.The table can only be empty and nothing can be placed on it.

In order to avoid Zhong Chengming's embarrassment, Meng Heyu didn't have anything to talk to, but just hummed a song softly, a song that Zhong Chengming had never heard.Zhong Chengming doesn't listen to songs.

Probably because the voice was well protected during the voice-changing period. Meng Heyu's voice is a typical teenager's voice, just right and smooth, the higher part is too sharp, and the lower part is too rough. This is the best and most rare.

The stairwell is relatively narrow, and the sound will sway as soon as it exits, with an ethereal effect.

For people who are used to taking elevators, five flights of stairs are too many, but Zhong Chengming listened to Meng Heyu humming the unknown tune, and went downstairs without knowing it.

When Meng Heyu suddenly stopped singing, Zhong Chengming actually felt a trace of involuntary sadness in his heart.

"Where does Brother Zhong go shopping?" Meng Heyu turned his head and asked.

"There is a convenience store two streets away," Zhong Chengming replied, "It opened on the second day of the typhoon last year. I don't know if it is this year."

Meng Heyu's face lit up with joy: "Then Brother Zhong, can I go with you?"

Zhong Chengming had already given too many exceptions to Meng Heyu, and this time was not bad.

"As you wish." Zhong Chengming said.

The convenience store was indeed open tenaciously, and Meng Heyu was overjoyed, almost ignoring the puddles all over the place and rushing straight up.

Fortunately, Brother Zhong was still around, Meng Heyu was able to control himself, and obediently followed Zhong Chengming into the convenience store, and then the two bought their own things and parted ways temporarily.

The first thing Zhong Chengming bought was a flashlight, and the first thing Meng Heyu bought was a cheesecake.

The convenience store is not big, and you can meet in two steps.Zhong Chengming looked at Meng Heyu's two big bags of snacks, and set a new upper limit for how delicious this person was.

After waiting in line at the checkout counter, he was still in line behind Meng Heyu, staring at his two bulging bags of snacks. It was not his responsibility, but he still couldn't help reminding: "Did you buy the flashlight?"

"I bought it!" Meng Heyu turned around and smiled at him, "I ate too much, so I hid it—by the way, does Brother Zhong know any restaurants that are still open? I really want to eat some hot food .”

Eat, eat, know to eat.

Zhong Chengming said helplessly: "Our area is cut off, maybe if you go a little further."

Meng Heyu said hello!Eyes are gone.Zhong Chengming had no choice but to emphasize to him: "I just said there might be."

"Maybe it's all good!" Meng Heyu was full of hope.

Zhong Chengming only bought a flashlight and a small amount of dry food, which was very light to carry in one hand, while Meng Heyu carried two full bags of food, which were not heavy, but they were unavoidably clumsy when walking.

Zhong Chengming didn't offer to help at first, but he couldn't see it later, so he stopped in the stairwell and asked Meng Heyu to hand him a bag.Meng Heyu didn't care much and said no, very lightly, Zhong Chengming just looked at him motionless, looked at Meng Heyu and gave Zhong Chengming a bag.

After hearing Meng Heyu's singing, Zhong Chengming knew how beautiful and precious his voice was.

At this time, "Brother Zhong", the shout became very soft in the ear.

What's more, Meng Heyu continued: "How can you be so good?"

Zhong Chengming thought, in fact, he would ask Meng Heyu to carry the bag for him, maybe it was because he knew Meng Heyu would say such things.

Did he actually just want to hear Meng Heyu praise him?

After returning home, there was good news. After several hours of emergency repairs, the power supply had been disconnected. Meng and Yu jumped three feet high, cheering that they can play games as much as they want during the two-day holiday.

Of course, he still remembered the hot food. After returning home and setting up all kinds of food, he went out without stopping. He didn't feel tired running up and down five floors.

Before he left, he asked Brother Zhong if he wanted to eat. Of course Zhong Chengming would not eat, but he hesitated for three seconds before giving the answer he should have blurted out.

After Meng Heyu left, Zhong Chengming couldn't help wondering what was wrong with him.

It was just a power outage, and Meng Heyu was taken in for a few hours. How could such a shallow friendship change his social life? Although it was a very slight change, it was enough to become a dangerous omen.

After all, he could no longer classify Meng Heyu as a stranger.

The university announced that all faculty and staff will stay at home for three days. Zhong Chengming is very satisfied with this arrangement. Compared with physical meetings, Zhong Chengming prefers online meetings without human contact.

Before the clouds had cleared, not long after Meng Heyu left, thin strands of rain began to drift outside.

Zhong Chengming, while participating in the online symposium, looked at the misty rain outside the glass window, and worried about the occasion but not the time—did Meng Heyu bring an umbrella when he went out?

The sound of "Professor Zhong" in the earphones reminded him to regain his senses, and he coughed lightly. Even though he was distracted from thinking about Meng Heyu just now, he still received a question from his classmate: "Your idea is very good, but it is not realistic..."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Zhong Chengming's worry was getting heavier and heavier, so heavy that it hung heavily in his heart, and he couldn't help it.

When the meeting was over, Zhong Chengming accidentally picked up the phone, clicked on the profile picture of Meng Heyu, and hung his fingertips on the keyboard. He had already opened the conversation, and suddenly he didn't know what to say.

Did he bring an umbrella?

Tell him to come back when the rain stops without an umbrella?

Or……

Zhong Chengming looked out the window again, and said, let him stay in the restaurant and he will pick him up now.

...here's what to do.

As soon as Zhong Chengming noticed his thoughts, he immediately locked the screen, and Meng Heyu's profile picture holding a Coke was hidden.

To say that the help he had done to Meng Heyu before was nothing more than neighborly assistance, but going out to pick him up because he was worried that he didn't have an umbrella was obviously beyond the scope of this.

Zhong Chengming, he asked himself, what are you doing?

Before he could find an answer, the doorbell rang suddenly.

There was only one person who would ring his bell.

Zhong Chengming's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, hitting his chest with every blow.He stood up from the desk and hurried to open the door.

As expected, it was Meng Heyu.

Standing in front of the door, wet from head to toe, wisps of ink-like black hair stuck to the forehead and side of the face, water dripping down from the whole body.

But his smile was still the same as before, as if nothing had happened: "Brother Zhong!"

Meng Heyu's arm moved, and Zhong Chengming noticed that Meng Heyu had been protecting the box in his arms.

"This fried noodles is so delicious!" He held it up to Zhong Chengming's eyes, "I ran all the way back, Brother Zhong, try it while it's hot!"

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Stupid Xiao Meng teases without knowing it.

Brother Zhong has a long way to go in chasing his wife, let's work hard! (shoulder clap)