When Chaoying meets Little Siren

Barry woke up in the middle of the night.

This was a bit embarrassing. He fell asleep directly when there were guests at home, or when he said he wanted to help the other party.

It was still dark when he made this suggestion, and he didn't get up to turn on the light in the middle of the practice in order not to interrupt the other party's perception.After dark, the house is dark, and the moonlight shines in through the window. Except for the occasional horn of the car driving late at night, the night is very quiet.

He had a good night's sleep, and then suddenly remembered that he hadn't made the bedding for the little girl who was staying temporarily.

He got up, and the woolen overcoat that covered him slipped off his body, and he recognized that it was the one he had put on the hanger by the door.

At the other end of the sofa, the little girl curled up into a small ball, nestling herself in a small space made of sofa pillows.

She's not a three-year-old, she's a teenager, not small enough to be surrounded by throw pillows.She was still holding a pillow in her arms, so the remaining three pillows could only be used as a circle around her, and the other one completely lost the function she wanted it to play, maybe it was caught when she was sleepy. It bumped into one side, leaning on the edge alone, about to roll off the sofa.

Picking up Barry's coat, he stepped forward lightly, trying to cover her body, but found that she was trembling slightly.

Is it because of the cold?

In a moment of guilt, Barry used his coat to build a shelter over her pillow rail.

But there was a small, crying voice.

"No...I will be obedient, don't...Alice...don't leave me here...no..."

She hugged the pillow nervously, her fingers sinking deep into the cotton fabric.

She is having a nightmare.

Barry was a little at a loss. He had also experienced nightmares, but he was not sure whether he should wake up a person from the nightmare. Would the intervention of outsiders appear in the dream as a frightening image?but……

He lightly squeezed Weier's face: "Wake up, Weier."

This doesn't work.

He thought about it, wrapped her up in a soft quilt, and put her shivering lump on the bed in the second bedroom.

He quickly ran to the kitchen to make a cup of hot cocoa with milk, and put two spoonfuls of condensed milk.

Val struggled in her dream.

She was locked in a white room, and the tall white clothes that were supposed to be her face were covered in thick black dragged her wrists and pulled her out.

She didn't want to go, but she went anyway, her held arm couldn't help shaking, the force was so powerful that there was no doubt about it.She clenched her fists tightly, and her short nails pierced her palms.She turned her head in fear, and looked for Alice, who was the only one with facial features among the group of white clothes.

She didn't find it.

She didn't want to be taken into the room to have those needles inserted, she didn't want to feel the burning pain from the cold liquid entering her body from the needle tube, and she didn't want to be left by Alice.

Can Alice stay with her?Is it okay to be with her even when she opens her mouth all the way because of the pain and can't make a sound (or can't hear herself?)?

Alice would hug herself, she would smile at herself, she could be taken away for Alice, but let her see Alice, let her—

pain.

Her body twitched suddenly.

It had been a long time since she felt the pain that was like an illusion.

There she won't hear anything, but her sense of smell will be heightened to an unbelievable level, and when she's in pain, the smell of burning, the pungent smell, the smell of disinfectant, and—

...sweet and warm flavor?

That sweet and warm smell warmly filled the entire empty room, wrapping her whole body.

It was like a huge piece of scented cotton enveloping her whole body, it was difficult for her to find any similar smell from her memory, but it was just like a soft space, she Wrap yourself in it, feel soft, feel warm, feel safe.

She buried herself in the soft depths, adjusted a comfortable position, and made sure that she could nest comfortably.

That's warm.

She loves it.

When Val woke up, she found herself on the bed, and the fluffy quilt seemed to make a nest for her, wrapping her in it.

Hey, did she sleep here yesterday?

She was a little half asleep and half awake.

She rubbed against the cloud-like quilt, retracted her head like a little turtle, and curled up the quilt into a caterpillar with a little excitement.

She dreamed of rolling in the clouds yesterday!

So soft, so warm, so comfortable, so happy.

The cloud is still sweet, but it's a pity that it can't be bitten off.

what.

Weier poked his head out from under the quilt, sniffed and sniffed.

The taste of dreams!

Like a puppy, she followed Wei'er and stepped off the bed barefoot, looking at Barry, who was wearing an apron and frying eggs, with bright eyes.

Hearing the sound, Barry turned his head, as if he saw a pup wagging its tail wildly.

"So hungry!" is written on the left face, and "It smells so good!" is written on the right face.

Barry couldn't laugh or cry.

It looked like she wasn't too affected by last night's nightmare.

Dreams are difficult to imprint in memory. Usually, they can be completely forgotten after waking up in the morning for a few minutes. If it is a nightmare, it may be engraved deeper in the memory. If the nightmare is followed by a good dream, Maybe the sweet dream will hide the fear and sorrow under the belly of the sweet cloud, and cover it tightly, so that it will not infect the child who has left the nightmare.

He was distracted for a while, and the half-cooked runny egg turned into a medium-cooked solid egg.

Before he started frying the second egg, he didn't forget to pass Will a cup of hot, sweet milk cocoa.

The hot cocoa last night was originally intended to calm her down a little after she woke up from the nightmare, but she calmed down after the nightmare last night and slept through the night, so the cold cocoa was He got rid of it.

This cup has just been poured out.

Weier took the cup of the sweet scent that had accompanied her almost all night, sniffed it, and then took a sip with super seriousness, cherishment, and anticipation.

Good, I like it very much.

Weir was tearful, holding the warm mug in both hands, reluctant to take a big gulp, so he took a sip.

She drank a cup of hot cocoa in small sips like this, her face was flushed and she looked very happy.

Barry saw such a scene when he came out of the kitchen with fried eggs and slices of toast.

The appearance of eating seriously like that can improve your mood just by looking at it.

"I fell asleep yesterday, did you do that?" Barry asked.

He had a hard time falling asleep, let alone on the couch in front of other people.

There was a little pride in Weier's voice that couldn't be concealed: "Yes."

She paused for a while, organizing her words: "I found that I can reduce... the activity, so that it won't hurt you."

She didn't say what kind of activity it was, maybe she couldn't describe it herself, Barry guessed it should be to reduce the activity of brain waves.

And it can be done in a very short time.

Wow.

It's just... wow.

What else could they discover in her?

"A new breakthrough." Barry said, making a "surprise!" gesture and smiling: "As a reward, let's go to the Central City amusement park today."

Compared to Val, who was a little confused, Barry seemed more excited.

"Just a place full of cotton candy, ice cream and dolls!"

Guessing that Val has no idea about merry-go-rounds, roller coasters, and pirate ships, he only said things he thought the other party knew.

If you don't know anything else, let's experience it together.

Val had read about ice cream in a book.

It is described as cool and sweet.

sweet.

candy.

Cool candies.

She licked her lips, her eyes were focused, as if there was cold toffee in front of her eyes, and there was a little expectation in her voice: "Okay."

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The author has something to say:

Bai Yueguang Alice: Win at the starting line.

Brother Bucket:?It makes people angry.

I didn't expect to write so much in the content of Shining's home (pupil earthquake)

Gradual loss of control (tactical reclining)

It is not recommended to try hot cocoa at night.It is said that hot cocoa contains caffeine|... but I think it varies from person to person, because I drank it and slept well w

However, it is still not recommended to experiment at night.

In case you're one of those people who drink hot cocoa like coffee...

You can see the sunrise that night.