While Xiang Huan was dazed, Cheng Ye slowly opened his eyes on the bed.
He looked at Xiang Huan for a few seconds and said that he had been dreaming about it every night since he moved to this house.
"A sweet dream or a nightmare?" Xiang Huan asked to calm down his emotions.
"I'm not sure what it is. I just dreamed about this house. It was actually my home after I got married. I live with it every day..."
After Chengye said these words, Xiang Huan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Why, just like him, he was in trouble of getting married.
I couldn't help but curl my lips in self-mockery, why would I think about something so far away from them?
"Why are you making such a funny expression, I said, it's funny?" Narino sat up straight on the bed, with a casual expression on his face.
Xiang Huan couldn't tell him the truth directly, so she had to reply that he didn't mean it was funny, she was laughing at herself, and asked Narino not to be so sensitive.
"Why are you laughing at yourself? I'm dreaming about what will happen after marriage..." Narino asked, his eyes suddenly changed, and his tone also changed, "I almost forgot that you were married."
Hearing what he said, Xiang Huan's heart rate immediately slowed down, accompanied by an inexplicable feeling of depression, like a deflated ball.
None of these changes escaped Chengye's eyes. Although he was in poor health, he did not delay in seeing through Xiang Huan's expression and thoughts.
He continued to talk about his dream.
"Yesterday when I was taking a nap, I dreamed that you were here. I made a bet with you and lost. If I lost, I had to wash your socks in the bathroom, and you just stood there and stared."
Xiang Huan was quite surprised by the plot in this dream, but the image quickly formed in his mind.
...a little bit, plainness is the real thing
a feeling of.
"After you supervised my washing, you watched me cook. Finally, we sat together to eat, chat, and drink some wine. It was snowing outside in the dream."
Narino continued to recall what he had experienced in his dream, his eyes gradually becoming blurred.
What Xiang Huan saw on his face was an expression of happiness and indulgence, and his own eyes softened involuntarily.
After not hearing Xiang Huan's voice for a while, Chengye pulled himself out of his memories and called Xiang Huan softly.
"Listen, I'm done. You remember it quite clearly." Xiang Huan suppressed the emotions in his heart and tried his best to answer calmly.
After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes to observe the infusion tube of Narino's hanging needle.
Narino also followed her gaze, "No matter how clearly I remember, it's better to have nothing done when I wake up than to have done it."
The disappointment evident in his tone was undisguised.
Xiang Huan quickly glanced at Cheng Ye, lowered his head after looking into his eyes, and sat on the single sofa beside the bed.
"After you returned to Lincheng and had an accident this time, I started to think about a question." Narino closed his eyes again and spoke slowly.
"What's the problem?" Xiang Huan didn't raise his head, but quickly answered.
Narino continued, "I'm thinking, if I want to be more open-minded, don't insist on what I am doing now and what I want to do, and just do what I really want to do, okay?"
What he said sounded a bit convoluted, and it successfully made Xiang Huan raise his head.
Narino seemed to sense it and opened his eyes. After their eyes met, he suddenly grinned.
Xiang Huan was startled by this smile, and subconsciously asked him why he was smiling.
Narino's smile became even brighter, almost unnatural, and his eyebrows
The way his eyes were crooked made Xiang Huan worried.
I'm worried that he suddenly had a high fever and burned out his brain. Now he is in an abnormal state.
"I'm not crazy, I'm not sick, I'm just speaking from my heart." Cheng Ye calmed down and looked at Xiang Huan with serious eyes.
Xiang Huan tried his best to keep his expression unchanged, "That's not very clear, so what are you going to do?"
After asking, she had a hunch that Narino would give her a special answer.
The kind of answer that she both expected and feared.
The house is quiet
After more than ten seconds, Narino coughed lightly and spoke again.
"How about," Narino coughed twice more before continuing, "how about the two of us, we really don't care about everything this time, just us, find a place to be together and live like in our dreams."
Xiang Huan's heart beat faster again, and it was exactly as she predicted.
"I'm serious, think about it carefully and give me an answer before tonight." Narino pretended not to be in a hurry and closed his eyes again after speaking.
Xiang Huan looked at him and said nothing.
Because the room he originally lived in was occupied by Chengye, Xiang Huan was arranged to another room diagonally opposite.
After Chengye really fell asleep, Xiang Huan left and went back to her room. She didn't have the energy or mood to wash up, so she just took off her coat, sat on the bed and looked out the window in trance.
After staying like this for a while, she suddenly came back to her senses and realized that she had been thinking about what Narino just said.
From the bottom of my heart, thinking very seriously.
Xiang Huan raised his hand and rubbed his face vigorously. He didn't care whether it would hurt his skin. Anyway, he could wake up a little by doing it.
Xiang Huan buried his face deeply in his palms,
Her mind was in a mess, she thought, but she didn't seem to think of anything clearly.
The most clear feeling she had now was that she was very willing to try the method he mentioned.
Even after trying it, I am willing to pay the price of being on a cliff of ten thousand feet and being shattered into pieces.
I would like to do it once with him.
After this idea became clear, Xiang Huan felt that her scalp was numb and her cheeks were getting hot. She couldn't sit still.
More than two hours later.
When Chengye woke up and opened his eyes, the dialysis injection was finished. Xiang Huan, who thought he wouldn't be in the room, unexpectedly sat on the edge of the bed.
Finding that he was awake, Xiang Huan also stood up and came closer, asking softly if he felt better and if he wanted to drink water.
Chengye sat up by himself, and Xiang Huan reached out to help him. The two of them were so close.
"Do you have an answer?" Cheng asked Xiang Huan, resisting the urge to get closer.
Xiang Huan helped him sit up and stuffed a pillow behind his back before he raised his eyes and spoke.
"I've finally thought about it."
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