Ye Chan

Even if I realize that I have started to leave the dream, the pain of tearing my chest is so real. Lin Zixi squeezed the clothes on her chest tightly, crying silently.

Consciousness was still in chaos. Amidst the fainting sadness, Lin Zixi vaguely heard Ye Can's call from his ears.

The other party said tirelessly over and over again: "Don't cry, don't cry..."

Ye Can seemed to drop a warm kiss on her eyelids, and gently licked away her tears. Lin Zixi woke up from his dream sobbing, opened his eyes and looked at the person holding her in his arms, tears hazy.

Ye Can held her in his arms, wiped the excess tears from the corners of her eyes with his thumb, and said softly to her: "Why do you cry so hard? Is it uncomfortable because of illness?"

Ye Can said, putting his palm on Lin Zixi's forehead, and muttered, "The forehead is no longer hot. It stands to reason that the fever has subsided. Why is it still so uncomfortable."

She lowered her eyes, looked at Lin Zixi, and asked gently: "Lin Zixi, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying so hard?"

Lin Zixi lay in her arms, looking up at her caring expression, for some reason only felt sore in her heart. She raised her hand and traced the outline of Ye Can's face with her fingertips, as if she was about to carve her look into the depths of her soul, and whispered: "I just had a nightmare."

Ye Can is still very worried: "What nightmare?"

Lin Zixi pursed her lips and said with difficulty, "I dreamed of you..." Wait, what did she dream of? Dream of Ye Can going to hell? Some trivial fragments flashed through her mind, but they could not be summarized well. Lin Zixi shook her head and said, "Nothing, it's all over."

It's all gone, it's just a nightmare.

There was obvious worry on Ye Can’s face: "Are you afraid? If you are afraid, I will hug you." She leaned over and hugged Lin Zixi into her arms, using her high body temperature to relieve Lin Zixi. The residual coldness brought from the dream.

Lin Zixi shrank and nested into Ye Can's arms, as if in such a hot embrace, all the unknown anxiety was relieved.

After a while, Lin Zixi said in hindsight: "What time is it? Why didn't you go to the studio today?"

Seeing that she finally recovered, Ye Can turned her body, looked at her face to face, and said in surprise, "You don't remember anything?"

Lin Zixi was also a little at a loss: "Remember what?"

Ye Can sighed and said to her: "After falling asleep last night, you have been vaguely drilling into my arms. I stretched out my hand and felt your body temperature is abnormal, got up to take your temperature, and fed you to reduce the fever. Medicine. Seeing you didn't wake up in the morning, I asked the director for leave."

Simply yesterday's play of Ye Can was beautifully completed, and since there was no Ye Can's play today, Guan Shengkai agreed.

Lin Zixi heard Ye Can's explanation and looked up at her: "What time is it then?"

Ye Can yawned and said chaotically, "It's probably past nine o'clock... It's still early... By the way, are you hungry? If you are hungry, let's call a meal."

Even if it is usually staying up late, Ye Can rarely suffers from this kind of mental insufficiency. Lin Zixi raised her hand, stroked Ye Can's face, and asked softly, "Did you not sleep last night?"

Ye Can yawned again and nodded: "If you don't wake up, I don't dare to sleep."

The love contained in this sentence moved Lin Zixi. She turned a little sideways, put her hand on Ye Can's waist, looked up at her, and said, "Then let's have breakfast first, and then go to bed later."

Lin Zixi paused, and solemnly added: "I will sleep with you."

Ye Can felt that this idea seemed quite good, so he quickly raised his elbows and called for the delivery service.

The next day, the two hugged each other and slept in a warm hotel.

Maybe it was enough sleep that Lin Zixi's body recovered well, and when he woke up the next day, Lin Zixi was alive and well again. But Ye Can was worried that she would have a fever again, and he refused to let her go to the set.

In the end, Lin Zixi repeatedly promised that he would stay in Tong Lin's nanny car, and after writing in it, Ye Can agreed to let Lin Zixi go to the set with her.

On this day, Ye Can was filming in the crew, but Lin Zixi was nestled in the nanny's car with a tablet in her arms, her thoughts confused.

She wanted to write something, but with the stroke of a pen, what came to her mind was the scene of Ye Can being bitten by a ghost.

Although it was a dream, Lin Zixi believed that the person in the dream was Ye Can.

Although many details of the dream she had that night had been forgotten by her, she always remembered this scene, and she was terrified of it.

She didn't know what this dream meant, maybe it was just because Ye Can was acting in a similar scene that day, which made her feel worried and scared, so she had such a nightmare.

Or maybe there are other meanings behind this dream, which may indicate that Ye Can will be injured next?

But no matter what kind of reason it was, Lin Zixi had no clue. She fell into contemplation for a long time, and finally decided to pick up the pen and write down the dream that could still be recalled.

But that night, she dreamed again.

The dream this time was not as complete as the previous one, but was divided into several fragments and presented in her mind.

In the first fragment, she followed the white skeleton through the flowing black fog to a bridge. In the very center of the bridge, a lamp was lit, and a pot of tea was placed under the lamp. Bai Gulu led her to the tea mug, and said to the lamp: "Give this princess a bowl of tea."

She didn't know why White Skull called her to be the princess, but she refused White Skull’s proposal: "I don't need to drink this bowl of tea."

White Skull turned his head and looked at her with pitch-black eyes: "Whether you drink it or not, you will forget it. If you drink it, at least you will feel better."

She said lightly: "It's okay, at least I can remember a moment, it's a moment."

Then, she followed the white skull into the dark mist.

The dream was interrupted here, and when it resumed again, she seemed to have returned to her childhood.

In the dream, it is the hot summer of cicadas. With small arms and legs, she wore a straw hat and walked in the hot long street. The violent sun was scorching the long street, and there seemed to be a foul and rotten smell around it.

She carried a small plastic bag, searched every trash can tirelessly, found empty mineral water bottles and cans, and flattened them into her own small plastic bag.

She collected all those things and went home. Whenever the right time was right, her mother would take her by the hand and take her to the waste disposal plant to sell the collected things.

She has not dreamed of seeing her mother for many years. In this dream, my mother's face is still so clear and beautiful. After completing a transaction, my mother will raise her hand, stroke her head, and smile and say: "Our family is really so nice. I will leave these for you to buy ice cream, OK?"

She always said yes, but there was no memory of spending the money once.

Every time, she put the money in her piggy bank, hoping that she would grow up quickly.

She always hopes to have a little more money, not only because the life of single mothers with children is difficult, but the deeper reasons may have long been forgotten by her.

The dream doesn't seem to end here.

It flashed again, and the screen had switched to the cold hospital. In the cold white ward of Sen, she was standing next to the bed, holding her mother's fingers that still had residual heat, and sobbing: "Next...I will leave alone."

"You can rest assured, you must rest assured..."

That tone, obviously shouldn't be a child who lost his mother, and could say something. But she just understood very clearly that that was the words she could say.

The dreams in the back became more fragmented and messy. For a while, she was bullied by her cousin and hit her head with nosebleeds. For a while, she secretly opened a card with her aunt on her back, and deposited a lot of part-time money in it.

The bitterness of a young man is like the most sea water, making people sore. But for so many years, I don't know why, Lin Zixi never complained.

Even if she imagined someone to save herself when she was a teenager, she would eventually complete the rescue by herself.

This world may be very bitter, but she has never regretted coming.

When he woke up from his dream, Ye Can was rarely asleep. Lin Zixi turned sideways, nestled in her arms, staring at her sleeping face, and was silent for a long time.

For the next few days, Lin Zixi did not dream again. But as usual, she recorded all the things she dreamed of that night as material.

Soon, Jiang Yue and Meng Zhiqiu returned to the group to film the next plot of Dongshan Zhi.

After the winter, the life of the crew becomes more difficult. In the daytime, Ye Can and Meng Zhiqiu spent almost all of their time in the ice and snow. In order to keep out the cold, Lin Zixi would greet them to eat hot pot together almost every night.

A pot of boiling hot pot, accompanied by rice wine with a very low alcohol concentration, spent this cold winter like this.

Lin Zixi still dreamed from time to time, and the situation in the dream became more and more weird. Many deja vu scenes often appeared in her mind, but gradually blurred when she woke up from a dream. She can only rely on the remaining memory to record a few words in the dream.

Many times, when awakened in a dream, Lin Zixi would subconsciously sit up and look at Ye Can on the side.

Sitting on the head of the bed in her dressing gown, she stared at Ye Can, who was asleep, always feeling the scene very familiar.

It seems that in a dream, there is always such a person who sits naked on the bed every long night that he can't sleep. Sometimes I was staring at her, and sometimes I was looking into the distance.

That figure looked very lonely.

These frequent and absurd dreams seriously affected Lin Zixi's mental state. Sometimes when she saw the dream notes she made, she would even have some absurd thoughts, such as the relationship between her and Ye Can.

For example, this world really has things like **** and reincarnation. For example, she didn't drink Mengpo soup when she passed the Naihe Bridge. For another example, she actually remembered Ye Can all the time, and even waited for Ye Can.

Lin Zixi feels palpitations for the absurd thoughts that arise occasionally.

It stands to reason that Lin Zixi felt that he should share these absurd dreams with Ye Can. But for some reason, he couldn't speak. Until another night, she also woke up from her dream, and when she got up and sat on the bedside rubbing her temple helplessly, she heard a sigh next to her.

Lin Zixi turned his head and saw Ye Can get up with the quilt wrapped around her, covering her whole body.

When wrapped in warmth, Lin Zixi apologized and said, "Did I disturb you?"

Ye Can put her arms around her waist, shook her head, and said, "No, it's just that you always wake up in the middle of the night these past few nights. Is there anything bothering you?"

Lin Zixi was a little surprised, and turned to look at Ye Can: "So you know all about it?"

Ye Can nodded: "I know." Naturally, he showed his sleep state, but it was not very good.

Lin Zixi suddenly felt a little wronged: "Then you know, why didn't you come and hug me?"