Bamboo horse has been deliberate for a long time

Chapter 56 Same Bed, Different Dreams, She Dreamed Once
A cat purring usually means it is angry.

Xing Xing seemed to know that An Yuecheng was going to take away its bed.

"Why don't you sleep with your brother, Xing Xing?" An Yuecheng discussed with it.

Xing Xing stared at them, very territorial. In his heart, he probably had already designated the entire second bedroom as his territory.

He refused to back down half a step.

The only ones who backed down were An Yuecheng and the others.

"It seems that I can only sleep on the sofa." Qi Can sighed and walked out first.

By the time An Yuecheng arrived in the living room, he had already spread the quilt and was lying on the sofa.

The sofa in the family area has not been changed, it is still the old-fashioned spring and autumn chair, the wooden one is very hard, and the bones seem to be falling apart when I wake up the next day.

And now that it is autumn, there is no doubt that spring and autumn chairs are easy to catch cold.

It's not like it was in early September.

"Are you really sleeping here? The spring and autumn chair is hard and cold..." An Yuecheng stood three meters away, staring at him with some confusion.

The young man spread his hands, innocent and pitiful, "What else should I do? It should be better than a spring chair if you use it on the floor. Anyway, it's only for one night, so it doesn't matter if you make it up."

It is so compromising that it makes people feel as if their hearts are being held by powerful hands, and it is almost impossible to breathe.

"After ten o'clock, if we rush back to Suhe Town, it should be eleven o'clock." She quickly made another suggestion.

Qi Can raised his head and looked at An Yuecheng with a half-slanted body. He had the posture and temperament of an ancient beauty lying on a chaise longue.

"Sister, I've been busy all day today, and I'm already very sleepy. If I drive, there is a risk of fatigue driving." He spoke in a lazy voice, speaking very slowly, making it clear that he would rather sleep in a spring chair than go back today.

An Yuecheng still hasn't given up: "I can drive."

"I'm asleep, sister." The boy lay down again, with the quilt covering his chest, half curled up, and closed his eyes.

"..." An Yuecheng fell silent.

Qi Can seemed to really not want to move anymore.

He did a lot of physical work today, and he didn't have time to peel grapefruits for himself at night.

An Yuecheng took a few steps forward, leaned over and looked down at him: "Are you really asleep?"

The young man's slender eyelashes trembled, and he said softly, "Sleep."

"Go back to the master bedroom." After all, she was soft-hearted, and after all, it's not like they haven't shared the same bed before.

Qi Can raised his eyebrows involuntarily, and slowly opened his eyes, "There is only one bed in the master bedroom, right?"

Which pot does not open which pot.

"But the victory is great." An Yuecheng turned around, couldn't help pinching her hot earlobe, "Put something in the middle and you can sleep through it."

"My sister sincerely invites me, and I have no reason to refuse." With a bright smile on the young man's lips, he hugged the quilt and went straight to the master bedroom.

As if afraid that An Yuecheng would regret it.

An Yuecheng closed the bedroom door casually, and when she turned around, she heard Qi Can calling her: "Sister, come on."

It has the flavor of "Grandfather is here to play" in that kind of place.

"Can you stop expressing the feeling that I want to sleep with you." She stroked the center of her eyebrows with her fingertips, feeling that she had repeatedly tested on the verge of losing the bottom line.

Unexpectedly, the boy fell silent.

An Yuecheng took out Xia Tian's towels from the cabinet, rolled them up and placed them between her and Qi Can, then turned off the headlights and went to bed in the dark.

Lying on the side, keeping an absolutely safe distance from Qi Can, she lay with her back facing Qi Can, avoiding the temptation of beauty.

She is satisfied.

"If my sister wants to sleep, it's not impossible, after all, we are in a foster relationship." Suddenly, Qi Can spoke surprisingly.

There is no bottom line.

Worse than An Yuecheng.

She closed her eyes and decided to ignore Qi Can, otherwise she would be even more brilliant if given some sunshine.

It was dark in the room, only the faint moonlight came in through the window screen.

Qi Can had already adapted to the darkness, and his eyes fell on An Yuecheng's slender neck, which was so white that it caught the eye, "Sister, you said you had different dreams in the same bed before, but what about us now?"

"I don't dream." Her voice was very weak.

She exercises regularly and is in a healthy state of mind. She has been falling asleep quickly and of good quality, with almost no dreams.

Be it a dream or a nightmare.

"Then do you remember? When we were young, we also slept in the same bed." Qi Can's voice also faded, and the gorgeous and clear voice suddenly revealed a bit of nostalgia.

Slowly turning and playing like an old record, it brings people back to the old days.

An Yuecheng's tense back relaxed, and his tone softened: "I remember, you said you were afraid of thunder, and insisted on asking me to protect you for several summers. No matter how much my parents persuaded me, they couldn't persuade you. You are not happy to sleep with them."

"Sister, you misunderstood me. I didn't want to be a light bulb at that time." Qi Can poked her shoulder with his finger, "Turn around and talk, okay?"

An Yuecheng wanted to refuse, but his voice sounded immediately: "We were like this when we were young, head to head."

"If you don't sleep at night, what else can you say?" She was indifferent.

The reason is that she thinks that Qi Can's face has no resistance.

"Will you miss the past?" Qi Can asked softly after a moment of silence.

can you?

Of course it will.

Who doesn't miss the youthful and passionate boyhood?

What's more, in her past, there is still such a brilliance.Although it disappeared suddenly at the end.

"No." But she finally gave a negative answer, "What is there to miss in the past? People, if you want to live in the present, you have to look to the future."

The boy was silent.

After a long time, An Yuecheng heard his inaudible voice: "I want to be your only choice for the present and the future."

That night, An Yuecheng, who rarely dreamed, had a dream.

She dreamed that she had returned to her old middle school campus, holding a graduation certificate in her hand, and taking a photo with the plaque of "Emperor University Affiliated High School".

Qi Can, who was holding the camera, looked at her gently, and said to her: "When I graduate in two years, my sister will come to take pictures for me, right?"

She replied very firmly: "Definitely, I'm sure I'll shoot you the demeanor of an international superstar."

However, within a few months, the boy drifted away from her.

When Qi Can graduated, An Yuecheng was also busy with scientific research projects, so he couldn't go to the scene to take the promised international superstar photos for him.

The screen turns.

Flickering lights, deafening music and loud voices swarm in, and the bar at night is full of hormones.

The young man in the corner drank one cup after another, his movements were coherent, his cold white complexion was stained with crimson little by little, his bright peach eyes lost their vitality, like an ancient well without waves.

Later, he seemed to be drunk, leaning half up on the deck, his forehead hair was soaked with sweat, sticking to his skin, and he lost his usual beauty.

Even if this pretty face is ignored, he is no different from a drunk on the street.

His glistening red lips moved.

An Yuecheng heard: "Sister, you are really heartless."

　Xiao Qican: I am afraid of thunder.

　　An Yonglin Ruan Xiaoling: Who are you lying to?

　　Little Chengzi: Lie to me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)