Floating a dream

The sound of rain at night is bothersome, but Cheng Qingliu still sleeps soundly.

He also dreamed of Ling Sheng.

It's really strange, when Ling Sheng just died, he was heartbroken, and he missed him terribly, but he never saw him come to sleep. He didn't expect that in the past five years, he hid him, and he suddenly appeared again.

"What, are you scared stupid?"

Ling Sheng laughed, reaching out to pinch his face.

Cheng Qingliu remained motionless and let him do what he did.

Ling Sheng squeezed for a while, opened his fingers, turned to touch his face, caressed gently, the other hand was not free, stretched out generously, hugged him tightly, sighed, and said : "Qingliu, I miss you so much."

I miss you too.

When Cheng Qingliu wakes up, she only remembers the sentence she missed, but she can't remember any more.

But this still put him in a good mood, and he even thought about buying some paper money to burn for Ling Sheng.Except for festivals, under normal circumstances he doesn't do this.

But as soon as he thought about it, he was interrupted.

"Master, the debt collector is here again." The newly recruited servant, Ji Xiang, was still bluffing, yelling when something happened, as if something terrible happened to him.

Cheng Qingliu thought in his heart that that old man, Uncle Ma, framed me again, and left before finishing the training.

He quickly got up and dressed, tidied himself up, and then went out to meet the guests.

It was too busy to collect debts in the early morning, Cheng Qingliu muttered, while ordering Jixiang to go out to buy breakfast for herself, "I won't buy that meat bun, buy red beans, and a bowl of wonton noodles."

"Yes, yes, remember. Do you want to buy anything else?"

"No, I'll call you to run errands if I have something to do."

"Hey!" Jixiang walked away with a bitter face.The old man thinks that every time he goes out, he doesn't buy everything at once. He has to run in and out. These days, his arms and legs have become much thicker.

"Wait." Cheng Qingliu called to stop Jixiang, "Who is it that hasn't asked you yet?"

"It's someone I don't know."

"do not know?"

"Yes, sir, I have met almost all of your creditors, but I really don't remember this one. He is quite young, looks like a son, and doesn't look like a local, but he insisted that he came to find You paid the debt. Master, do you think the creditor from your hometown has come after you?"

Cheng Qingliu frowned and thought for a while, but couldn't think of anything, and said: "Where are the creditors from my hometown, they owe me a lot, but it's hard to ask for it."

"That's weird..."

"Okay, stop nagging, go buy me something, and I'll meet this creditor." Cheng Qingliu sneezed as soon as he finished speaking, pinched his nose, and said, "It's getting colder and colder today .”

It's not that Cheng Qingliu has no money, but he lives alone, has no family members, and doesn't have any expensive hobbies, so the house he bought after entering the city is also ordinary, small, not particularly small, but not big, just auspicious A servant can take care of him even if he is tired.

He took three steps and two steps, and quickly walked to the living room.

There was a person standing in the living room, with his back to him, with a flamboyant blue shirt and a tall and straight figure. It was indeed a young son-in-law.There was no such thing among his creditors.

"Brother came early, Cheng couldn't entertain him in time, please forgive me."

After the words fell, the young master turned around.

"Qing Liu is being polite, but I came at the wrong time and caused you trouble."

Cheng Qingliu does not believe that there are ghosts in this world, but he suspects that he has run into a ghost now.

If it wasn't a ghost, how could there be such a person in the world, whose appearance, tone of voice and tone of voice all resembled the dead Ling Sheng?

He burned paper money for Ling Sheng for five years, and he personally buried him back then.

Cheng Qingliu clasped her hands and asked, "I don't know if Xiongtai is a human or a ghost."

"Ah!" The other party opened his eyes wide, and his face was full of smiles, full of fun, "You dare to ask."

Cheng Qingliu said nothing, and took a step back secretly.

"Oh, if you want to know, come and touch me, you'll know, dead people don't have warmth." The man walked towards Cheng Qingliu with a smile, as if he had made up his mind to tease him.

Cheng Qingliu couldn't tell how she felt at this moment, she was afraid, and she was ready to move with joy, but she also doubted in her heart, "Brother, are you pretending to be a ghost?"

The man asked back: "Why should I play tricks with you? What's the benefit?"

"It's good...it's there," Cheng Qingliu said bravely, "Some people only enjoy teasing others."

Young Master Qingshan laughed, and said: "You guessed it right, I just like to tease you."

Cheng Qingliu was startled, the young man in green shirt had walked in front of him at some point, there was a distance between the two of them a moment ago, he subconsciously wanted to back up, but the young man in green shirt stretched out his arms to embrace him first.

"Last night in my dream, I still hugged me and cried, saying that I missed me. When I saw me today, I turned my face and refused to recognize anyone. Qingliu, I am so sad." He leaned back, and put his forehead on his shoulder affectionately, said so, and pretended to cry twice, which made Cheng Qingliu get goose bumps all over his body.

In last night's dream, Ling Sheng hugged him and said, "Qing Liu, I miss you so much."

Cheng Qingliu grasped and supported the young man in green shirt's shoulders, even if he pushed it away for a while, it wouldn't matter if he didn't.A big man was leaning on him, which was still quite heavy.

"Ling Sheng is dead." Cheng Qingliu sighed, "Who sent you here?"

The young man in green shirt rubbed Cheng Qingliu's shoulder, moved up his hand resting on his back, stroked his long hair, and said, "Me."

"you?"

"I miss you."

Cheng Qingliu felt a chill.

Ling Sheng used to make such gestures, but after they changed their relationship, he almost never had such childish tone and gestures.

This should be a fake.Cheng Qingliu thought calmly.

"Ling Sheng is dead."

"Yes, dead."

"……so?"

"He died and came back to find you hehehe~"

"..."

"You do not believe?"

The young man in green shirt raised his head, leaned close to Cheng Qingliu's ear and whispered something, causing two blush to fly on his face, even his earlobe was bright red.

"you you you……"

Young Master Qingshan stood up straight and took Cheng Qingliu into his arms, hugging him tightly, just like the lingering hug in last night's dream.He said in a low voice: "Good Qingliu, can other people still understand such boudoir pleasures? You have to trust me."

After Jixiang came back, he was surprised to find that the master's creditor had lived here for a long time.

"Master..." Ji Xiang pulled Cheng Qingliu's sleeve, expressing to take a step to speak.

"What's the matter? Sneaky." Cheng Qingliu asked while standing still.He was dizzy by the pie in the sky today, even if he couldn't see Jixiang's gesture, he still had a smile on his face, and he didn't have the intention to scold the boss like he usually does.

"Hey!" Jixiang yelled, and then said in a low voice, "Master, you let the creditor stay at home, can you still eat, drink and sleep well? What is that sentence called, Shiyan... yes , can’t eat! Don’t you feel that you can’t eat?”

Cheng Qingliu laughed after hearing this, and said: "This creditor is not an ordinary creditor, how can I be afraid of him."

"Exactly."

Hearing the sound, Cheng Qingliu looked up and said with a smile: "Why did you come out? I didn't ask you to wait for me in the room."

"Seeing that you haven't come back for a long time, come and have a look."

"Can I still run away? Please wait a little longer at most."

"But I always miss you dangling in front of my eyes all the time."

"You're not afraid of getting tired."

"Where will I get tired, you, I will never get tired."

"You're kidding me again."

……

Seeing the old man and his unusual creditor leave hand in hand, leaving behind a pair of harmonious and beautiful backs, Jixiang always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. If he really wanted to say something, it would probably be The Grand Master seemed to have been replaced while he was out buying breakfast.Oops, where is that old man who always looks bitter and hateful on weekdays?

At night, Cheng Qingliu couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

"not tired?"

Ling Sheng lay on his shoulder, with half of his body pressed against Cheng Qingliu's body, and there was a slight chill.

"I'm still a little sleepy, it's just..." Cheng Qingliu smiled and said helplessly, "It's just that I'm flustered and don't dare to sleep."

Ling Sheng's gentle gaze made Cheng Qingliu unconsciously speak out, expressing his inner struggle and anxiety.

"I miss you."

Cheng Qingliu raised her hand and brushed Ling Sheng's hair away, pinning it behind his ear, so that his whole face was exposed.

"Last night, it should be around this time, I dreamed of you. But when I woke up the next day, I didn't remember anything. I just remembered that you told me that you missed me very much. Then, I walked into the living room and saw You." Cheng Qingliu smiled lowly, with joy and a trace of bewilderment, "I am very happy today. But no matter how happy I am, I will always think in my heart, is this a dream?"

"Do you know the dream in the dream? Maybe I am not the real me at this time, the real me is still sleeping. He had a dream with you, and then, the same thing happened to me in the dream, the dream The you in the dream is fake, so he sadly had another dream, he dreamed that the me in the dream met you again... Maybe this is also a fake, if I sleep tonight, maybe I will make another dream There are your dreams, layer after layer...just wait for the real me to wake up, open my eyes, and realize it's just a dream."

Ling Sheng propped up his body at some point, sat half-sitting, with his arms propped on both sides of Cheng Qingliu's body, looking down at him.In the darkness, Cheng Qingliu couldn't see his expression, but felt that the black shadow enveloped him, and he felt heavy, safe and at ease.

Heiying said, "What you said is really scary, I'm starting to doubt it."

Cheng Qingliu raised her hand to cover the hand that was lingering on her face, and asked softly: "What do you suspect?"

"Doubting everything today is also my dream."

Ling Sheng lay down next to Cheng Qingliu again, and the two of them got very close, clothing to clothing, flesh to flesh, this was the first time they had been so close after so many years.What a nostalgia.

"Maybe the real me didn't die, I just had a long dream." Ling Sheng said.

Cheng Qingliu was speechless, but stretched out her slightly trembling hands, and hugged Ling Sheng who had a cold breath.

"I don't want to be born on the same day, but I want to die on the same day. A life without you is like a dream with no end in sight, which is painful and has nowhere to escape."

Ling Sheng hugged Cheng Qingliu back, and whispered in his ear: "You are so devoted to me, I am very happy and sad. I still say the same thing, although I know that you will be very sad without me, but I still hope You can live well. It's not a good idea to live and die for a dead person."

Feeling the wetness on her neck, which has been slipping down to the edge of her collarbone, Cheng Qingliu couldn't help but her eyes were red.

As if he had touched the truth, he said in a trembling voice, "Have you seen it all?"

Ling Sheng replied to him like this: "I'm always by your side."

Never left.

Seeing you crying in front of old people's clothes in a place where there is no one, until you are hoarse; watching the people around you come and go, it is difficult to make you happy, angry, sad, and happy; watching you throw everything away and come alone to a stranger , trying to bury all the past, living a very boring life.

Even if there is no body to carry tears, I still can't help crying.

Fortunately, you can't see the ugly and embarrassing appearance.