who are you

On the endless prairie, the stars are like a cover, and the deep black is pouring in from all directions without restraint.Two young men in white shirts lay side by side on a small grassy knoll, with many bright fireflies flying around them.

"Yisheng, why do you want to come here?" One of them propped himself up on his elbows, and the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up a few times casually, revealing a lean and strong forearm.

Fang Yisheng closed his eyes, as if he was extremely tired, he didn't even bother to open his mouth, and replied vaguely: "This place is big and spacious, and after staying for a while, my mood may also brighten... Shao Laosan, are you tired? "

Shao Yuan was stunned for a moment, looking down at Fang Yisheng's wisps of hair that were swayed by the night wind, he thought it was very cute, but he just asked unconsciously, "Why are you tired?"

Ten seconds passed without waiting for Fang Yisheng's response. He was as quiet as if he had fallen asleep, breathing shallowly.When Shao Yuan was about to lie down next to him again, he suddenly heard him say: "I'm tired of looking at this world. Third Shao, I want to sleep."

Shao Yuan didn't know how to respond to such a nonsensical sentence, but he secretly rejoiced that Fang Yisheng, who had only been working day and night, finally knew how to relax.Opening his mouth, he said, "Okay, go to sleep."

As soon as these words came out, Shao Yuan felt a tightness in his chest, he couldn't breathe, and felt a little painful.A big invisible hand that suddenly appeared grabbed him and tried to pull him away from here. He felt his body twisting and deforming...

"Don't! Don't sleep!" Shao Yuan almost screamed and woke up from the dream. He didn't care about sweating profusely, and quickly turned his head to one side, his eyes looked like a homeless puppy, confused and desperate.

The bedside lamp was dimly on, and there was no one around him, but the other corner of the quilt was lifted, and there was a large dent in the pillow.Shao Yuan silently put his hand under the quilt, it was still warm, he had just left not long ago.

When he was awake, Shao Yuan was exceptionally calm, he lay motionless on the bed.The bedside lamp was on, he thought.

With a "click", the bedroom door opened, and Fang Yisheng, who was wearing beige-colored home pajamas and wiping his wet hair with a dry towel, walked in.

Xu didn't expect Shao Yuan to be awake, Fang Yisheng was taken aback for a moment before coming over, got into the bed, leaned his back against the edge of the bed, covered his head with a towel, "Did I wake you up?"

"No." Shao Yuan denied, moved to his side, and put his face on his waist.Fresh temperature, fresh people.

"What are you going to do?" There was speculation in his heart, but he still asked, he was really stunned, and he felt satisfied after listening to this person say a few more words.

Fang Yisheng replied: "I went to take a shower and washed my head by the way."

"Didn't you just wash it?"

"Well, I had a dream."

It sounded like the answer was irrelevant, but Shao Yuan didn't think there was anything wrong, and jokingly said, "Did you dream that we went to a prairie together?"

"Huh?" Fang Yisheng smiled, "What kind of grassland are you going to? I didn't plan to go that far, so it's good to stay in Kyoto. But if it's convenient for you, you can send someone to the grassland to bring back a few alpacas so that I can make them suitable for domestic use. I'm quite interested in this pet."

"You, three sentences are not far from biological research." Shao Yuan laughed angrily at him, and then asked seriously, "I suddenly sweated a lot when I had to take a bath, what did I dream about that made me so scared?"

Fang Yisheng was very satisfied that Shao Yuan didn't take the opportunity to say something nasty, so after thinking about it, he decided to confess: "I've had the same nightmare for several days, and I don't understand what's wrong with me. But don't force me to talk about dreams What happened, I can’t remember when I wake up.”

"I really can't remember?" Shao Yuan was a little worried. Ever since Fang Yisheng woke up, he was easily nervous.

"Why did I lie to you?"

"No way," Shao Yuan thought for a while, sat up and wiped Fang Yisheng's hair, "I'll invite a psychiatrist to come and see you tomorrow, if you're sick, find out and treat it early."

"Fuck you, you're the only one who is sick." Fang Yi was overjoyed, and pushed Shao Yuan, but he didn't reject the other party's proposal.

Shao Yuan touched Fang Yisheng's soft hair, feeling that it was almost dry, leaned over from the bedside table on his side, took out the hair dryer and put it on the other side's head, after setting the time and intensity, he shrank back under the quilt.

"I've always wanted to ask you, how tall are you now?" Fang Yisheng asked suddenly.

Shao Yuan looked back at him inexplicably, and said, "You know."

"1.8 meters six?"

Seeing the other party nodding, Fang Yi was puzzled: "It's strange, when you stood with me during the day, I still thought you were short. I didn't seem to have your eyebrows as high as before."

"You remember wrong." Shao Yuan said lightly.

"Really not." Fang Yisheng insisted.

Shao Yuan looked back helplessly, and said with a smile: "Fang Yisheng, how old are you? I don't want to quarrel with you. Even if you grow taller, it's fine, for the second growth, no matter how many people ask for it, you can't ask for it."

Fang Yisheng thought about it, felt happy, and said, "That's good, I have to measure it tomorrow."

"Look at you, I'm going to tell you this. Who believes that what I said is Fang Yisheng, a well-known genius in the Research Department of Kyoto University."

"Say it, I don't care what they think."

At this time, the hair dryer made a soft "ding" sound, Fang Yisheng took it off, his upper body crossed Shao Yuan, supported the other side with one hand, and put the hair dryer back on the bedside table with the other.Shao Yuan chuckled, put his hand into Fang Yisheng's pajamas, and wiped some oil on his chest: "Good night, Fang Tiancai."

"Good night, Shao Laosan." Fang Yisheng leaned over and kissed him good night, before turning off the bedside lamp.

The next day, Shao Yuan really invited a psychiatrist, surnamed Zhang, about 30 years old, doctor of psychology, and I heard that he had won some awards abroad.Fang Yisheng doesn't know much about these things, but because the study of the soul field involves a certain amount of psychology, he is very happy to chat with such people, and he has no resistance from the beginning.

Shao Yuan originally wanted to stay at home with Fang Yisheng, but Fang Yisheng refused.

"You've been with me since I woke up, do you still want to do business?"

In fact, Shao Yuan has a lot of things to do in a day.In the Dragon Kingdom, the four major families now stand at the same time, with Shen and Song in the south monopolizing the Baidao economy, and Shao Xiao in the north controlling the underworld business.As the heir to the grandchildren of Shao's family, Shao Yuan has a lot to learn and deal with, plus the research projects in the laboratory... Shao Yuan also has a headache, thinking that Fang Yisheng has been staying at home, and nothing will happen again , Only then did a few more bodyguards come over, and then went out.

Fang Yi politely asked Dr. Zhang to sit down, got up and poured him a cup of tea.Dr. Zhang accepted it flatteredly, chatted with him for a few words, and found that the other party had no airs at all, he felt good about him, so he opened up to chat.

The two chatted casually for two hours, Dr. Zhang felt that the heat was almost ready, and the topic changed as soon as the topic changed.

"Since you woke up, have you had nightmares every night?" It was really a piece of cake for Dr. Zhang to deliberately maintain the relaxed tone and expression of the previous conversation.

Fang Yisheng was indeed affected by the other party's state, and he didn't subconsciously arm his heart, but tried to make himself more relaxed and replied: "Almost yes."

"Are they all the same nightmare?" Dr. Zhang's voice softened a bit.

"...Yes." He paused before answering.

"Do you remember what you dreamed about?" Probing.

This time there was a longer pause, or rather, silence.

This kind of silence usually means an affirmative answer, but he is unwilling to say it, Doctor Zhang thought to himself.He was about to take a roundabout way, when Fang Yisheng said, "I don't remember what I told Shao Yuan..."

Dr. Zhang understood immediately, but deliberately said unhurriedly: "I won't tell him. In this room today, no third person will know every word we say between you and me, I promise."

Fang Yisheng took a deep breath: "Actually, I don't remember everything, it's just that I do it too many times, and I remember a little more each time..."

Stretch out your hand and gesture: "There are still so many accumulated."

Doctor Zhang nodded and silently encouraged him to continue.

Fang Yisheng moved back, leaned his head on the sofa, and looked at the ceiling: "It's dark. It's dark everywhere, and it's still covered with fog... No, it's more like haze, making people breathless... No, It was just an inexplicable feeling, in the dream I couldn't feel my body at all, it was more like a mass of consciousness floating in the air..."

Dr. Zhang quietly took out a palm-sized hardcover notebook and a ballpoint pen the length of his index finger from his pocket, and began to take notes.

"...there was the sound of steel pipes colliding, and something fell to the ground with a 'bang'... one, or several?" Fang Yisheng frowned, "a man was screaming, it seemed to be in pain, but I heard laughter again Voice……"

"Can you judge the surrounding environment?"

"No impression."

Doctor Zhang stared into Fang Yisheng's eyes for a long while, and decided that the other party was not lying.

"Well, let's not talk about the dream for now. Come on," Dr. Zhang sat up straight, put the notebook and pen on the table, turned to the customer, and poured a cup of tea for Fang Yisheng, "Drink some water, I think your lips are dry gone."

Fang Yisheng took a sip and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Dr. Zhang flipped through the bag he was carrying, took out an imager from it, and put it in the middle of the table.

"Let's talk about something else, like... your happiest... time?"

Fang Yisheng was stunned for a moment, as if thinking of something, he smiled slightly.

Doctor Zhang swears that he has never seen anything more amazing than that fleeting smile just now.I'm straight, I'm straight... he reminded himself.

"It should be when I was still studying at the Kyoto Academy..."

The author has something to say: update twice on the first day~

The next chapter will enter the first memory kill, the perspective is very confusing 2333