Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

"She has been waiting for you, but you never came. In the end, she left crying." Chen Lan seemed to have not noticed Song Guanwen's ferocious expression due to panic, and stated calmly.

"You're talking nonsense! She's alive and well, how could she..." Song Guanwen retorted subconsciously, but then he took back the word "death" that was on the tip of his tongue.

"If you don't believe me, come in and take a look for yourself." Chen Lan's lips suddenly curled up into a sneer, as if mocking Song Guanwen's self-deception. She swayed her body to make way for him.

His legs, which had felt as heavy as if filled with lead, suddenly loosened. Song Guanwen was pleasantly surprised to find that his body could finally move. He rushed into the house without any hesitation.

The room was quiet and dark enough to swallow a person. Song Guanwen stumbled towards the only lighted direction, but stopped abruptly when he saw the figure lying on the bed, seemingly asleep.

"Xixi?"

Song Guanwen breathed softly and cautiously called out to the figure curled up in a small ball on the bed.

But all he got in response was a long silence. Song Guanwen shook his body, raised his voice a little, and shouted again.

"Xixi——"

The person on the bed was still silent. Song Guanwen gasped violently a few times, then rushed to the bedside. He held the person's head covered by hair with trembling hands, and his long eyelashes trembled like a moth flying into a flame.

A pale, thin, bloodless face.

Song Guanwen's pupils suddenly shrank, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and his throat seemed to be strangled, spasming pathologically, almost suffocating him.

"Xixi!"

Like a lost wild goose, Song Guanwen squeezed out a scream from his spasmodic throat and suddenly opened his eyes.

All he saw was lush green, and the golden rays of the setting sun shone through the willow branches onto his face, causing him to squint subconsciously.

The breeze blows by, bringing with it the unique moist scent of the river bank, the sweet water plants, the fragrant soil, and the faint smell of cow dung, all mixed together to form the most authentic rural flavor.

I could hear the rustling sound of egrets skimming over the water, and the slow snorting of an old ox in the distance was clearly audible. I felt the slightly prickly touch of the grass on my fingertips, and the warmth of the soil on my back coming through my thin clothes.

These vivid sensory details brought him back to reality little by little, and the suffocating dream finally dissipated slowly on the empty river bank along with the roar in his ears.

Song Guanwen was breathing rapidly, his chest heaving violently, his trembling fingertips unconsciously grabbing the grass beneath him, his knuckles turning white, as if he was still making a final tug with that heart-pounding nightmare.

After a long time, he finally took a deep breath, slowly calmed down, pursed his dry lips, reached out to smooth his sweat-soaked hair, and closed his eyes in pain.

Fortunately, it was just a dream.

Song Guanwen sighed in his heart with some relief. He really couldn't understand why he suddenly had such a terrible dream. Even though he was awake, he felt a sense of fear whenever he thought of Lin Xi's pale face in the dream.

Fortunately, it was just a dream.

Suddenly, he felt the friction of grass leaves against his waist. Without opening his eyes, Song Guanwen could guess that the fearless calf was causing trouble again.

But he was still frightened and his body was weak, so he naturally had no mind or energy to deal with it. Therefore, he just reached out and pulled down the hem of his coat, which had accidentally risen a little, to cover his waist.

But the calf was obviously not a tactful person. After being quiet for less than a moment, it moved its position again and began to pull the grass leaves and rub them on Song Guanwen's face lightly.

After waving his hands to drive it away several times without success, Song Guanwen finally couldn't bear it anymore. He suddenly reached out, grabbed the grass leaf that was messing with his face, and pulled it hard towards himself. At the same time, he suddenly opened his eyes and glared at the mischievous "calf" with anger.

"Ouch!"

A clear, somewhat panicked female voice suddenly rang out. Song Guanwen's body trembled, and before he could react, he felt his eyes go dark, and a soft body fell towards him and fell on his chest.

It was not until the warm temperature with the scent of roses penetrated the thin cloth and reached his chest that Song Guanwen suddenly realized who was lying on top of him.

"Xixi! Why is it you?"

The originally angry and impatient expression was quickly replaced by surprise and helplessness. Song Guanwen supported himself on the ground with one hand and subconsciously reached out to support Lin Xi who was lying on him with the other hand.

But when his hand was halfway extended, he seemed to be hesitant about something, and it wandered around Lin Xi's waist and back for a while, and finally landed lightly on the back of her head.

"Get up first, did you fall?"

"Pfft! Pah, pah, pah!"

Lin Xi raised her face from the soft grass, spat out the grass leaves that she had accidentally swallowed, and stood up using her hands and feet to support herself.

"I saw you taking a nap, so I wanted to tease you, but I almost fell flat on my face." Lin Xi patted the grass off herself and reached out to pull Song Guanwen off the ground.

Song Guanwen looked up at Lin Xi in front of him.

I saw that she had a well-proportioned figure, with a healthy blush on her cheeks. Her hair was wet with sweat and stuck to her cheeks. There were also a few blades of grass on her head. Although she looked a little disheveled, she was as lively as the tender willow branches on her head, completely different from the silent appearance in the dream. The uneasy stone in my heart finally fell to the ground.

He exhaled lightly, reached out and grasped Lin Xi's fingertips, exerted a little force, and stood up with the help of her strength.

"Didn't you say you were going to attend the commendation meeting and would be back tomorrow?" Seeing that Lin Xi was sweating and had obviously rushed here, Song Guanwen curled the corners of his mouth, reached out to smooth her hair, and spoke softly.

"You know our captain would never spend money to stay in a guesthouse, so he hurried back." Lin Xiwei raised her face and let Song Guanwen take out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off her face. Then she smiled cunningly and tilted her head.

"But you, Comrade Song Guanwen, why are you not focusing on herding cattle? Why are you slacking off and taking naps, and even sweating so much?"

After Lin Xi's reminder, Song Guanwen finally realized that he had just been frightened into a cold sweat by that dream. His eyes darkened and he pursed his lips.

"Had a nightmare."

"Nightmare? What nightmare? Hahahaha, you didn't dream about the cow running away, did you?" Lin Xi curled his eyes and said in a joking tone when he heard it.

"No..." Song Guanwen shook his head and lowered his hand that was wiping Lin Xi's sweat.

"What's wrong?" Seeing his gloomy expression, Lin Xi put away her giggling look and asked cautiously.

"I dreamed..." Song Guanwen's voice choked, and after a while he continued the next sentence, "I dreamed that you didn't want me anymore."