Daydream Me

Just like falling in love, Lin Yujing had no confidence in marriage.

When she said this sentence, she thought in a trance that she and Shen Juan would probably have a child in the future.

A soft and chubby little boy with the blood of the two of them flowing in his body, who looks like his father and his mother.

She used to think that she would never like or want children because of her mistrust of love and family.

In the presence of this instability, she is not sure if she can give her children a complete and happy growth environment.

But this man is tired.

It's that she doesn't want to fall in love, but wants to talk to him, doesn't want to believe in love but wants to believe in his tiredness.

There's nothing wrong with him.

She was insecure, and neither was Shen tired.

She was afraid that her feelings would change, and he was afraid that she would run away again.

Lin Yujing also wanted to give him a sense of security.

She wanted to make him feel at ease, and wanted him to understand that she liked it.

Shen Wan understood.

Reason blew up because of her two words, and after all of them were blown up, there was a momentary blank in his mind.

This girl, because of her own experience and upbringing, the most disturbing and disgusting parts of her are now promised to him.

She cut open the softest and most fragile part of herself and put it in front of you to show you.

Reckless in this way.

Shen Wan felt like a dagger was stuffed into his body, and he slashed **** his heart.

Want to be nice to her.

Rub her into your body and be good to her for the rest of your life.

After Lin Yu finished speaking, he almost jumped up from him, blushing and taking a step back, before he could stand firm.

Shen Juan dragged her back by her wrist, her hand was a little too strong, and her wrist hurt so much that she was pulled forward, and fell into his arms again.

Shen Wan rolled over and pushed her into the sofa.

Lin Yujing looked at him a little bewildered.

Shen Juan didn't say a word, raised his hand to squeeze her chin, half forced her to open her mouth, and kissed her with her head down.

Lin Yu blinked in shock, reacted for two seconds, and took the initiative to embrace him.

A kiss that was the same as usual, but seemed to be different.

Touching and deep, intense and gentle.

It contained so many complicated emotions in him that she couldn't tell the difference.

Shen Wan silently kissed her chin, licked her earlobe, bit her collarbone down.

Lin Yujing closed his eyes and raised his head, his fingertips wrapped around his hair, and felt the bones at his shoulder blades through his clothes.

Shen Yan suddenly hugged her and got up, walked into the cabin compartment bedroom, and put her on the bed.

He got down on one knee by the bed and bent down to kiss her on the lips.

Lin Yu opened his eyes and watched him straighten up and leave.

She understood, went to grab his hand, and pulled him not to let him go.

Shen Lian turned around.

Lin Yujing sat up from the bed, grabbed his hand and raised his head: "Are you still planning to take a flight on the plane?" Lin Yujing didn't dare to look at his expression and praised him, "Boss Shen, you are really walking around. The cutting edge of fashion.”

Shen Lian: "…"

Lin Yu's surprise is that it can always be admired.

Lin Yu cleared his throat in shock, looked away uncomfortably, and said euphemistically, "Actually, I don't really mind, just, seventeen or eighteen... Anyway, it's only a dozen days away..."

Shen Jian paused and looked down at her: "I'll go and put the cat in the cat box."

Lin Yu was shocked: "..."

Lin Yu looked at him blankly: "Huh?"

"That thing sheds hair, and it's still running around." Shen Yan said.

...?

Lin Yu let go of his hands in surprise and looked at him in disbelief: "Shen Juan, are you sick? You kissed me halfway through and told me you were going to put the cat in the cat box? Because it ran around and returned it. hair?"

The cat squatted at the end of the bed, and was staring at them with a pair of cat eyes, as if curious.

I don't know how long I watched it.

Shen Juan walked over, squatted down, grabbed him and walked to the corner, stuffed it into the cat bag, and closed it in one go. By the way, the boxes were dropped one by one, and the door was facing the cabin wall.

The cat couldn't see anything at the moment, and barked twice angrily.

Shen Wan turned around, looked at her and said, "This cat is only three months old, and she has a child. There are some things I can't see."

Lin Yu looked at him speechlessly, but couldn't find any suitable words to refute for a while.

Shen Juan looked at her expression, laughed softly, walked over, raised his hand to cover her eyes, Lin Yu was shocked that his vision was blocked, and in the darkness, he heard him roll over onto the bed, and the mattress beside him sunk: "You too , Some things can't be seen, can't be done, and can't be said, you know, child."

He covered her eyes and leaned against her ear, and said in a hoarse voice, "Next time, I really can't bear it anymore."

Lin Yu was shocked that City A planned to go back to school directly. The day after school started, she didn't finish a lot of homework.

She is not as ambitious as Shenjuan, and she doesn't even think about going out to play and doing homework. She didn't bring a bunch of materials and books that she needed, and they were all placed in the school. It is estimated that she would have to stay up late typing codes until the early morning for the past two days. .

The two of them had been sticky for a few days, and when they came back, they started to work on their own, and went back to the studio after a while.

After they entered the city, they sent the cat first. The cat also resembled the owner. His master was as cool as him. He was leaning against the front of the Land Rover. Deep and sharp, the eye sockets are deep, and every muscle line is full of hormones.

Lin Yu sat in the car in shock and blew a long hooligan whistle.

Shen Jian glanced at her, got out of the car with the cat box, and sent it to the man. The two of them whispered a few words.

Lin Yu held his head in shock, and watched the cool guy carry the cat box onto the Land Rover and walked away.

Shen Juan came back, expressionless: "Is it handsome?"

Lin Yujing was a little unsure: "I haven't seen anything so cool."

Shen Juan gave a "tsk", squinted his eyes and said unhappily, "Am I not handsome?"

Lin Yu turned his head in shock and blinked: "Master Tien is the best looking."

Shen Juan looked at her coldly: "Why didn't you see this reaction when you first saw me?"

Lin Yu was shocked and couldn't understand why this person suddenly turned over the old account, so he went through it together with him: "You weren't enthusiastic when you first saw me, you thought I was going to get a tattoo."

"Hey," she asked suddenly, "do you have any tattoos on your body?"

Shen Lian paused, and said lightly, "No."

Lin Yu was a little surprised: "Why don't you? I see that those tattoo artists are full of bells and whistles. There must be at least one flower arm, doesn't Wang Yiyang have them?"

"Want to know?" Shen Yan turned the steering wheel to get on the bridge. He was driving his cousin's car. He was quite skilled and seemed to be able to do it with ease. Lin Yujing didn't even know he could drive, mainly because she never thought about it before. He has a car.

Lin Yu nodded in shock.

She was waiting for Shen Xiaoba to give her an earth-shattering, cool and pretentious answer.

Shen Wan's expression was calm: "My mother won't let it."

Lin Yujing was a little unresponsive: "What?"

"My mother won't let me get tattoos," Shen Juan said indifferently, "My uncle did this, she wouldn't let me, and there was no way to do it later. Luo Qinghe was a very stubborn person, and then he passed away."

Lin Yu was shocked and didn't know what to say.

There was a moment of silence in the car, Lin Yu was startled, and said softly, "There's nothing to get past."

She had always told herself so.

Shen Juan noticed her mood and smiled: "And my mother is very reasonable and democratic, she will oppose, but will not stop her, she can do it if she wants, but don't go home in the future. Don't recognize her."

"…"

Lin Yujing suddenly realized that this is really a democratic mother.

"And I don't have anything in particular that I want to get tattooed," Shen Juan continued. "Tattoos, the things you made are from your life to your death, to follow you to the grave."

Carved into the flesh, penetrated into the bone and blood, born because of you, and died with you.

Shen Jian looked at the car in front of him and didn't look at her: "I didn't have such a thing before."

Lin Yu laughed in surprise: "Then do you have it now?"

Shen Lian also hooked his lips: "It seems there is."

"What do you mean, it seems like there is, why are you reluctant?" Lin Yu glanced at him in surprise, and said on a whim, "Shen Juan, will you tattoo me?"

Shen Jian glanced at her: "What do you want to do?"

"I don't know," she propped her head up, her elbows on her legs, and thought seriously, "Get one, and I'll think of you as soon as I see it."

Shen Lian was stunned.

Lin Yu's fingertips tapped his chin, and he really started to think. He muttered to himself, "I'll name your name, won't it be a little too popular? And it feels like writing a name in pinyin. So stupid."

The car drove to the gate of A, Shen Jian parked the car on the side of the road and turned his head to look at her.

Lin Yu turned his head in shock and asked the professional's opinion: "Where do you think it looks better?"

Shen Juan looked at her intently: "Want to get my name tattooed?"

Lin Yu nodded in shock.

He unfastened his seat belt, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid of pain?"

"I'm afraid," Lin Yujing also unfastened his seat belt, leaned over, put his hands on the passenger seat, raised his head and kissed him, "so you have to suffer with me."

Shen Wan raised her hand and pinched her ear: "Okay."

Lin Yu thought for a while, but still couldn't: "You have to pick one, the tattoo is more painful than me."

"Okay," Shen Wan said obediently, "Listen to you."

Shen Lian went back to the studio for a day. He hadn't done a good job here for a long time. Since Luo Qinghe died, he felt that the last thing that supported him was also taken away.

I didn't want to do anything, I didn't want to think about anything, and I was slumped for a long time.

Most of the appointments were withdrawn by Mother Shen. After returning to China, until now, all the pick-up work has been done according to circumstances.

Shen Juan sat in the empty studio, in a daze until three o'clock in the middle of the night.

For twenty years, almost as long as he can remember, people have been **** in this small, dilapidated old house.

He once tried to carry something, and tried to get rid of it, but unfortunately it was not very successful.

Exhausted until now, Shen Jian just felt tired, too tired.

Shen Wan looked up, and in the darkness, he saw the painting on the ceiling.

The light is too dim to see the pattern, but the color contrast is very clear, a piece of heaven and a piece of hell. On the day Luo Qinghe was hospitalized, he painted it one by one, and it took a few days to finish painting the entire ceiling. Haven't gotten along.

Shen Juan originally thought that he knew what every detail of the painting was with his eyes closed, but now, he suddenly found that he couldn't remember clearly.

He remembered what Lin Yujing said today.

There is nothing to get past.

Shen Wan leaned into the sofa, covering his eyes with the back of his hand.

Nobody owes anyone.

It should be over too.

Early the next morning, before Shen Juanren got up, two idlers, Jiang Han and Wang Yiyang, came beating gongs and drums.

Wang Yiyang's long vacation is so boring that he's getting hairy. He lives in a local suburban university town. It takes more than two hours to get into the city by subway. The bus and subway change three or four times. As a result, his father was not there.

According to Boss Jiang, this person seems to have a situation quickly after he went to A University and talked about a girlfriend.

Wang Yiyang's first reaction was that it was impossible.

Jiang Han was a few years older than him, and he was no longer studying, not in class ten. He didn't know what Lin Yujing and Shen Wan were like at the time.

Wang Yiyang knew.

Even after Lin Yu was frightened away, he could clearly see Shen Yan's state.

Shen Jian ignored them, and the lack of sleep made him in an extremely unbeautiful state at this time, and he slept by himself until noon until noon.

After taking a shower and exiting the bedroom door, I saw Wang Yiyang sitting on the sofa staring at him, looking at him.

Shen Lian ignored his intentions.

So Wang Yiyang began to stare at him for a long time.

Shen Juan wiped his hair, walked into the workshop, came out, took the drawing board and pencil, and after ignoring him for ten minutes, finally turned around impatiently, holding the pencil and looking at him blankly.

Wang Yiyang leaned over and said, "Dad, why didn't you tell us when you came back?"

Shen Jian yawned: "Yesterday."

"I'll paint as soon as I get back." Wang Yiyang was thinking about how to get to the point, but he didn't want to be so direct and had nothing to say.

Shen Juan has always been impatient with people other than Lin Yujing, especially these two hundred and five.

Glancing at him: "If you have a fart, let it go."

Wang Yiyang asked simply: "You are in love."

Shen Lian raised his eyebrows, raised his eyes, and said nothing.

Wang Yiyang's heart skipped a beat, and it was over, and it turned out to be true.

Wang Yiyang, as Shen Yan's buddy, had complained about Lin Yujing's departure at that time, and he also blacklisted Lin Yujing's contact information.

Later, I remembered the day she left, and came back to pack up.

The tenth class of the little fairies, who were calm and calm, just sat in front of Shen Wan's few books and an empty seat, tears pouring down like they were dying.

Wang Yiyang pulled people out of the blacklist again and talked to her, and all the news was lost.

He was really looking forward to the two of them being together in the end.

Wang Yiyang suddenly felt a little disappointed.

He was such a heartless person, and his heart was blocked for a while, as if everything was like this, the first one, always walking and getting lost.

He nodded: "Okay, it's good, you can meet someone you like again, my buddy is really happy."

Shen Yan glanced at him with the eyes of the mentally retarded, lowered his head, and swiped the tip of the pencil on the paper.

Wang Yiyang didn't pay attention, he was used to this kind of look for a long time.

He sighed and said sadly: "You said, is the person you met at the best time of your life just to be the regret in your life?"

Jiang Han was directly disgusted by his words and looked at him unbearably: "Wang Yiyang, did I **** tell you to watch less mentally retarded idol dramas? It's easy to become a fool, you know? ?"

As he spoke, he also glanced at Shen Yan.

Jiang Han knew that during the summer vacation, Lin Yujing seemed to have called Shen Juan.

This person went out and returned one, what happened afterward, and whether there was a follow-up, Jiang Han didn't know, and he couldn't ask if Shen Lian didn't say it.

Wang Yiyang is still there, and it is probably because the long holiday of November is too busy. I have watched a lot of idol dramas, and he has a set of non-mainstream love lines. Speaking of rising, he ran out and bought a bunch of them. When the wine and food came back, he pushed out a box of beer from the kitchen, and started chatting with Jiang Han one by one.

Shen Juan put on a headset, and sat on the ground holding a drawing board for an afternoon to draw without moving his butt.

When he started to do things, he couldn't hear anything. The two of them were used to it. When Jiang Han went to the toilet, he glanced at the paper and scanned the outline. It looked like something like a fish.

As night approached, Shen Jian finally put down his pen, put his things aside, got up, and came over to eat.

Jiang Han and Wang Yiyang have eaten all afternoon, and they are not hungry. A few people are sitting on the carpet in front of the sofa. The studios are open, and the night wind of early autumn is pouring in through the door. A bottle of beer, leaning back on the sofa and listening to Jiang Han and Wang Yiyang's bragging, feeling relaxed for a long time.

The phone buzzed and vibrated in his trouser pocket, he took it out with his free hand, opened it, and Lin Yu was shocked.

[Boyfriend, what are you doing? 】

Shen tired paused.

Lin Yujing rarely used such a tone to send him messages.

Usually, there is nothing good in this situation. She may want to cheat you, or ask you to help her with something.

Shen Jian paused: [Idle, what's wrong? 】

Lin Yujing was also accustomed to his habit of being concise when sending messages: [Where is it in the studio? 】

Shen Lian replied: [Hmm. 】

Lin Yu was shocked and did not reply.

Shen Jian didn't care when she was doing homework or something, and put the phone aside.

I didn't notice that Jiang Han and Wang Yiyang didn't know when they didn't speak.

When Shen Wan raised his head, the two men stared at him.

Wang Yiyang said, "Did my dad just smile?"

Jiang Han continued, "Why did your dad seem to be a little more popular just now?"

Wang Yiyang said excitedly: "I also sent a message! Is it my mother! Is it!"

"Oh, Lord Tien, when will you bring your sister-in-law back to meet you?" Jiang Han laughed like a duck.

This is the way it is. No matter whether the brothers' ex-girlfriends are familiar to them or not, they will pass. Since the buddies have a new love now, it means that they have passed away, so what else can they have to deal with.

Jiang Han drank too much, and his mouth was a little bit unable to hold the door: "I'm really curious, what is the holy place that can pull you back from the eighteen layers of **** at that time back to the world."

Wang Yiyang said: "It's definitely good-looking, Shen Yu Luoyan closes the moon and embarrassed flowers, I bet five hairs, the fairy type, gentle enough to drip out of water, the kind that speaks softly, looks like a little fairy, and must have eyes. To look good, and to have long eyelashes,"

Wang Yiyang patted the table and shouted, "You have to be able to play basketball!"

"…"

Jiang Han listened to why the more he listened, the more wrong it became.

When Shen Jian heard this, he also glanced at him: "Curious?"

The two nodded in unison.

Shen Jian really laughed this time: "One day, you guys should be mentally prepared."

Where is sacred, of course God.

his god.

"Dad, I'm with you—" Wang Yiyang became interested, and wanted to ask again, raised his hand, rolled his eyes, and glanced at the door.

His voice stopped abruptly.

Jiang Han also swept over and stopped.

Shen Lian raised his eyes and followed their gaze.

There was bright moonlight outside the door. The boy stood at the door with his back to the moonlight. His eyebrows looked gentle and harmless in the light of the warm floor lamp in the room.

Get tired.

The last time he saw Nie Xinghe was at the door of the hospital.

Just a dazed glance, the young man stood there indifferently, and came to see Luo Qinghe for the last time. At that time, Shen Juan was in poor condition, and he wasn't even sure if he had actually seen him.

But after that day, Nie Xinghe really disappeared.

Until now, this person was standing at the door, his voice still very soft: "It's so lively."

Jiang Han jumped up and glared at him fiercely.

"Don't be so scary, I didn't want to do anything," Nie Xinghe pursed his lips and looked over, "Shen Juan, I heard that you are going to the shooting team of A University."

Shen Jian didn't speak, leaned on the sofa and looked at him sideways, his eyes were dark, and he couldn't see his emotions.

"You really want to go back? I thought you gave up, you haven't given up yet, how dare you go back?" Nie Xinghe tilted his head quietly, "You forgot who died because of Luo Qinghe? You don't remember ?"

"You don't remember, I remember, so I'm here to remind you," he looked at him calmly, "I said, you'll never want to—"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Yiyang scolded a swear word, rolled up his sleeves and rushed to the door: "Fuck—"

"I can go to you, sir," Wang Yiyang's scolding was interrupted, and a female voice suddenly came from the door, along with a large plastic bag, which came into view, and hit Nie Xinghe on the head with a bang.

Sounds a little heavy.

Wang Yiyang rushed halfway, was stunned by this shocking scene, froze in place, and did not react directly.

"Are you sick? It's none of your business where Shen Jian goes? Don't think about it for the rest of your life? Don't think about anything?" Lin Yu was shocked and smashed a bag of snacks on Nie Xinghe's face, and a bunch of things fell down. It fell, causing Nie Xinghe to stagger back two steps, and he was immediately stunned, turning his head to look at it.

Lin Yujing threw the bag at random, grabbed his collar and dragged him to the front, looking at him from a very close distance: "I don't care what you remember, what you want to say, Shen Yan doesn't remember anything right now, you better do it all Forget, keep your mouth shut."

She squinted at him, lowered her voice and said softly, "If you have to find something to do for yourself and want to remember something, remember that your father is going to beat you up today, remember? "

Shen Lian: "…"

Wang Yiyang: "…"

Jiang Han: "..."

The author has something to say:

You Diqi don't have anything to say today, just look at my amazing grandfather and you'll be done. Xiao Nie, come here and get the lunch.

A Jian habitually pulls our "Rose Tart" male protagonist and his cat out for a walk, writing a cool brother who keeps cats, and his body is full of hormones [ok]