I rolled over after parallel worlds merged

"I told you I don't know, let go! You hurt me!" Xia Xijin shouted with her eyes tightly closed.

But the rough treatment in his imagination did not become a reality, and the gradually restless whispers around him also suddenly disappeared, and the room instantly became quiet.

Xia Xijin was inevitably a little confused when she was nervous, but in the next second, the young man's gentle voice sounded from not far away:

"elder brother……?"

"what happened to you?"

Intimate appellation, concerned tone.

I woke up?

Xia Xijin thought to herself.

He opened his eyes abruptly, only to see that the warm-colored floor lamp in the living room was emitting a soft halo in the corner, and the late spring night breeze came in from the window without any chill, and the white gauze curtain was blown shaken, catching Several small crystals falling on the dream net collided with each other, making a "ding ding lang lang" sound.

The warm and comfortable environment gradually calmed down Xia Xijin's rapid breathing. These things full of life were brought back by him and his children little by little during this period of time.

He couldn't be more familiar with it.

The TV was broadcasting the news, but no sound could be heard, and Xiao Xia, who was still in shock, stared at the lit screen a little dazedly.

Two bowls of sundaes sprinkled with icing sugar and nuts were gently placed on the glass coffee table. Someone picked up the fluffy little kitten on the bottom of Xia Xijin's feet, found the remote control that was pressed by it, and canceled the silent mode:

"Seeing that you are asleep, I'm afraid I'll wake you up." Bei Lu said with his beautiful eyes bent, and then handed Boss Xia to Xia Xijin's arms with one hand, "What's wrong, brother? I'm having a nightmare again." Is it?"

Gradually regaining consciousness, Xia Xijin felt inexplicably complicated when she saw the face of her child who was exactly the same as that strange man in the dream.

Probably because he noticed that his mood seemed a little unstable, Hokuriku didn't continue to ask, but just smiled faintly, letting Xia Xijin stare at him.

It's obviously the same face, but no matter how you put it on this person at home, it will always make people feel happy involuntarily, while that Professor Bei in the dream looks crazy when he uses it... Xia Xijin slandered.

"Meow~"

In the subtle but not embarrassing silence between the two, the neglected Boss Xia expressed his dissatisfaction, quickly squeezed his throat and raised his voice, and then kicked hard on the stomach of the still not sober old father with his hind legs kicked.

Amid Xia Xijin's wailing, the unfilial son who had finished the revenge process shook his head, jumped off the sofa coherently and ran to the restaurant to eat cans.

"I'll go!" Worried father Xiaoxia snorted, the fear that had spread from the dream to reality was completely dissipated.

Looking at this scene, Little Beilu laughed lightly. He stretched out his hand and stuffed the porcelain bowl to the other party: "Hurry up, the ice cream is about to melt."

Xia Xijin shivered in gratitude for the cold touch of his palm, and he quickly thanked him for taking it.

Although it was still a little awkward, but as a steady adult, it was impossible for him to take the mess of his dream on the child.

Besides, the dream is the projection of the client's subconscious mind. He imagined the obedient and obedient baby as a potential criminal suspect with uncertain weather, which does not sound very reasonable.

"How long have I been asleep?" Xiao Xia asked with a guilty conscience.

Hokuriku thought for a while: "It seems to be more than half an hour."

"After washing the dishes, I saw you lying on the sofa. I thought you might be tired from the serialization period of your latest work, so I didn't want to call you."

"I made mulled wine. You can drink a glass of mulled wine after you take a shower. It should help you sleep better."

Listening to the child's concern for himself between the lines, Xia Xijin immediately stripped the two Northlands in and out of the dream, but the eccentric aftertaste still remained. He scooped up a large spoonful of ice cream and swallowed it in one gulp, muttering with flat mouth : "I don't want to sleep again in my life."

The grievance and resentment in Xia Xijin's tone were almost overflowing, and Beilu could feel it naturally, and he frowned slightly: "I'll accompany you to the hospital for a check-up on weekends, nightmares always affect your mental state too much."

Xiao Xia nodded: "I'll ask my colleagues when I go to work tomorrow to see which company I should call."

Bei Lu has been living with him for a while, and Xia Xijin will take the initiative to chat with him about the plot when encountering bottlenecks in his creation. After going back and forth, Bei Lu naturally knows that the inspiration for his comics comes from a recent nightmare.

The dream catcher hanging in front of the window was given by the other party, and since that day, Xia Xijin has never had any strange dreams again.

It's a pity that it seems that this thing is probably time-sensitive.

Xia Xijin bit the porcelain spoon, and fell down on Beilu's lap without love: "Oh, I'm so annoying!"

He has always been a character who likes to be coquettish with those close to him. When he was a child, he was spoiled by his elders at home. When he grew up, he was in school. With his pleasing appearance and good grades, he was able to get a lot of preferential treatment.

Although the career line of the little unlucky guy is not very smooth, the squeamish habits developed over the years are not easy to change.

In addition, Bei Lu took care of him meticulously, so Xia Xijin's mature and caring big brother persisted for less than a week, and under the gentle offensive of the cheap brother "good wife", he completely Declare failure.

Xiaoxia, who was lying flat and enjoying herself, was chewing the pineapple that Hokuriku fed into her mouth, while receiving the other party's skillful head massage. She was as comfortable as a person who "got angry at work, went home to seek superiority with his wife, and showed off his power" Middle-aged uncle.

"But it's not completely fruitless." Xia Xijin squinted her eyes comfortably and muttered, "I decided to add a crazy villain to my comic."

Bei Lu raised his eyebrows, and asked with interest: "Oh? Is it the person who bullied you in the dream just now?"

Xiao Xia: "Almost."

"But it's really strange. The person who strangled my neck in the dream looks exactly like you." Xia Xijin opened his eyes and looked at Bei Lu who was looking down at him. He tilted his head and had peach blossom eyes Smiling into a gap, he tapped the bridge of the other's nose with the tip of his index finger, "It doesn't look like this."

"He doesn't have this little red mole."

Xia Xijin, who was joking with the children, hooked the corners of her lips, and continued to use the way of tracing the other person's eyebrows to find the difference on Beilu's soft skin: "His expression is also colder than yours."

Hokuriku was very cooperative with the floor and put on a straight face: "How about this?"

"It's much better." Xia Xijin laughed: "But he's even more fierce, just that kind of wild feeling, dragging, a little crazy."

"I plan to use him as the prototype to draw a big villain. He is usually a pious university professor, and in private he is the mastermind of a large anti-social organization." Xia Xijin made a precise summary of the image of the man in the dream, and said Satisfied asking for advice from one's own children, "What do you think?"

I don't know why, after hearing this, Bei Lu's originally relaxed expression froze inexplicably, and a trace of complicated emotions flashed briefly in his eyes.

Xia Xijin thought that she was going to use the "image of the other party in the dream" to make the other party unhappy by making such a thoughtless speech, so she immediately added: "I will also arrange a tragic life experience for him, and a complicated and embarrassing life experience for him." The motives that people pity, draw him super handsome and charming! How about it?"

"If you are unhappy, I promise not to draw!"

After a few seconds of silence, Bei Lu returned to normal, he smiled and shook his head: "It's okay."

"However, brother." While arranging Xia Xijin's messy hair, Bei Lu casually asked, "Is it almost time for you to submit the manuscript again?"

Xiao Xia, who had a deep psychological shadow on these three words, was suddenly stunned, and frantically recalled the date in her mind: "No way..."

"Sister Luoluo said that she will be promoting on channels this week, so she urged me to give her the finished manuscript the day before yesterday."

"what happened?"

Bei Luo let out an "Oh" and said lightly: "Then you'd better call her back as soon as possible, because I should be looking for you for other things."

Xiao Xia:?

What?

Seeing Xia Xijin's blank expression, Bei Lu stuffed the cell phone he had thrown aside and put it back into his hand: "For fear of affecting your rest, I muted it together with the TV."

She fell into endless silence with the thirteen missed calls on the screen.

Thank you for your concern, I really appreciate you.

He slapped the bastard child on the back of the head, bounced off the opponent's leg, and jumped from the sofa to the balcony in three or five steps.

Amidst Hokuriku's hearty and crisp laughter, Xiao Xia dialed the editor's number with a little fear in her exasperation.

"Why don't you answer the phone? I'm so anxious!" The woman's reprimand came from the receiver.

Xia Xijin immediately started to make up without changing his face: "I was wrong, Sister Luoluo! I was just drawing the plot of the next issue, I didn't hear it, I'm really sorry."

"Oh, that's understandable." The immediate boss said magnanimously.

DDL is the primary productive force, and Xiao Xia, who is bound to start work ahead of schedule, is not guilty: "What happened?"

It was only then that Luo Zang let out an "ouch" as if remembering his real purpose: "Look at my memory!"

"Don't be nervous, it's a good thing!" Speaking of this, Luo Chen's voice was raised half a point, and the excitement in his tone was too lazy to hide: "Congratulations, Xiao Xia."

"You seem to be on fire at last!"