Daydream Me

As soon as Shen Wan's words came out, everyone stopped, Jiang Han's arm was in the air, He Songnan raised his head, Wang Yiyang was stuffing a piece of fish tofu into his mouth, and it fell back into the bowl with a "click".

He Songnan was the first to react, put down his chopsticks, and said with a smile: "Hey, why is it inappropriate, my sister comes out to have a hot pot and a drink to be lively, there is nothing wrong."

Shen Juan glanced at him: "Minor."

"..."

He Songnan was choked, and pointed to Wang Yiyang next to him: "This guy is also underage."

The underage Wang Yiyang who was pointed at bit the fish tofu, picked up the beer bottle, and blew a third of the blow, exhaling a sigh of relief.

He Songnan approached and tapped the bottle with a smile: "Why can't you be my little roommate?"

Shen Jian could see that this person did it on purpose.

He put down his hands, leaned back, raised his head slightly, raised his eyebrows and looked at him without speaking.

He Songnan raised his hands high: "Yes, I understand, no, no, no, my sister is underage, and my sister drinks Coke."

Wang Yiyang watched the play with relish, and pointed at He Songnan with his paw: "Brother Nan, if you say you can't eat it honestly, you have to get skin, are you happy now?"

He Songnan is happy, and Wang Yiyang is also very happy watching the play.

Jiang Han was very stunned, he felt that something was not quite right.

There was only half of the box of beer left. He Songnan and the others were like barrels of wine. The beer was like water. After drinking the half box, his face didn't change. The last few bottles were divided at eight o'clock.

There was nothing left in the pot, Lin Yujing occasionally ate some vegetables and listened to them chatting while eating.

Boys are different from girls when they talk about it. Lin Yujing is actually used to it. She doesn't have any good female friends. She used to go out with Lu Jiaheng and Cheng Yi to listen to a group of boys sitting and chatting together. A boy of this age, All chats are playing, game ball game girls, occasionally open yellow accent, much the same.

It was already completely dark, and there were a lot of string lights hanging in the small courtyard, and the lights on the porch were also on, the light was dim and bright.

The tattoo studio in the alley, the small yard the size of a palm, the hot and spicy hot pot, the bright and enthusiastic teenagers, spread out vividly in front of her in this strange city, there is a strange feeling little by little Iron.

Wang Yiyang and the others were chatting happily. It was only eight o'clock when they saw that they were going to buy wine. He Songnan said nothing, dragged Wang Yiyang and Jiang Han and said, "Let's go brother, let's buy wine."

After walking out the door, he looked back at Shen Jian, his eyes were very connotative: "Lord Tien, watch the house."

Lin Yujing was still biting a green vegetable in his mouth, and the boy who raised his head and made a fuss was gone, and the small yard was suddenly silent.

Shen Wan sat quietly beside him, leaning back in the chair, playing with Lin Yujing's empty cup that had been useless.

Aware of her gaze, he raised his head: "Are you full?"

He didn't speak much just now, and his voice was a little hoarse at first, and it was brushed by the night and lights, with a strange texture.

Lin Yujing nodded, his eyes fell on the hand he was holding the cup. His hand was beautiful, his fingers were long, the fingertips were holding the mouth of the cup, and the metacarpal bone on the back of his hand was slightly raised, looking thin and strong.

She suddenly remembered how the teenager had just held her cup, pulled the tab of the Coke can open, and put it in front of her.

"Is there an access control at home?" Shen Juan asked suddenly.

"Ah?" Lin Yu was startled and shook his head.

Shen Wan's chair moved back: "I don't know when they will play. If you are in a hurry, I will send you first."

Lin Yujing was not sure if this was an eviction order or something.

Hurry up when you're full, what are you doing here? Are we acquainted?

is that what it means?

She glanced at the time. At half past eight, she nodded slowly: "Wait for them to come back and say hello. It's not too late now, I'll just go by myself."

Shen Jian glanced at her, said "um", and said nothing.

Even though she didn't drink alcohol, Lin Yujing and Fu Mingxiu had dinner together every day. It was a really painful experience. She felt that she might get a stomach problem if she continued to eat like this.

It's really been a long time since I've had such a comfortable dinner, and I'm a little sleepy at this time.

She raised her hand and turned off the induction cooker that was still bubbling. She supported her head with one hand, and stared lazily at the wooden sign with totems hanging on the door of his studio for a while. : "Is this your shop?"

Shen Lian raised his eyes: "Ah," his eyes were dark and his voice was a little hoarse, "Forget it, my uncle's."

Lin Yujing noticed it, glanced at him, and changed the subject: "Well, isn't tattooing quite profitable?"

"It's okay, I don't charge much, so I can earn a living allowance," he glanced at her, "Want to get a tattoo?"

Lin Yu was stunned for a while, then shook his head: "It hurts to look at."

Shen Juan looked at her with a half-smile, "The place you chose is not too painful."

"..."

Lin Yu reacted in shock for three seconds before remembering what he was talking about, and looked at him blankly, "Student Shen, it's boring for you to chat like this."

Shen Lian hooked his lips: "Okay."

"Then do you usually live here?" Lin Yu asked in shock.

"Well," Shen Lian paused and said, "this is my home."

Lin Yu was speechless.

These few words of Shen Jian are really too profound, and it makes people unable to think about it.

This place is really not good except that it is located in the city center. This kind of old house in an old alley, the wooden floor looks like it is about to rot, and it is creaking when you step on it. There are seven or eight households on the first floor, and each household is very large. Small and very poor soundproofing.

And his uncle's shop was his home.

In just a split second, Lin Yu was startled to add countless content, Shen Juan changed from a cool and crazy school bully to a storyteller who wanted to tattoo himself to earn living expenses to support himself.

Lin Yujing dragged his head and blinked slowly, with a short story of 50,000 words in his head, he couldn't help yawning.

The little girl looked very sleepy. After yawning, her eyes were watery and a little red. The corners of the eyes were wide open, the corners of the eyes were slightly hooked, and the eyelashes were drooping.

She was a little cold, always shrank her neck slightly, and rubbed her forearm with her fingers unconsciously.

Shen Jian looked at her for a while, then put down the cup in his hand: "Go in and wait."

Lin Yujing's fingertips were frozen, so he nodded quickly, stood up, and followed him in.

She sat down on the sofa, Shen Juan took a blanket from the side and handed it to her, Lin Yu was startled and thanked, took it and pulled it away.

The dark gray blanket, with thick fleece, feels soft and warm.

Lin Yu held it high for five seconds in shock, and recited it three times in his heart.

This is the big guy's blanket.

The blanket that the boss used to cover her head was actually covered by her.

She carefully pulled a horn and put it on her body.

The room was very warm, and Lin Yujing sank into the sofa, holding a pillow in his arms, raised his head and yawned again.

Only then did she realize that the ceiling was also painted.

The winged angel in front of the temple held a bouquet of bright flowers in his hand, the devil held a trident and stood on the cliff made of human bones, with bright red hot magma under his feet.

Half heaven, half hell.

Lin Yujing wanted to ask who drew it, but she raised her head and didn't see where Shen Juan was.

Maybe he went out to eat, but he wasn't full.

She tilted her head and rubbed her eyes.

Shen Juan went in and found an empty cup. The switch of the water dispenser was not turned on, and there was no hot water in it. He found the kettle and boiled the water.

He leaned on the kitchen refrigerator and waited for a while, took out a cigarette case from his pocket, knocked one out, and bit the lighter.

Halfway through it, I glanced outside.

Most of the people on the sofa were blocked, and only a piece of hand hanging on the side of the sofa could be seen.

Shen Juan put the lighter back in his pocket, took out the cigarette and threw it aside.

A few minutes after the water boiled, Shen Jian poured a glass and went out. Lin Yujing was already asleep.

She was leaning over her body, slumped into the soft sofa and a pile of cushions, with a blanket in her hand that only dared to tug on one side, half of her arm covered in one corner, looking pitiful.

Shen Wan put the water glass in his hand on the coffee table, stood by the sofa and looked down for a while.

After hesitating for a while, he raised his hand, pulled the blanket up, pulled it across his chest, shoulders—

The sound of boys talking and laughing came from outside the door, and the next second, the door was pushed open: "Lord Tired - Tired -"

Shen Juan's hand shook, and the blanket fell down with a "clack", just right on Lin Yujing's head.

He Songnan pushed open the door and came in, looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the person on the sofa in the corner.

Standing beside the sofa, Shen Lian raised one hand in mid-air, looking back at him.

The sofa was bulging, covered tightly from the head by the dark gray blanket, only showing a small section of white fingertips hanging down.

He Songnan didn't know why: "What are you doing? What are you doing with the little queen covered up? New interest?"

Shen Juan pressed his throat: "Shut up."

He Songnan shut up, looked at Shen Jian and looked back at the group, paused for two seconds, then raised his hand and pulled the blanket down a bit.

The girl's small face was exposed, and two floor lamps were turned on in the room. The light was very dim. The girl's breathing was light, even and gentle, her skin was white, and her long eyelashes were covered, which were thick and dense.

There was a shadow on the bottom of her eyes, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and it was not so obvious when she was awake. When she was quiet, her whole body was faintly tired, and it looked like she hadn't slept well for a long time.

Shen Yan straightened up, reached for the remote control from the other side of the sofa, turned off both lights, and the house was darkened. He walked to the door and raised his chin toward He Songnan: "Go out."

He Songnan went out obediently, Shen Jian followed behind him, and closed the door.

Outside Jiang Han and Wang Yiyang were sitting with their shoulders on their backs chatting. Shen Wan sat down and He Songnan opened his mouth: "No, old Shen..."

Shen Lian raised his eyes: "Huh?"

Jiang Han also raised his head: "The little fairy is gone?"

"No, sleep inside."

Jiang Han nodded and said, "Lord Tien, I heard about you."

Shen Lian tilted his head, not knowing what was wrong with him.

Jiang Han's expression was very serious: "I said casually before, if you really like it, my brother will never argue with you, but you also have a good spirit, for example, today, you will let someone sleep alone in it? Just like it Sleep with her!"

Shen Wan looked at him with a funny look, not understanding what was stuffed in this man's mind every day: "How did you come to this conclusion."

Jiang Han said: "You don't like why you stop people from drinking?"

The wind was really cool at night. When Shen Juan came out, he put on a coat. He took out a cigarette case and a lighter from his pocket, and lowered his eyes to light a cigarette: "It's a different matter."

"Why are there two different things?" Jiang Han said.

"You're a little girl, you don't know us well either," Shen Yan bit his cigarette and leaned back, "What's wrong with drinking with a bunch of half-baked men, it's not appropriate."

"Oh--I'm not familiar with--" He Songnan dragged his voice, staring at him meaningfully, "If you're not familiar with it, you're familiar with it, but if you're familiar with it, will it be suitable?"

Shen Juan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "It's not suitable, get out, don't think about it."

Lin Yujing had a long dream.

She hasn't had a dream in which she remembered the content for a long time. After moving in, the quality of sleep has not been very good, but she has been dreaming, but she basically can't remember it after she wakes up.

The last dream I clearly remembered was the day I met Shen Juan for the first time. The teenager held a tattoo machine in his hand and wanted to tattoo her a luminous watch.

This time, it was him, holding a glass with his beautiful fingers, the mouth of the glass was flushed down and buckled on the table, and the voice was hazy, as if it came from a long distance: "Coke."

Lin Yujing actually wanted to say at the time that she only drank Pepsi Coca-Cola, and she didn't drink Coca-Cola.

If the emotional intelligence is so low, it must not be said at the time, so it can only be said in a dream.

Sure enough, after she finished speaking, Shen Juan became furious, and Lin Yujing felt that she might become the second tablemate who was almost beaten to death. When she died on the spot, she woke up.

When I first opened my eyes, I was still dazed for a moment, the surroundings were too dark, and I couldn't see anything clearly. Lin Yujing propped up and sat up, feeling the soft blanket, thinking that she was lying on the bed in the bedroom, but she felt something was wrong.

When I was in a trance, I heard someone say, "Awake?"

The voice that belongs to a man is so close at hand, it seems to be right next to the ear, low, and it gets into the ear and shakes people's whole body.

She was so frightened that she almost screamed, her head was dazed, she froze and raised her hand subconsciously to slap the source of the sound.

At the same time, Shen Yan touched the remote control and turned on the light. Under the dim light, Lin Yu was startled to see his expressionless face.

But when she stretched out her hand, she couldn't take it back. Lin Yu's eyes widened in shock. He heard a crisp "pop", and his palm felt warm to the touch.

He slapped him firmly.

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