There is a period in the dream

In my dream that night, it rained again.

This dream has been clear for many days, and Meng Heyu almost forgot that it was going to rain here.There was a rumbling thunder, which scared Meng Heyu back to his senses.

Everything returned to the original appearance, the heavy rain poured down, and everything was in a bad shape.

The flowers and plants in the courtyard were all hidden in the dark night, and the pure white jasmine was knocked down by the bean-sized raindrops, sinking into the muddy water helplessly, leaving branches and leaves all over the place.

The courtyard door, which was usually wide open, was now tightly closed. Meng Heyu stretched out his hand and pushed it, but the door remained motionless.

Had to climb the tree again.

Trembling, Meng Heyu climbed into the Zhong family mansion.The rain was so cold it almost turned to frost.And Meng Heyu's hands were covered with blood, rubbed against the bark, and there were fine and dense bloodstains all over them.

He called Zhong Chengming's name, but there was no answer.

So I searched room by room, and finally found someone in the study.Zhong Chengming still looked like an adult, leaning against the window, thinking about the sudden heavy rain.

The moment his eyes touched Zhong Chengming's back, Meng Heyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The world in the dream is ever-changing, at least Zhong Chengming will never change.It is easy for people to grow attachments to things that do not change.

"Zhong Chengming," he stepped forward and asked, "Are you unhappy?"

Zhong Chengming turned his head and saw that Meng Heyu was soaked, and couldn't help frowning.

Meng Heyu was still worried about his situation: "Can I help you?"

"Have you forgotten?" Zhong Chengming asked, "We all have no memory of what happened in the real world."

Meng Heyu was taken aback for a moment, he had indeed forgotten.

He has become accustomed to regard Zhong Chengming as a definite existence, and every night he has a dream, but he forgets that what he is to the other party, and what the other party is to himself, are just afterimages in the dream, and the two are forgotten after waking up.

They may have met each other in real life, but neither of them knew the other.

Meng Heyu finally tasted a bit of bitterness. He scratched his head and whispered: "Yes, we don't remember what happened after waking up, but you must be in a bad mood, right? Look, this weather."

As if to respond to Meng Heyu's words, a bolt of lightning flashed across, illuminating half of the sky in an instant, and illuminating the ups and downs of the distant mountains.

Zhong Chengming saw Meng Heyu's eyes light up along with that bolt of lightning.

Then there was a muffled thunder that shook the sky.

"Do you want to eat something?" Meng Heyu comforted him, the first sentence must be this.

Zhong Chengming didn't know why at this time, and blurted out a sarcasm towards Meng Heyu: "You want to eat it? Don't pretend to care about people like this."

As soon as the words came out, both of them were stunned.

Meng Heyu couldn't believe it.In his eyes, Zhong Chengming is indeed difficult to approach, but it is not completely impossible to approach.At most, he was a little cold, but his nature was still good, so why did he suddenly spit out such vicious words.

And Zhong Chengming was more surprised than him, although this surprise was not revealed in his expression.

Why did he say such things to Meng Heyu?Meng Heyu loves to eat, and when asking people, he always asks about food and clothing first, which is in line with his personality. Why do I question his sincerity.

After the unbelievable look on Meng Heyu's face, there was a hurt look.

"Zhong Chengming," his tone was sluggish, "what are you talking about? I just think you might be happy if you eat something. I didn't pretend to care about you. You are my good friend."

The word "good friend" is Zhong Chengming's silence. This is the first time Meng Heyu has defined their relationship.

What exactly happened to him in reality, and why did he want to speculate on his motives just by looking at Meng Heyu's eyes.

Zhong Chengming felt that he needed to be alone, so he suggested to Meng Heyu in the same way: "Go take a bath first."

Unexpectedly, Meng Heyu didn't move, and a rare stubbornness appeared in his eyes.Zhong Chengming's sentence really hurt him, and he was waiting for Zhong Chengming's explanation.

He is easy to coax, as long as Zhong Chengming is willing to explain, even if he just perfunctorily says that he is in a bad mood, he will calm down.

But Zhong Chengming didn't.

Seeing that Meng Heyu didn't leave, he walked by himself, brushing Meng Heyu's shoulder.

Meng Heyu panicked, and suddenly grabbed Zhong Chengming's arm.

This was the first physical contact between them. Zhong Chengming lowered his eyes slightly to see Meng Heyu's fair and slender fingers touching his wheat-colored skin.

Only then did Meng Heyu realize that it was not right to hold someone like this, and let go of his hand in a panic, saying incoherently: "I, this house is just the two of us, I don't know what to do when you leave..."

Meng Heyu had already let go, but Zhong Chengming still looked at where he was pulling him.

physical contact.

One of the things he hates the most is skin to skin, the warmth of each other, and the blood rushing under the skin.

But his first physical contact with Meng Heyu did not bring him any discomfort.

Of course, there was also a strange feeling like an electric current, running away from the piece of skin that was in contact, but Zhong Chengming didn't feel panicked, and then reflexively shook off Meng Heyu's hand.

Whether it is because this is his dream, he has absolute control over everything, and even the weather changes according to his mood.

It was also because of the fusion of their senses in the dream, Meng Heyu's perception of food was integrated into Zhong Chengming's taste, and Zhong Chengming's aversion to physical contact was also weakened by Meng Heyu.

Zhong Chengming couldn't find the reason. In the dream, everything was unexpected. Many shackles that fettered Zhong Chengming were removed. He could look directly at Meng Heyu and touch Meng Heyu.

This is a dream, a dream that cannot be explained by common sense.

Zhong Chengming stretched out his fingertips and lightly touched the back of Meng Heyu's hand, without any discomfort.

He spread his five fingers, took Meng Heyu's hand, turned his palm up, and asked word by word: "Why is there blood?"

"I climbed a tree to get in." Meng Heyu whispered.

Zhong Chengming sighed, everything in this dream was very realistic, even if he climbed a tree, his palms would be scratched, bloody and painful.

"Let's deal with it first, you sit down." Zhong Chengming said.

Even if it is a wound in a dream, it cannot be left alone. The detailed look is indeed shocking. Meng Heyu must have climbed halfway and almost slipped down. He pulled out so many scars on the palm of his hand by pulling the tree trunk hard .

They are all men, so there is no need to feel sorry for them, but facing this wound, Zhong Chengming still has some indescribable feelings.

Meng Heyu sat at the table, waiting for Zhong Chengming to bring alcohol and gauze.

There was only one chair, and it was for Meng Heyu. Zhong Chengming stood and bent over, and gently treated Meng Heyu's wound.

The chandelier on the ceiling was behind Zhong Chengming, and when he bent over, he cast a shadow forward, trapping Meng Heyu in it.

All the perceptions in the dream were real, and Meng Heyu could smell Zhong Chengming's body, a healthy male scent.

The indescribable smell was not the kind of flamboyant fragrance, but it smelled very good. As Zhong Chengming's shadow shrouded it, Meng Heyu's heart jumped for no reason.

Meng Heyu is easy to coax, mainly because of his poor memory, as long as Zhong Chengming treats his wound so gently once, he will forget Zhong Chengming's sarcasm just now.

What's more, after Zhong Chengming wrapped his palm with gauze, he took the initiative to explain to him: "I seem to have been deceived."

The dream is magical, all the shackles that fetter Zhong Chengming are removed, and he can even open his heart to Meng Heyu.

Zhong Chengming thought, it was actually because of safety.

He knew that this was a dream, and a dream was a dream after all, and would not pose any threat to real life.He doesn't need to activate any self-protection mechanism, and he doesn't need to avoid contact with others as much as possible.

"Cheated?" Meng Heyu asked in surprise, "Is it in reality?"

Zhong Chengming said: "I thought he was very simple, but in fact he is the most complicated."

This sentence itself is very complicated, Meng Heyu didn't understand, he just said angrily: "Then don't associate with him! Friends who will deceive you, don't do it!"

Zhong Chengming looked into Meng Heyu's eyes, thinking that this man had all his emotions written on his face, it was clearly an afterimage in a dream, but it was more real than anyone else.

"Meng Heyu," Zhong Chengming asked suddenly, "are you a real person?"

"Of course! As I said, I accidentally broke into your dream."

"But is this possible? I have tried hypnotherapy, and it is difficult for even a professionally trained hypnotist to enter my consciousness. How did you get in?"

If Meng Heyu knew the answer to this core question, the matter would have been resolved long ago: "I don't know! Why on earth am I trapped in your dream?"

"I still think that you are a product of my imagination, otherwise all this cannot be explained by science. I have recently read a lot of authoritative works on dreams, and there is no literature on two people having a lucid dream together since ancient times."

After going around and coming back here, Zhong Chengming was righteous, and Meng Heyu himself began to doubt his own existence: "Could it be that I really...is really something you imagined?"

"That's the best explanation."

Because it was imagined by Zhong Chengming himself, Meng Heyu's appearance is in line with his wishes, and it also makes him feel safe and free from precautions.

Who would mind meeting the eyes and making physical contact with the personality he created.

"The human brain has infinite possibilities. Before I knew it, the brain created you somewhere without authorization. This is completely feasible," Zhong Chengming continued to support his statement, "otherwise there would be no split personality in the world. disease."

Meng Heyu was already dizzy from the heavy rain, but when Zhong Chengming said it so convincingly, he lost all confidence: "No way..."

"I always think that the inability of a hypnotist to enter my consciousness is the most powerful explanation."

Even a professional hypnotist can't do anything, Meng Heyu is so stupid, how can he get into his dream every night.

After Zhong Chengming said this, he entered the bathroom, took back the towel and covered Meng Heyu's head, and wiped his hair.

Meng Heyu was still thinking about whether he really existed, but when he came back to his senses, his eyes were completely blank.When Zhong Chengming wiped his hair, he was not as gentle as when he was treating a wound. He let go of his hands and rubbed his hair, which made Meng Heyu shake his head.

"Maybe..." Meng Heyu was dizzy, "I'm really what you imagined."

It must be like this, Zhong Chengming thought.

It must be like this, Meng Heyu will never deceive him.

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Sneering at his wife's hypocrisy in his mouth, seeing his wife's wounds and being so soft-hearted, alas, man.

(Because Brother Zhong has a strong sense of consciousness, so now Xiaomeng is mainly a guest in Brother Zhong's dream, and Brother Zhong will also go to Xiaomeng's dream in the future, and Xiaomeng will be able to remember some details about Brother Zhong by then)