We seems to have met in our dream

The box opened with a crash and scattered a lot of items.

Stomach medicine, cold medicine, tranquilizing and brain tonic, and a pair of massage hammers. Shen Haosong grabbed these worthless gadgets with his hands and finally set his eyes on one place.

It's a little music player. Shen Haosong snorted and smiled, curiously picked it up in his hand and gently pressed the play button.

"We seem to have met somewhere. Do you remember

It seemed that it was spring and I just sprouted

I walked past PI

No turning back

I remember jade

I almost forgot

……

I guessed your name and engraved it on the wall

I drew your figure towards the curved moon

We seem to have met somewhere, remember

When we come to the ends of our lives

The ends of the earth face each other. Who ever thought in this life

Can still meet, everything is like a dream... "

Shen Haosong took a deep breath and turned off the music.

The office suddenly quieted down, but his brain began to hum.

Shen Siyu smiled, and she pursed her little mouth and called her uncle... Shen Haosong never forgot, but the dusty memory that had been suppressed for too long, once set off, completely drowned him like a flood.

……

The two symbolic knocks on the door were just a reminder. When Shen Haosong turned his head, Si Zhenxuan had entered the door. The time was so short that he had no time to pick up the junk on the table.

"You don't have a headache. You really have to drink less in the future. Let me talk to you about the product launch in winter."

Shen Haosong turned his back and cleverly covered up behind him, "go, go to the sofa."

Instead of listening to Shen Haosong's words, Si Zhenxuan walked to him. With such a probe of his hand, he touched a massage hammer from behind Shen Haosong and snorted and smiled.

"Your wife is very clever. She looks like a good woman. I'm wrong."

Shen Haosong:

……

In the dark alley, there was a black car on the road that was not wide. People walking back and forth stared at the car.

Shen Haosong rubbed the steering wheel in his hand, and his eyes always fell on the faint yellow halo in the yard. There was a figure walking back and forth in the halo. Shen Haosong just looked at it quietly.

For a week, Shen Haosong sat here every day after work for several hours, but he never had the courage to get off the bus until his stomach began to ache.

Shen Siyu walked out with a big garbage bag in one hand, raised his other arm and wiped the sweat on his face.

The night of late autumn was very cold, and the sweat on her body was blown by the wind, like ice on her body.

Stepping up, Shen Siyu put the garbage bag behind the stone lion at the door and waited for the cleaners to collect it tomorrow morning.

When the success was achieved, Shen Siyu patted his hands with a small sense of achievement on his face.

The protruding eyes tightened and narrowed a seam.

When Shen Siyu knocked on his window, Shen Haosong was clearly a little flustered. Rolling down the window, Shen Siyu tilted his head and came over, "brother, why are you here?"

"Passing by."

Shen Siyu straightened up and looked back and forth at both ends of the winding alley, "Oh, passing by."

"Now that you've passed by, come in and have a seat! I just bought some boxes of good tea this time. When did I plan to go back to Beicheng and bring it to Grandpa."

Shen Haosong nodded and stepped out of the car.

In fact, Shen Siyu's tone and attitude were just casual concessions.

Shen Haosong followed Shen Siyu into the door and sat down directly on Shen Siyu's bed. In fact, it can't blame Shen Haosong's impoliteness, because the room is too small. Shen Siyu is reluctant to swing in it alone. With such a big Shen Haosong, the air pressure suddenly feels low.

It's just that you can't sit casually in the place of bed.

Shen Siyu smiled awkwardly and said nothing.

"I've just cleaned up the shop in front. The room is still a little messy. Don't mind." Shen Siyu turned and began to look for the teapot, and then walked out of the room with the teapot.

Shen Haosong looked around and around. He had been here before, but it was not as warm as it is now. It seems that Shen Siyu is in charge of this cabin.

The dim yellow light in the room is a little blurred.

He is familiar with the smell everywhere. It's not a precious aroma. It's shampoo combined with bath liquid, but he smells comfortable. And I'm used to it.

There are mobile phones, wet wipes, several bottles of cosmetics and

Shen Haosong stretched out his hand, picked up a picture frame and looked at himself and Shen Siyu laughing heartlessly. When should it be? She still keeps it. Shen Haosong has forgotten.

Shen Siyu came in and saw the picture frame in Shen Haosong's hand. Her face was a little ugly.

Putting down the kettle, Shen Siyu came forward and pulled the picture frame from Shen Haosong's hand. "It's just that the room is a little monotonous. Put it out as an ornament."

Shen Siyu said something, casually stuffed the photo frame under her bed, and then turned back to soak her tea.

"This is the great red robe of Wuyi Mountain. I don't have much research. Please try it for me and see if it can get into grandpa's eyes."

Shen Haosong took the cup and took a sip. Suddenly his body shook and the tea in the cup overflowed. Then Shen Haosong pressed his chest with one hand and rubbed it repeatedly.

The stomach is starting to hurt again.

Shen Siyu frowned and felt distressed, but he didn't show it at all.

"Haven't you eaten at night?"

"Well, the company is a little busy recently. I just came back from the company."

Shen Siyu nodded, but scolded Shen Haosong for pretending. When she walked around the room every day, didn't she know anything?

Even if he didn't know, he didn't know how many neighbors resented the black car every day. Shen Siyu just wanted to spend it and ignore it all the time.

"You work hard every day. How can you do without eating?" Shen Siyu gouged out Shen Haosong. "Wait, I'll make you a stutter."

Shen Siyu goes out and Shen Haosong presses down on his stomach. He leaned over and took out the picture frame from under her bed and put it well at the head of the bed. I have an unspeakable taste in my heart.

Before long, Shen Siyu held a bowl in both hands. Braving the heat, "don't dislike it. I have only these here, but it's fast, soft and warm. It'll be more comfortable after eating."

A bowl of plain noodles, with two leaves of green vegetables floating on it, a piece of tomato and an egg, it's so simple.

Shen Siyu went to Shen Haosong with her feet around the low table on one side, and then sent a bowl of noodles to the man. Touching a pair of chopsticks at his waist, Shen Siyu smiled foolishly, "don't worry, it's not dirty. I just washed it."

As soon as the chopsticks were handed over, Shen Haosong didn't answer for some reason. He just stared at Shen Siyu. Shen Siyu blushed and lowered his head. "Is it too hot? I'll blow it for you."

She leaned forward, and the fragrance from her head floated into Shen Haosong's nose, which was much more fragrant than this.

At a glance, Shen Haosong's Adam's Apple moved and couldn't pull out his eyes.

Shen Siyu was wearing a large V-neck hollowed out sweater, which fell loosely on half his shoulder. Because he leaned over, there was a jerk and a slight tremor at the pouring part of the collar.

Shen Siyu drew his long hair back behind him, for fear that his hair would fall into the bowl and get dirty, his white neck was exposed, and his provocative clavicle was hazy in the hot air.

Shen Siyu looked up, "eat, almost."