Chapter 86: Extra Story Daydream

It rained lingeringly for a week, without the sun, it was cloudy and cold, such a wet winter is rare in Mian City, and the flowers and plants on the windowsill were half wilted.

Ye Sheng went to the balcony to carefully water the flowers and plants, and then went to touch the clothes that were hung on the hanger in the morning, and finally picked up a few that were barely half-dried.

The family was usually deserted, and he was the only one. If Ye Rong didn't come back, he wouldn't start cooking himself, so it would be okay to just eat a bowl of instant noodles.

He doesn't have the habit of taking naps. Usually, he spends this time reading some useless books, mostly psychological books, for Ye Rong, and maybe for himself.

"Actually, a dream is the fulfillment of a wish, stemming from a suppressed desire."

"Those who dream have their backs to the waking world."

It was obvious that there was no sunshine in the continuous winter rain, but Ye Sheng felt as if he was indulging in the sleepy warm color in the afternoon, but the warmth was cold, and the hypocritical whiteness was like the light of a cold iron blade.

"I'd rather let myself be disappointed than have extravagant hopes."

"Your eyes are tired, tired, close your eyes."

A dream come true during the day.

Ye Sheng didn't know when he was lying on the table and took a nap, he lightly pinched his eyebrows, closed the book and got up to open the bedroom door.

There was a person sitting in the living room who shouldn't be here, Ye Rong on the sofa raised his head when he heard the movement, and frowned while holding the instant noodle box on the table: "Xiaosheng, why are you eating instant noodles again? You are still growing, you need to eat more meat and drink milk..."

Ye Sheng didn't seem to be surprised by his sudden appearance, so he interrupted him and said, "Why are you back?"

Ye Rong bent his eyes and smiled, "Of course I miss our Xiaosheng!"

Ye Sheng first went to the kitchen to wash a box of cherries, then walked over and sat beside Ye Rong, picked the biggest one and fed him naturally, "Why do you think of me?"

Ye Rong choked on the brightly colored cherries, her teeth accidentally touched Ye Sheng's fingertips, and her lips were quickly dyed red by the dark juice, "I think Xiaosheng is because he likes Xiaosheng."

He blinked, as if he didn't know what he was talking about, and continued: "It's like Xiaosheng likes me."

The fireworks in the abyss lit up extremely faintly for a moment, and were extinguished by a more intense and sharp darkness in an instant.

Ye Sheng used his index finger to scrape the juice from his lips, his expression did not have a crack, looked into his eyes, restrained and affirmed: "I don't like you, you are Ye Rong, I am Ye Sheng, you will always be my brother. "

Ye Rong grabbed his wrist and lowered his head to put his fingers in his mouth.

Ye Sheng sighed heavily and said helplessly, "Ye Rong..."

Ye Rong let go of him, leaned over to support his shoulders, sat in his arms, and coaxed: "Xiaosheng, is it not good to indulge yourself once, no one will know, love me well before dark ."

"Xiaosheng, don't you want to kiss me? Don't you want to have me? Don't you want me to be with you forever? You can do whatever you want now, I'm right here."

Ye Sheng's eyes were a little out of focus, his mouth overflowed with a smile, but he smiled reluctantly, and muttered to himself: "What's the use, it's just self-deception."

Ye Rong in his arms became worried, and reached out to ease the worry between his brows, "Silly Xiaosheng, why don't you dare to be brave again in your dreams?"

Ye Sheng heard the words and gently pulled him into his arms, his face pressed against his chest.

Plop plop, this is a heart that will always beat fast for Ye Rong.

Ye Sheng's most daring move was just to kiss his forehead, "Anyone in this world can love you and have you, but I'm not worthy, I've already got too much, you can't be too greedy, I just want you to be happy."

Ye Rong acted coquettishly in his arms: "Then do you like me or not? Xiaosheng, it's getting dark soon, the daydream is over, and I'm leaving."

The child standing in the abyss is holding the long-extinguished fireworks stick and crying, and the person who desires is like holding a torch. Going against the wind is bound to burn your hands.

No one remembered a moment when the fireworks in his hands were so bright and moving.

Except himself.

The false afternoon warmth in the room disappeared like a ebbing tide, and the shivering cold rushed in, and the rain outside the window still did not stop.

Ye Sheng's empty embrace seemed to be laughing at his just daydreams.

But he still didn't seem to wake up. He looked into the eyes of "Ye Rong" in his arms, and before dark, he said solemnly and seriously, "I like you."

What he didn't want to admit was that his heart forbid him to lie.

[The author has something to say: the words in the book Ye Sheng read are all from "Analysis of Dreams"]