The school grass's sales contract

I was swept away by sleepiness, and gradually fell into a dream in Yuan Yan's arms.

In the dream, he and I were in suits and leather shoes, and our clothes and hair were wet by the rain.

"For you, so, happy birthday," he smiled beautifully, his teeth shining brightly.

"How old are you, and you still send flowers?" It was a bouquet of fragrant and charming red roses.

"Let's go in, I've reserved a table."

"But this restaurant is too expensive."

He grabbed my waist and led me in without any explanation.As soon as I sat down, I took my cold hand and put it near his mouth to breathe.

"Cold?"

I shook my head.

"For the holidays next month, let's go back to see my parents," he continued.

"It's better to say goodbye, our annual salary is so low, we will be nagged again when we go back."

"It's okay, let's be frugal this month and buy some good gifts to take home."

……

When I woke up, my head rested on Yuan Yan's shoulder, and my hands were still tied.

"Why did I fall asleep?"

He patted my head and asked with concern: "Are you asleep? I thought you passed out just now."

"I had a very strange dream."

"What dream?"

"I dreamed that I grew up with you, still poor."

He sneered and said: "You are poor, you poor man, don't drag me into the water."

"Yuan Yan, to be serious, have you ever had a strange dream?"

"Maybe not."

"Then have you ever dreamed about me?"

"Just once."

"What did you dream about?"

He thought for a while, and suddenly fell silent.

"talk."

"Why are you blushing all of a sudden?"

"Don't say it."

"Let me ask you one last question, did we know each other before?"

He denied: "Don't worry, my hair is not you."

But why do I always feel that we knew each other before?