He took out his cell phone and sent a short message to the number without notes.

Brother, you are so charming. I'm jealous. ]

he has not replied for a long time, and he is used to it. In fact, if it wasn't for him today, Gu Liushen, who is busy with affairs, would not appear in Yu yinraoliang's song friends association as a mysterious guest.

Now, he used to go to bed early, should he really fall asleep?

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however, Gu sifan thinks that someone who has fallen asleep is wearing a grey Plaid Pajama, wearing an eye mask, lying on a soft dark blue bed, relaxed, with a headset in his ear and a single cycle.

On the screen is the one hundred year old body that he sang with the little girl who didn't know the real name tonight. The melody is gentle and quiet, the Zen sound is curly, and the distant bell sound pulled him to sleep.

In the dream, the pretty girl in lotus flower skirt could not see her face clearly, but he vaguely knew that she was laughing at him. He walked to her, but the stone path under his feet seemed to never reach the end. He walked all the time, and she was standing in the distance smiling sweetly at him. His steps accelerated, but her body seemed to be pulled by something, and she quickly pulled back.

He sped forward and began to speed up his running. He walked through a spring, a summer, a fall full of dead leaves, and saw her standing in the ice and snow.

She was wearing a thin plain clothes, no smile on her face, tears falling from her chin, falling into the snow at her feet, melting a pool of water.

Surrounded by a vast expanse of snow-white, like the blade of a knife, the cold wind was raging his heart, and he was wounded, but he would not stop, step by step, bit his teeth and came to her.

She was crying, silent tears, tears seemed to hit his heart.

"Who are you?" was the first sentence he said

She didn't make any sound from the beginning to the end, she cried and shook her head, and her feet stepped back step by step.

He pursued, "who are you? Why can't I see your face clearly! "

She said, "don't you understand? I don't understand... " Sentence by sentence repetition and whisper soon disappeared in the wind. He only had a flash of his mind's Kung Fu, leaving a blank blank in front of him.

He quickly stepped forward and bowed his head. The place where the woman stood was the blood stained with snow!

Gu Liu opened his eyes, pulled off his blindfold and sat up.

Outside, the sky was already bright, and the cool sunlight was projected from the transparent and huge landing window, and the next mottled fragment was shown in him.

I don't know when the first two buttons of the pajamas have been rubbed open, revealing the pale and emaciated clavicle. What's under him? He reached into the quilt and fumbled for a moment. He took out a mobile phone from the quilt, pressed the power supply, it was out of power, and it shut down automatically.

The earphone cable is well plugged in. Thinking of last night's dream, his clear eyes are drooping, and he touches the mobile phone with body temperature. Is this dream meaningful, or is it just the imagination of his own subconscious?

The last piece of shocking red blood in the dream, like the clean white color around him, made him dizzy.

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today is the day Su Kui promised to reply to Gu sifan. In fact, she had already decided to enter Yu yinraoliang's interior anyway, but she didn't expect it would be so simple. After a simple wash, she turned on the computer again. At eight o'clock in the morning, Gu sifan was not online.