Yuzhou colleagues: towards reality

The dream was too real, he only remembered the scene of the breakup, and he had no memory of the beginning or the end.

But this already made Jing Yu deeply disturbed.

Almost at the same time, depart for the airport.

It was still before daybreak, and he hurried over to buy a flight that took off immediately.

It was only when he got off the plane that everyone found out that Jing Yu seemed to be flying to Beijing.

But since there are no Reuters photos out, everyone is just guessing.

Moreover, there is no airport photo flow out of the Capital Airport.

Everyone became more curious.

Zhouzhou also found out after waking up and reading the news on the Internet.

As soon as the phone was dialed, there was a knock on the door.

With his phone in his hand, he walked over to open the door.

Uh... The main character that everyone was talking about appeared in front of him.

Zhou Zhou froze for a moment, and hurriedly let him in.

"Why did you come here suddenly? It scared me..." Before he could finish speaking, Jing Yu hugged him.

Bringing the cold wind from outside into his warm body.

Zhou Zhou shuddered, but he didn't push him away.

"What's wrong with you? Menopause happened again?" laughed.

Jing Yu didn't respond. On the way here, the scenes in the dream were replayed in his mind several times.

Knowing that it is fake, he is always uneasy if he can't see Zhouzhou.

"Jing Yu, what happened? Calm down and tell me." The dull Zhouzhou finally realized his abnormality, patted his head and coaxed.

But Jingyu's sense of smell lingered around his neck, and Zhouzhou stopped it in time.

"No, I have work today."

Hearing this, Jing Yu leaned on his shoulder discouragedly, suppressing the turbulent depression.

The impatient Zhouzhou finally couldn't bear it any longer, held his face in his hands, and lifted it up.

Her eyes were red, she must have cried.

Thinking that he came early in the morning, he must have something to do.

It's just that this guy refuses to say it, so there is only one way to cure him.

Actively bit his thin lips, knocking and bumping like playing with marbles.

Jing Yu couldn't take it anymore, turned his back on the guest, and grabbed his neck.

Kiss is intense.

With a determination to smash to the end.

Feeling the anger from Jing Yu, Zhou Zhou had no choice but to let him kiss until his lips were swollen and he stopped, so he had time to calm down his bursting heart.

"I had a dream." After Jing Yu calmed down, she took the initiative to talk about the reason.

The two sat on the sofa next to each other, and Zhou Zhou listened to him quietly.

When he talked about breaking up, his eyebrows frowned, resisting the urge to interrupt.

"I always have some inexplicable dreams recently. Do you think there are any signs? Or is it true?" At the end, Jing Yu desperately added a conclusion.

Angrily, Zhou Zhou picked up the pillow and threw it on him.

"Are you making such a big fight because of a dream?"

"It's too real, as if it really happened, Zhouzhou, did we break up?" Jing Yu was a little schizophrenic.

Zhou Zhou simply grabbed him by the neck, pulled him into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, picked up the water and splashed it on his face.

"Stop splashing, I didn't bring any clothes." Jing Yu kept begging for mercy.

"Don't worry, I have plenty of clothes." Zhou Zhou drenched him bloody, and then felt relieved, threw a towel on his head, "Wipe it yourself."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the bathroom, feeling more and more angry.

"No, why do you feel that the me in your dream is scum? What do you think?"

"Dreams are beyond my control." Jing Yu pleaded pitifully.

"Did you always think in your heart that you would be abandoned by me one day!" Zhinan Zhou thought of this incisive and sharp answer in a blink of an eye.

Jing Yu seemed to be hit by a stone and was speechless.

There was an uneasy feeling of being seen through suddenly.

"Old people often say that you think about it every day and dream at night. It's true to see you like this." Zhou Zhou looked at him with disgust. "Are you that unsure of yourself?"

"It's not that I don't have confidence in myself, it's that I don't have confidence in you." Unexpectedly, as soon as Jing Yu finished speaking, his stomach was hit hard.

"Do you know why your dream doesn't have a beginning and an end?" Zhou Zhou stared at him solemnly.

"Why?" asked stupidly.

"That's because I'm here." Zhouzhou explained very seriously: "First of all, I will never be so idiotic to make a confession of love in public, and secondly, the style of breaking up so simply is not my style, but more like yours. of."

"In the end, this is just a dream. But I found that you have great potential to be a writer. Really, Jing Yu, let's start a side job. If you write a novel or something, I will definitely be your reader."

"Go away!" Jing Yu angrily threw the towel back to him.

Zhou Zhou couldn't take it anymore and jumped on his back.

"Big idiot, it's a bit serious to commit two crimes lately! How about, brother treat you, find an old Chinese doctor, and get two needles on the head, it might help."

"Come down and beat you, believe it or not."

"It's already here, just do 10 squats like this, so you won't have to go back and think about it." Zhouzhou didn't come down, and insisted on pestering him to make a fuss.

Jing Yu didn't know which muscle was wrong, but she was really obedient.

It's just that when it's the fifth one, it's a bit ineffective.

Zhouzhou still has weight.

Kokoko, that's why he's willing to let him go.

"Brother is the one who asked you to memorize it on his own initiative, so you can be content, there is no second person in this world." He said half-declaratively.

Jing Yu looked at him for a while, then suddenly said, "Zhou Er, carry me on your back."

Hearing this, Zhou Zhou didn't refuse, bent down in front of him, and said proudly: "Come up."

Jing Yu lightly jumped onto his back.

"Let's go, Zhu Bajie is carrying his wife on his back." Zhouzhou played tricks, carrying him on his back.

I love you!

Three words came softly from his ear, as soft as a mosquito.

Ke Zhouzhou heard it clearly, and kept his back on his back, refusing to let go.