spring dream

035

The bowl on the table was covered with a porcelain plate, and it contained warm porridge. Xiao Jing said that if it was not enough, the kitchen could make it again. Wen Qi knew that he only ate half of it, and left the remaining half for Xiao Er.

Xiao Er entered the room and took off his coat, clasped the mouth of the bowl with his palm, raised his head and drank it all, wiped his mouth, and wiped Wen Qi's gaze. When he looked at him, Wen Qi naturally turned his back and looked out the window. , index finger to tease/tease the ferret in his arms.

There was only one room on the second floor with an independent bathroom, and Sister Fang lived there, so Xiao Er took Wen Qi to the public sink to wash up.The incandescent lamps in the water room are still old-fashioned bulbs, which flicker intermittently, and the vision is dim.

When Wen Qi brushes his teeth, he always leans slightly to avoid people.Xiao Er stealthily glanced at the past. What he saw before was a head of soft brown hair, but now it was cut short, revealing a slender neck and ears as soft as jade carvings. In addition, the other party was wearing his own wide red long hair. Sleeves, the bottom swings at the knees, this toothbrush can last more than ten minutes.

Back in the room, Wen Qi and the ferret crawled onto the bed. Xiao Er turned off the light, and the camp bed made a "creaking" sound in the dim light.Turning over, Xiao E simply used his coat as a quilt and crossed his legs, not daring to continue looking at Wen Qi, forcing himself to fall asleep quickly.

The ferret curled up next to the pillow, its white and fluffy tail occasionally brushed Wen Qi's face, a little itchy.He turned his lower body, and in the gradually clear vision, Xiaoer's breathing was regular and smooth.

How many days and nights, the picture in front of his closed eyes is the same person. Wen Qi relies on the sense of security that Xiao Er gave him, and gives himself a little strength before going to sleep every night.

All kinds of things that happened in the past began to emerge in his dreams one by one. Wen Qi didn't tell Xiao Er that he was afraid of sleeping, but only when he was sleeping, Xiao Er would stay by his side every step of the way, so close that he could stretch out his hand. bump into.

Wen Qi closed his eyes and exhaled slowly and evenly.

Still that scene.The dark corridors are twists and turns, and the smell of the medicine that gets into the nose is strong and choking, and the pupils are always blurred, and I can't see anything clearly.There was a piercing metallic sound, and men and women wearing masks were holding needles, and the places with dense blood vessels on their arms were smeared with a layer of ice.

The pain pierced the nerves, the fear penetrated into the lungs, and everyone around him looked hideous. Wen Qi felt that something was swelling and burning in his body. He bent his back, opened his mouth, and screamed as he struggled while tearing the white sheet.

The screen jumps, another room is changed, and someone is whispering: "You can't take R away, he is too fragile, he is so sick and no one cares, and going out is a dead end."

It was still the same voice: "The chemical room on the east side of the pharmaceutical factory is full of flammable materials. It will explode at one o'clock. We only have one chance. We must not be dragged down by him."

"K is right." A hoarse voice answered, "I really don't understand why you insist on dragging this oil bottle. If it wasn't for him, we would have left long ago."

Wen Qi was lying on the bed unable to move, he was too weak and exhausted, his pupils were gray, his dry lips were slightly parted, and his throat was burning and sore.Out of the corner of his eye, a slender figure was sitting on the window sill, with one leg bent and the other hanging down naturally, holding a rotten apple in his hand and throwing it high.

"R is not like us," he said. "We are orphans that no one wants, alive or dead, no one will remember."

"R is waiting for someone to pick him up." The figure jumped up and walked towards Wen Qi's hospital bed. The distance was getting closer, but his facial features were still unclear. "If R can survive, the meaning of our life will be different." .”

"He will remember us."

Immediately after a moment of dizziness, Wen Qi seemed to have fallen into the water, ups and downs, mottled silhouettes swaying in front of him, and then turned into a dazzling white light, roaring behind him with a suffocating sense of oppression.With a pain in his wrist, he found himself prostrate on the concrete floor, his head resting on his chin, his hands and feet were bound with thick ropes, his mouth was bloody, and he looked at the end of his field of vision in a state of embarrassment.

The man got farther and farther away from him, and finally stopped.

Wen Qi opened his mouth wide and screamed, "Run! Leave me alone! Run!"

But the heart is desperately longing, "Don't leave me", and, "Don't leave me".

The moment he opened his eyes, the air he inhaled began to cleanse his internal organs, his heart rate was too fast, and the air pressure in the ear canal was pulled into a sharp whine.Wen Qi straightened his upper body, arched his back, and lowered his head. He seemed to have a kind of silent forbearance, but his inner emotions were clamoring one after another, wanting to rush out of the body.

Outside the window, the calls of insects and birds could be vaguely heard. There were lights in the distance, and the hair was drenched in cold sweat. On the bed, due to excessive fatigue, there was a faint snoring sound from the nasal cavity.

The left arm pressed against the abdomen, and the right arm stretched out of the camp bed, crossed the gap, and rested on the edge of the bed.Wen Qi didn't know how long he had been silent, and his figure was about to merge with the thick night. He looked at the right hand with five fingers bent towards the palm, and slowly, he held it with his left hand, fingers interlocking.

Thank you for not leaving me behind.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning came into the room, and Xiao Er woke up. He quickly squinted his eyes, and before his consciousness came back, he anxiously looked for Wen Qi with his eyes.The other party was still sleeping, a soft smile curled up on the corner of his lips, Xiao E watched it for a long time, and then smiled, wondering what kind of dream Wen Qi was having, and if there was himself in the dream.

Just when he wanted to get up to wash up, his right arm went numb, Xiao Er suddenly raised his hand, his eyes widened.Countless doubts popped up Tianling Gai: What's the situation?Wen Qi and I hold hands?When did this happen?what happened last nightFuck?Sleep holding hands?Wait a minute... Ten fingers, clasp?

Xiao Er frowned in shock, with a dazed expression on his face, and the last question hit his soul: Why did I sleep like a dead pig?

This movement woke Wen Qi up.Xiao Er asked himself that there was nothing to love, turned his head, and slammed into Wen Qi's eyes unsuspectingly.

Hot air gushed out from the earholes, and his face was blushing unreasonably. He couldn't tell if it was because he had missed the other party in his dream, and it was hard to hold back. He felt that he should let go at this time, but he really didn't want to give up.

In order to ease the embarrassment, he opened his mouth and muttered with the tip of his tongue. After a long time, he only spit out two words: "...Good morning."

Wen Qi looked away and sat up, withdrew his hand in satisfaction, straightened the neckline that slanted over his shoulders, brushed his fingertips over the straight collarbone, and said softly to Xiao Er, "Good morning."