don't open your eyes [unlimited]

Zhuang Di was sensitive to the warm liquid dripping down.

Different from the previous restraint, those transparent saline solutions surged out and rushed to fall on his face, like a sudden warm tropical shower.

Zhuang Die was a little worried, subconsciously retreated and opened his eyes: "Team..."

The hand propped by his side reached out, firmly covering his eyes.

The other hand stubbornly circled him back to the familiar temperature and heartbeat, and he was hugged vigorously, filling him into the arms that were just a few feet away.

Zhuang Die stopped his movements cooperatively.

He closed his eyes in Ling Su's palm, and embraced the tense shoulders and arms in front of him.

Zhuang Die groped and raised his head to find a spot, tried to touch it, Ling Su's lightly trembling eyelashes swept across his lips, the liquid seemed to be more bitter and salty than what he had tasted in his dream.

This is not surprising at all, Zhuang Die thought.

According to the knowledge points taught to him by the captain, these tears will take away the adrenal corticotropic hormone that responds to stress, and can also relieve pain-he hopes that these tears will be more bitter and salty, so that all the pressure in the past can be discharged, Heal those old wounds that nearly sear the consciousness.

Zhuang Die hadn't found the experience yet, he groped hard and kissed those cold tears one by one, put his hand on the back of Ling Su's head, and rubbed it gently.

Ling Su didn't make any sound.

He pulled off the quilt, hid the two of them in a quiet private space, wrapped one hand around Zhuang Die's shoulders, and the kisses that fell were as fine as those raindrops.

Probably because this small dark and warm space is really comfortable, and it must be because those kisses were so gentle, Zhuang Die was so comfortable that he couldn't help but sighed softly.

Ling Su paused, and after a few seconds, he tried to move back slightly.

It is said to "retreat back", but in fact it is only a few centimeters away at most.

Zhuang Die grabbed Ling Su's arm in time, opened his eyes, and looked at Ling Su seriously with a little curiosity.

"Captain." Zhuang Die found that Ling Su was always supporting his body with his arms, so that he could get as close to him as possible without pressing him down—but this state still seemed a bit unsatisfactory.

After thinking about it carefully, Zhuang Die still dragged the other party to lie down on his side, groped for the arm that Ling Su used to support his body, dragged it over and hugged him in his arms.

This is more comfortable than before. Their foreheads touched their foreheads, and they could feel the lingering warm air.

Zhuang Die didn't sigh this time, he held Ling Su's hand: "Captain, can't you read minds?"

"Huh?" Ling Su seemed to be still in a daze, he was stunned for a moment, and then realized what the little curly hair was asking, "It's not that sci-fi... It's a reasonable guess based on sight, expression, movement and other details. Plus a little tone that is enough to cheat out what's on your mind."

"Strictly speaking, it is still a scientific method based on statistics and big data...so there is a certain probability that it is not accurate."

Ling Su smiled, and he guessed what Zhuang Die was going to ask: "I know that such a short and soft sigh usually means that you are very comfortable, relaxed, and in a very good mood."

He rubbed the little curly hair gently, and met the pair of eyes that were as bright even if they were hidden under the quilt: "I'm just...too nervous."

Because I was too nervous, even if there was only a little chance of guessing wrong, I didn't dare to just try my luck and ignore it casually.

It has nothing to do with trust or distrust.It's just that everything is so perfect, he rarely has such a lucky moment, so he is not used to it...

"I will correct it." Ling Su promised earnestly, "In the future——"

Zhuang Die also understood what he meant: "Captain, I will tell you immediately what's on my mind from now on."

Ling Su was slightly taken aback.

"I'll always tell you the truth, so just tell you everything."

Zhuang Die quickly thought of a good solution, and immediately put the solved problems behind him.

He skillfully moved into Ling Su's arms, yawned and closed his eyes.

...After Ling Su woke up, within half a minute, Zhuang Die actually woke up too.

It's just because he was so tired in the dream that he didn't have the strength to move.After a little bit of relief, I just heard the captain telling the deputy captain about his heroic deeds that were almost supernatural.

Zhuang Die felt happy and a little hot when he heard it, and accidentally wrapped himself in the quilt and made a stuffed swiss roll... When he came back to his senses, the captain was already sitting on the side of the bed, and lightly tapped on his palm. Lightly circled.

Zhuang Die buried his face in Ling Su's warm neck, fully reported his mental journey, and finally concluded: "Captain, I am tired and comfortable now."

He thought about it carefully: "The kind of comfort that I walked a long way, saw a lot of things, and accomplished a lot... I took a hot shower when I got home, and I didn't want to move when I lay on the bed."

Because it was two people lying on the bed together, even tiredness became extra fulfilling.

"Captain." Zhuang Die said, "At this time you should—"

The soft and warm kiss has fallen again.

Ling Su stretched out his arms to hug him, shaking him gently back and forth with strength.He couldn't help chuckling, lowered his gaze and sighed lowly: "I should... kiss my favorite person."

He said this very softly, but because the two of them were hiding under the quilt together, no matter how softly he said it, it was not difficult to hear clearly.

Ling Su squeezed Zhuang Die's face, and immediately the pinnae of his fingertips burned red and hot.

Zhuang Die seemed to like this sentence very much, and the little curly hair shook vigorously, and slammed into his arms with full force.

Ling Su was almost knocked off the bed, completely relieved of Zhuang Die's physical condition.

Perhaps this hidden worry that has been completely healed is indeed a certain light straw—this straw was thrown on a carriage named "Is such a perfect life mine?" Simply and neatly rolled all the way into the depths of the invisible mountain stream, and was instantly washed away without a trace by the rapids.

Nothing can bind him anymore.

Ling Su couldn't help stretching out his hand suddenly, to caress the itch of the little curly hair.

Zhuang Die was shocked by this strange itching sensation, he immediately rolled up and stood up, and imitated the soft flesh between Ling Su's ribs, and stretched out his hand to go back.

Ling Su held those two hands, and was rubbed against his neck by the little wool, he couldn't stop laughing.

He allowed himself to sink into a swooning comfort, dodging the vengeance of the quick-learned curly, and kissing his favorite person lightly and quickly.Those kisses lost their carefully positioned routes, and they randomly landed on Zhuang Die's temples, nose tip, cheeks and lips.

Zhuang Die could clearly remember his behavior without a small book, and returned without landing, and then suddenly kissed his ear, not to be outdone, making his ear burn too.

The two of them made a fuss without any rules, and they were so hot that they threw off the quilt at the same time and collapsed on the bed panting.

There was a thin layer of sweat on Zhuang Die's forehead, and his complexion was very good, which made his eyes shine brighter, and he stared at Ling Su with the corners of his mouth pursed.

Half of Ling Su's shoulders were pillowed by small curly hairs, and he also lay on his side on the bed, poking his fingertips into those soft curly hairs and rubbing them lightly.

For the next few minutes—or perhaps centuries—they just huddled together hand in hand, doing nothing.

That lazy sleepiness is like a warm tide, gently overflowing the boundary of consciousness.

"……team leader."

At the moment when his eyelids were about to sink completely, Zhuang Die suddenly remembered a very important event, and he woke up instantly from his drowsiness: "We slept for a week, is the movie still showing?"

Ling Su was stopped by Little Curly's serious question, and was stunned for a few seconds before sitting up suddenly: "That's right..."

Zhuang Die had already pulled out his phone, pressed the screen to turn on and poked it a few times quickly: "Today is the last day, and the box office of this movie is not very good, so there will be no more movies coming up."

Ling Su hit his palm with a fist.

He took the phone, grabbed two tickets in a hurry, and quickly made the next plan: "The movie will be in two hours. I will plan the route and steal you out."

"Is it okay?" The little curly hair on the top of Zhuang Die's head was already bristling with excitement, but he still tried his best to keep calm, "Captain, our physical strength may not be enough..."

Ling Su was confident: "It's okay."

He hugged the little curly who clearly spoke insincerely and had already raised his arms towards him, stripped him completely out of the quilt, put his arms around his shoulders and let Zhuang Die lean on the head of the bed, and got out of the bed quickly to get the clothes they had gone out with.

The nonsense just now helped him completely regain control of his body, Ling Su quickly tidied himself up, took a handful of cold water to wash his face, went back to the bed and helped Zhuang Die button the last few clothes.

He carefully tidied Zhuang Die's clothes and folded the collar of his shirt neatly: "Can you walk?"

Zhuang Die himself was not sure, and after half a second of deliberation, before he could answer, Ling Su had changed his mind, turned around and squatted on the edge of the hospital bed.

Zhuang Die's eyes lit up, and he fell from the head of the bed onto Ling Su's back without a teacher. He was firmly supported by those hands that had been prepared for a long time, and he gently lifted it up twice.

With the hot curly hair on his back, Ling Su slowed down and stood up: "Are you dizzy?"

Zhuang Die shook his head on his neck, hesitated for a moment, then nodded honestly: "A little bit."

"Close your eyes if you feel dizzy." Ling Su pressed his cheek, "Leave the rest to me."

Zhuang Die obediently closed his eyes, and folded his arms around Ling Su's shoulders.

Although it is very clear that at this time it is best to stay in the hospital honestly and take care of your body, and the captain looks very energetic, but in fact it is just the appearance of being able to raise your mind at any time after long-term training... But Teacher Xiaozhuang's keen radar can still It was detected that a child whose mental age may not be five years old at the moment was very happy, and was so happy that he was about to spin around on his back.

Zhuang Die feels that his mental age may soon drop to five years old.

He was really excited about the two of them sneaking out to watch a movie together, without even thinking about any consequences-they were going to sneak out of the hospital!

Zhuang Die has quickly gone through the movies he has watched and the games he has played in his mind. By the way, he has sorted out some secret agent experience that may not be useful. Just about to cooperate with the captain, Ling Su has already stretched out his hand and pulled him away. Door.

……

With Zhuang Die on his back, he calmly nodded to the chief executive and deputy captain Song who were stunned in the corridor.

"Instructor, we didn't hack the door, and we didn't eavesdrop."

The person in charge stood up straight reflexively, and subconsciously said, "And this door is too small, I can't see anything..."

Also squatting in the corridor, eavesdropping on the door for a long time, but still found nothing: "..."

"A thousand laps." Ling Su said, "Give me the video."

The person in charge murmured.

He seems to want to explain something, but his legs have already consciously moved away, leading him to turn around to find the nearest sleeping cabin.

Song Huaimin cleared his throat, "That's it, listen to me—"

After recovering from the inexplicable guilt, the always strict deputy captain suddenly realized that Ling Su had already walked to the stairs in a grand manner with Zhuang Die on his back.

"What are you two doing?!" Song Huaimin suddenly realized, "Stop for me, go back to the ward and lie down!"

Ling Su's steps became vigorous in an instant, and he quickly disappeared in front of his eyes with the little curly hair on his back three steps at a time.

Song Huaimin: "..."

Zhuang Die was also stunned for a long time during the smooth and smooth action process. He watched Ling Su go down the stairs confidently and walked out of the hospital openly, and waved for a taxi on the side of the road.

Until the car stopped in front of him, Zhuang Die was still a little unresponsive: "Captain...is it okay?"

"It's okay." Ling Su nodded, "The biggest hidden danger is that both of us may fall asleep on the road, nothing else."

He protected Zhuang Die's head, carefully put the little curly hair into the car first, and then sat in himself.

Ling Su actually has the ability to stay awake all the time - it's just that this state is not a small burden on the body.In order to be able to work and live healthily with Little Curly, he is actively correcting various mistakes, so he is not going to force himself to stay awake all the time.

Zhuang Die was slightly stunned. He quickly recalled all the details of the two leaving the hospital, and quickly came up with the most reasonable answer: "Someone is following us."

"Yes." Ling Su nodded, "To be precise, they are 'watching' me."

His tone was still lazy and indifferent, but the taxi they just boarded suddenly failed to start. The taxi driver in uniform stiffened unnaturally, and immediately lowered his head and frantically started to start again. fire.

Zhuang Die leaned in the back seat, Ling Su carefully fastened his seat belt, and looked back and forth curiously.

He didn't feel nervous, because he didn't detect the meaning of being often suppressed from the captain's tone.

This is a very interesting discovery - most of the time Ling Su just lazily does not act rightly, which is indeed the case in the eyes of most people... But Zhuang Die can feel very clearly that the captain at this time is a kind of spirit In a state of preparedness, there is no way to escape from any disturbance in the vicinity.

This is not a deliberately maintained state, Ling Su is used to this and doesn't find it difficult.

But just now... At least when he said that sentence, Ling Su seemed to be a little more relaxed than usual.

Zhuang Die immediately deduced the most likely conclusion: "Captain, are they afraid that you will run away?"

Ling Su put one hand behind his neck, pulled the corners of his mouth and nodded: "Yes... okay, don't cover your face, I can recognize you even from the back of your head."

The leader of the action team, who pretended to be a taxi driver, held the steering wheel and sat upright: "Instructor."

Ling Su agreed, and he relaxed his body and leaned back, hugging Zhuang Die who was close to him.

This way out, there have been people watching from the hiding place all the time, and I don't know if so many department heads ran out of the "cocoon" without authorization, whether it will cause some kind of confusion.

But not necessarily - after all, the third generation of cocoon has grown very well.Sooner or later, it will be able to function on its own even without a department head.

Ling Su gently pressed the center of his eyebrows, turned his gaze, and looked at the scenery flashing by the car window with Zhuang Die.

It was already dark, and Lin Lang's lights were turned on.People shuttled back and forth, some stopped and waited, some kept walking, and some gathered together to chat and laugh.

This is the world they are trying to hold on to.

Ordinary, ordinary, not exciting enough, not magnificent enough, but everyone has the power to hide in the quilt and have a dream.

"Actually, you don't have to stare at me." Ling Su said, "I won't disappear suddenly this time."

The person in charge of the action team held the steering wheel with both hands, looked ahead, and replied muffledly after a while: "It's hard to say."

They felt the same way before—then when they woke up, everyone had a certificate of qualification, a cocklebur medal, and a comprehensive criticism that was completely aimed at individuals with merciless ridicule... Facts have proved , these criticisms are not wrong at all.

They continued to be pioneers, and after the pioneering was over, they became responsible again.

They also encountered many difficulties after that, but there was no one who could help them finish without saying a word, lift the person in distress out of the dreamland, throw them to the training ground and make a penalty.

The instructor who tossed each of them to death and made them love and hate just disappeared out of thin air, not even leaving an impression in their memory for a while.

"Instructor, we don't want to leave you to help."

The leader of the action team explained in a low voice: "Actually, we can also help you and Mr. Zhuang."

This is reality after all, you can use the most primitive stalking to keep track of people, so you won't be like in the dreamland where people disappear completely when you turn around.

……

Knowing that Ling Su and Zhuang Die had ventured into the first cocoon, all of them were terrified. The chief manager directly broke into the office building of the Psychological Association, found President Ouyang and slapped the table angrily.

They rejected the task application put forward by the Psychological Association, just to avoid alerting Ling Su, but who would have thought that these people could directly find the special incident handling team? !

Even "Cocoon", who has never had anything wrong before, has lost his temper strangely—if "all the new taskers of the Psychological Association have failed to register more than a dozen times, after finally registering successfully, the novice gift package is actually a mediocre piece of money." The most ordinary broken bricks without any surprises" are indeed temper tantrums.

If they had known that Ling Su was going to sleep, they would have arranged their shifts in advance so that someone would come in and help out.

"It's because of this that we can't let you go in and cause trouble." Ling Su glanced at him, "Besides, didn't our mission complete smoothly?"

"It's because it went well, so I'm worried that you will finish this vote and leave without making a sound."

The person in charge of the action team muffled: "We don't want to miss you..."

"It's almost enough... less meaty."

Ling Su warned lightly, and the familiar threatening tone in his tone soon made the head of the operation team realize his audacity, shivered, sat up straight and concentrated on driving.

"President Ouyang was only caught to take the blame, so don't all go to him to quarrel."

Ling Su looked at the scenery outside the window for a while, and then continued, "I decided to fall into the dream myself, and there is no way to avoid this trip."

The person in charge of the action team couldn't help frowning: "Why?"

Ling Su didn't explain much, he lowered his eyes, raised his hand and gently rubbed the little curly hair on his shoulder.

Zhuang Die had already started to feel drowsy, he raised his head, and when he saw Ling Su, he immediately closed his eyes with peace of mind, and automatically and consciously moved into that embrace.

Ling Su folded his arms and cooperated to turn himself into a nest that was being baffled.

After confirming that the little curly hair had completely fallen into a peaceful and sweet sleep, he stretched out his hand and carefully covered Zhuang Die's ears: "Before I fell asleep, I made an agreement with President Ouyang."

The person in charge of the action team didn't know if this was the answer to "why", but his heart sank subconsciously because of the tone.

Ling Su obviously didn't intend to explain in detail, but just continued: "If one day, I can no longer control myself like that, I will find a drifting dreamland that is completely blocked by the 'cocoon' and lock me in. "

If he guessed correctly, those people also dealt with Chairman Yan in the same way - after vaguely aware of the danger and madness of the other party, Chairman Yan was imprisoned in a dream with a mental hospital.

It's a pity that it was only the second-generation "cocoon" at that time, and the level of research and development was not enough, so Chairman Yan took control of this dream domain and turned it into a dream cocoon.

"How can this be done!" The person in charge of the action team said anxiously, "Instructor, you—"

"It's just a wrong plan made with insufficient understanding of the situation at the time... Of course it won't be used now."

Ling Su smiled: "That day won't happen."

The person in charge of the action team was slightly taken aback.

Ling Su didn't speak any more.

He just let go, hugged Zhuang Die in his arms again, leaned against the backrest and closed his eyes.

For a long time after the conversation ended, there was no sound in the car other than the engine and the air conditioner.

The person in charge of the action team looked in the rearview mirror, and the signal light in front of him happened to turn red. He slowed down the car, braked slowly, and looked back.

Ling Su leaned back in the back seat relaxedly, for the first time there was an undisguised tiredness between his brows.

Mr. Zhuang sat on his lap, and the two of them lay head to head next to each other, and fell asleep peacefully.When viewed in this way, both of them looked younger—a few years younger than their actual age, like two college or high school students who skipped class to watch movies.

The person in charge of the action team seemed to understand the meaning of Ling Su's words suddenly.

No one will specially make a scabbard for the scalpel - the sharper the blade, the thinner it is, and the thinner it is, the easier it is to break... That's why they are always worried about Ling Su.

But now, the knife has been well stored in a special protective case.

……

The red light turned into a green light, and the person in charge of the action team stepped on the accelerator as lightly as possible, allowing the car to accelerate smoothly and drive into the main road ahead.

It is still necessary to send the instructor and Mr. Zhuang to the entrance of the movie theater as soon as possible before the movie starts.

Otherwise, he would probably have to run laps with the others.