"Fang Yin, you have to live well."

"Sometimes when you are with others, it is far more important than you think...Fang Yin."

"Are you okay? My name is Mao Chengcheng, don't be afraid."

"Run, this place is about to collapse!"

"I don't hate it, I like it very much."

"Fang Yin, can you protect me?"

"Fang Yin! Let's go!"

!!!

Fang Yin opened his eyes suddenly and bounced up like a fish.

The heart-piercing voices of various people seemed to be echoing in my ears.The room was very quiet, and he was panting heavily, breathing heavily.The quilt was piled around his waist, it was probably too heavy, and it made him have nightmares.

The room was dark with the curtains drawn.

The door was open, and a dim light could be seen from the half-closed door of the study diagonally opposite.That was Qin Pinggui's working room, and he hadn't slept yet.

Fang Yin picked up the alarm clock next to the bed and looked at the time.

23:[-] am.

It's very late.

He raised his hand to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead, and let out a sigh of relief.There was still a bandage on the incompletely healed wound on his arm, and he sat on the bed in a daze with the edge of the bandage fastened.

The curtains are heavy and block out all the moonlight.Inexplicably, Fang Yin felt a little stuffy in the room, his heart was beating violently, and the throbbing heart seemed to jump out of his chest.

He turned over and got out of bed, "swish" and opened the curtains for the first time.

The bright moonlight shone in, and the silver light sprinkled all over the place.Fang Yin opened the window, and the cool night wind came oncoming, blowing away the drowsiness and the heart palpitations of waking up in the middle of the night.

"Did I disturb you?" Qin Pinggui turned off the light in the study room, and when he returned to the room lightly, he saw the young man standing barefoot beside the bed, with his eyes slightly closed, his head raised to blow the night breeze.

The hair fluttered in a mess, falling back restlessly, revealing the smooth forehead of the young man.The forearm wrapped in bandages stretched out nice muscle lines, his originally closed eyes looked back after hearing Qin Pinggui's voice, his eyes were obscured in the darkness.

Qin Pinggui keenly sensed that something was wrong with the young man, put the water glass in his hand on the bedside table, walked towards the person standing by the window, wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, and dragged him into his arms: "What's the matter?" ? Did I disturb your rest?"

Fang Yin shook his head, and looked down at the arms folded around his waist.

"Having a nightmare?" Qin Pinggui planted a kiss on the back of his neck and continued to speculate.

Fang Yin shrank back into his arms again, closed his eyes and leaned his head back against Qin Pinggui's shoulder, groaned, and then said slowly: "It's not a nightmare. I dreamed something... happened Qin Pinggui, I often wonder if this time, is it still a fake?"

The night wind was tyrannical, and it blew the young man's warm skin into a bit of a chill, and when it was pasted on, it was icy, like a piece of warm and fine nephrite.

Qin Pinggui didn't know how to answer this question.In fact, he himself is not very sure, even he himself will have such doubts.It's just that since he was discharged from the hospital, he has been busy with various things every day, and he has no time to think about it.

It was not the first time that Fang Yin woke up from a dream in the middle of the night.

They came out of the fog, but they didn't come out completely.Doubt is like a lingering nightmare, which will come out and haunt you every time you let go.

Qin Pinggui didn't know how to comfort Fang Yin, so he could only kiss one after another, on the tip of his nose, eyelashes, earlobe... He tried to give him a little more sense of security with gentle touch.

"Forget it." Fang Yin closed his eyes after being kissed by him, and there was a little smile on the corner of his mouth, "If it is true or false, I will wake up one day."

As if he had no bones, he lay lazily in Qin Pinggui's arms.The uneasiness in the dream just now has been diluted a lot.

"Go back to bed, be careful not to catch a cold." Qin Pinggui didn't know how to comfort him, he could only purse his lips and hug him even harder with his arms, kissing his hair with the tip of his nose.

Fang Yin smiled and said lazily, "Hold me."

So Qin Pinggui supported his buttocks, and Fang Yin jumped on top of him, with his legs wrapped around Qin Pinggui's waist.

The process of falling asleep is difficult.

Considering that Qin Ping would have to get up and do heavy work the next day, Fang Yin had to close his eyes and pretend to be asleep.

It's just how could it be possible to hide this from Qin Pinggui.

The young man's tense muscles and irregular breathing all betrayed him.

He didn't say anything, Qin Pinggui didn't poke him, but just put his hands on Fang Yin's body, patted him like coaxing a child.After the filming, neither of them knew what fell asleep.

In the second half of the night, Fang Yin didn't have those bizarre dreams anymore, and slept soundly.

In fact, as long as Qin Ping is by his side, he can always have a good night's sleep.

When I woke up the next day, the seat beside me was already empty.Fang Yin squinted his eyes and raised his hand to touch the spot. His hands were cold, which meant that the man had been up for a long time.

He rubbed his eyes, and tossed and turned on the bed for a few minutes, but he lost sleepiness and got up hastily.

Surprisingly, when Fang Yin opened the door, he found that Qin Pinggui did not leave home to go to work as he had imagined. Who was the busy figure in the kitchen if it wasn't Qin Pinggui?

When he came out, Qin Pinggui was walking towards the dining table with a pot of fragrant lean meat porridge.Seeing Fang Yin who just got up, he put down the porridge and walked towards the person, raised his hand to press down his curled hair and rubbed it again: "Wake up, just come to eat."

"You..." Fang Yin followed him two steps forward in a daze, and looked back at the wall clock as if remembering something, "No, it's already nine o'clock, don't you want to go to work?"

Qin Pinggui pulled back his chair and said while serving porridge, "I'm asking for leave."

This workaholic... actually asked for leave?

Reconstruction after the fog is a relatively difficult project.The survivors are scattered all over the world. They have no way to gather people together to restore the previous order. They can only use the previous Duchen base as a base to start work bit by bit.So far, apart from Sichuan Province, other areas are still in chaos.There is still a long way to go to return to the stable life before.

Or maybe they can't go back to a time when nothing happened as if nothing had happened. Trauma and changes have already happened, and maybe they will open up a brand new path.

Under such work pressure, how could Qin Pinggui ask for leave?

Fang Yin suddenly became nervous. He stirred the porridge in the bowl with the spoon in his hand, and asked cautiously, "Is... what happened?"

"Huh?" Qin Pinggui paused and looked over with some doubts.

The worry in the young man's eyes made him understand quickly, and he shook his head with a helpless smile: "It's okay. I think the weather is good today. I want to go out with you...to relax."

Fang Yin blinked, as if he couldn't believe what Qin Pinggui said.

The young man's eyes were shining, looking at him full of surprise and expectation.Qin Pinggui's heart was moved when he saw it, and he slightly lowered his head and fiddled with the tableware and said, "I didn't have any chance to go out with him before. Those jobs are not in a hurry right now, so I..."

Qin Pinggui's ears were flushed, and he seemed incoherent. In Fang Yin's eyes, he thought this guy was too cute.

"Qin Pinggui." Fang Yin interrupted him with a crooked smile. He suspected that if he didn't say anything else, Qin Pinggui would be able to choke himself to death.He leaned his elbows on the dining table, looking lazy: "I'm very happy."

Qin Ping fell silent for a while.Her ears were getting more and more red, and after a while, she muffled, "That's good."

Outside the mountains and fields, autumn is in full swing.

Qin Pinggui wandered outside with him for a long time that day.

The city is not as prosperous as before, and many entertainment projects can no longer be opened.The two simply purchased food and equipment and drove to camp in the wild.

"I heard from Sangsang that this is the famous lover's slope in Lucheng, the best place to watch the stars at night."

The setting sun covered the sky red like blood, Fang Yin was turning over the sizzling meat skewers, and Qin Pinggui beside him was building a tent.The two chatted with each other.

"Qin Pinggui! Is this chicken wing ready? Come and taste it!"

Qin Pinggui fixed the last place, sat beside Fang Yin with a ponytail, and ended up with the grilled chicken wings in his hand.

"How about it?"

Qin Pinggui bit off half of the chicken wing in one bite, and looked at Fang Yin's expectant look: "It's not cooked yet."

"Ah? Then spit it out!" Fang Yin hastily pulled out a tissue, and saw Qin Pinggui swallow it with a "gudong" sound, shaking his neck wildly.

Qin Pinggui showed a sly smile, pinched Fang Yin's waist, pressed him into his arms, and gnawed on his mouth: "I'm lying to you, it's ripe."

"Qin Pinggui!" Fang Yin slapped him angrily after being rubbed with oil.

Not to be outdone, Qin Pinggui controlled him, but Fang Yin certainly wouldn't let him manipulate him, twisting and struggling.

The two rolled into a ball on the grass like elementary school chickens.

Rolling grass clippings all over his body, he glanced at each other, and couldn't help laughing when he saw the embarrassed counterpart.

After drinking and eating, Fang Yin lay on the hillside and looked up at the stars.Squinting her eyes to feel the evening breeze, she stretched out her hand and grabbed it under the bright sky, muttering: "Qin Pinggui, I still doubt the reality of the world."

A strawberry-flavored fudge fell into his palm.

Qin Pinggui sat cross-legged next to him, turned around and said: "If it can really deceive everyone with its falsehood, then it may be... the fate of human beings. After all, we brought it out there with our own hands. "

"I thought you would be more suspicious than me." Fang Yin stuffed the sugar into his mouth and said vaguely.

Qin Pinggui said: "I haven't found any evidence to testify my doubts yet, how about you?"

Fang Yin took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He was obviously discussing a headache topic, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Me neither."

"Meteor!" Qin Pinggui didn't say anything, but patted Fang Yin's leg and shouted excitedly.

Fang Yin opened his eyes a little: "Where is it?"

A silver light flashed across the sky, and it disappeared in a flash, not as shocking as imagined.But it made Fang Yin feel much better.

"Shall I make a wish?" Qin Pinggui looked at him sideways and said.

Fang Yin clasped his hands together, but slowly put them down, shook his head, and looked at Qin Pinggui: "You should be more able to fulfill my wish than meteors."

"What?" Qin Pinggui didn't expect that he could have such a skill, and asked in surprise.

Fang Yin looked at him and said, "Kiss me."

This kind of wish... Qin Pinggui smiled and brought the man into his arms, fulfilling his wish more than he could.

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