#1117 Reality (7)

Qin Qiu silently took out a few tissues from the carton next to him, and then wiped away his tears.

Ye Yuxuan looked calm, indifferent, and had no mood swings.

Qin Qiu said: "You are too miserable, by the way, what happened to the bad woman who killed your family Weiwei? Did you cut her with a thousand swords?"

Ye Yuxuan thought for a moment, "There is no such thing as a thousand cuts. She loves her family, so she killed her family one by one, and then sent her to the streets to beg."

Qin Qiu: "...It sounds a little crazy."

This is more terrifying than killing people.

Qin Qiu looked up and down again at the man in front of him.

Still so cold, still so expressionless to the point of being unreasonable.

He wiped away his tears, "You haven't touched it at all."

It hurts to hear him dream.

Ye Yuxuan was crushed even if it was a stone.

Why is he so calm.

When he talked about his dreams before, didn't he sometimes show his emotions?

To make Ye Yuxuan show his emotions, it is usually possible to have a fatal blow.

Ye Yuxuan saw that the blanket on Bai Weiwei's body fell, revealing his shoulders, he stretched out his hand and pulled it up again, his voice extremely calm.

"I am used to it."

Getting used to the long despair, and then opening her eyes, she returned to the beauty of her side again.

Ye Yuxuan felt that the man in the dream was miserable, but he was not miserable.

Because she was always by his side, even if he kept having such terrible dreams, he lost her again and again.

But he only had to think that she was waiting for him in reality.

It was not a heavy and uncontrollable sadness that welled up in his heart, but a sigh of relief.

After a long time, he was able to cope with these strange tides of emotions.

When Qin Qiu heard this, he wiped his nose again.

"Why does it sound worse?"

It's not enough to have this kind of dream once, but it is done again and again.

And every time the heroine of these strange dreams is Bai Weiwei.

Qin Qiu looked sad, and said to Ye Yuxuan earnestly, "Xuanxuan, why don't you talk to Weiwei, I think your illness is really serious, a man is full of energy, it's rare to meet a girl you like. , I can't help but feel perverted in my heart, you can see what you have become."

Every time I dream of a bunch of love-hate stories with Bai Weiwei.

Every time, Bai Weiwei liked him to death.

This is what typical reality does not have, and can only be found in dreams.

Qin Qiu looked at Ye Yuxuan with more pity.

How to be a good young man without feelings.

All become unrealistic dreamers.

Qin Qiu suddenly felt that a single dog was fine.

Better than dreaming a dog.

Ye Yuxuan said indifferently: "It's a bit hard to hold back, but I think if she doesn't like it, I can hold back until I get married before going to bed."

Qin Qiu: "When will we get married?"

A few days ago, I was still discussing how to get an engagement party.

But Bai Weiwei fell apart as soon as she woke up.

Qin Qiu looked at Ye Yuxuan and his face became bitter.

Ye Yuxuan must have suffered worse than him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to have such unreliable dreams every day.

Ye Yuxuan looked at Bai Weiwei, she quietly closed her eyes and fell asleep, soft and fair.

His expression softened, and the calm indifference in his eyes was also infected with warmth.

"There will be that day, I can wait."

He waited for her for a long time.

So he has no shortage of waiting experience.