Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

late at night.

Jiang Yan slowly opened his eyes.

The eyes were thickly dark, and under the shallow eyelashes, they were cold and empty.

As if he suddenly woke up from a dream, he opened his eyes and looked ahead quietly.

He remained motionless, his dark eyes did not waver, and his emotions were completely devoid of emotion.

It seemed like he was in a trance.

The person who was already asleep beside him didn't know what he was dreaming about.

A small sound, like a little kitten sleeping with its belly exposed.

She lay softly next to him, resting her head on his chest.

It's very light, like light cotton, without any weight.

Jiang Yan was awake and his eyes moved slightly when he heard her voice.

Finally got some reaction.

He turned his face slightly and looked at her quietly.

She fell asleep next to him, her hands unconsciously resting on his chest.

She would also stick to him when she fell asleep, and it seemed that she had formed a habit.

Jiang Yan looked at her, his eyes seemed to be slowly getting warmer.

He moved, turned sideways, and carefully took her into his arms.

He rubbed her head and held her waist.

With tenderness and treasuring.

The ignorant person felt his movements and rubbed his cheeks very actively.

The cheeks were red and warm to the touch, like freshly baked tender tofu, which felt great.

At this time, it was snowing outside.

The sound of snow was falling, accompanied by a slight sound of wind.

Not big, but it can still make people feel chilly when listening to it.

The cold in winter nights makes me shiver just thinking about it.

Jiang Yan held the warm treasure in his arms, quietly, seemingly without any sleepiness.

The dream he had was too complicated, too confusing, and too disorganized, which made him upset.

I always feel like something is empty, and there is a strong sense of illusion and unreality.

You have to hold her.

Only by holding him tightly will the uneasiness subside and he can calm down.

He held her for a long time.

Listening to the sound of snow outside the window, I was silent for a long time.

I don’t know what I’m thinking.

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Later in the night.

Yun Si woke up.

She stared blankly, feeling that he was not sleeping, so she raised her head and touched him.

I was so sleepy that my voice sounded milky and sweet, as if I had sugar in my mouth.

"What's wrong? Can't...can't sleep?"

Her hands were warm and easily warmed his cold face.

Jiang Yan touched her waist and said gently, "Yeah, a little bit."

"Why? Are you... worried about something?"

"No, it was just...a dream."

"What dream?" She yawned and rested her head on his cheek, "Nightmare?"

"no."

"what is that?"

"yes……"

Jiang Yan grabbed her hand and held it gently.

"I dreamed that we might have met a long time ago."

"...No, I should say yes, I have seen you."

"Well..." The still sleepy person lowered his eyelids and was confused, "It seems... that's right..."

I saw it a long, long time ago.

In Taolin.

Their first meeting.

She still has an impression...

Jiang Yan: "Is it a dream? Or... is it real?"

What he asked and what she answered didn't seem to be the same encounter.

However, she didn't notice it.

He yawned sleepily without thinking about it.

"it is true……"

She still remembered that he was very friendly to her at that time.

He held her hand, gave her food, and was kind enough to take her in.

then……

He is a good man.

Super nice guy.

"Is it true..."

Jiang Yan repeated softly, "It turns out...it's true."

The dream fragments are too trivial and difficult to piece together.

This made him doubt its authenticity for a while.