It was early morning, and there was no one else in the corridor. Sheng Yiming sat beside Li Yu, looking at him quietly with his face turned.
His fingers hesitated for a moment, then covered the back of the young man's hand, held it lightly, and released it instantly. After a few seconds, as if he couldn't bear the silence, he couldn't help touching the other person's face again.
The warm touch is conveyed to the heart through the fingertips. The man is like a drug addict, eager and greedy to touch everything about the youth. Under the expression is a forbearable aggression and desire.
Li Yu fell into a drowsy sleep, feeling itchy on his face.
He was so sleepy that he didn't even bother to open his eyes. He wanted to scratch to get the things off his face, but he found that his right hand was grabbed by something and he couldn't pull it out.
My heart sank suddenly, and my first reaction was to hit a ghost again.
He opened his eyes, and hurriedly hid before he could see the situation in front of him clearly.
Sheng Yiming raised his eyebrows at him, "What are you hiding from?"
"I didn't." Li Yu was a little confused, thinking that the person in front of him was a hallucination, and pinched the opposite face with his uncaught left hand.
Hot, soft, alive.
It is not a dream, nor is it a fantasy.
Li Yu bumped into the man's arms excitedly, put his head on his chest, and carefully withdrew from the man's arms after a while, "Does it hurt?"
"Do you think I'm made of paper?" Sheng Yiming grabbed the young man's hand and pressed it back to his chest, "Try carefully to see if it's strong enough, and you're not satisfied."
The palm of the hand was separated by the hospital gown, sensing the hardness of the muscles underneath, the young man shrank his fingers.
He muttered, "It seems that your illness is cured." He had the energy to quarrel with me.
Sheng Yiming hugged him tightly, lowered his head and lightly pecked the young man's forehead, just as he was about to say something, he burst into a tearing cough.
Li Yu was terrified. He broke free from his shoulders and stood up. He patted the man on the back and yelled at the duty desk, "Nurse, the patient is awake!"
The young nurse who was dozing off woke up and ran out in a hurry. Seeing that the person in the intensive care unit was not only awake, but also ran out by himself, she was very frightened and told the young man through the long corridor, "Quickly let the patient Go back to the ward, I'll find the doctor on duty right away."
Sheng Yiming coughed for a while and healed up, but Li Yu pinched his ears angrily, "Go back to the ward immediately!"
"It hurts." Sheng Yiming's voice was aggrieved, he took off the hand on the ear, put his arms around the young man's waist and said, "I dreamed of you, dreamed of you smiling at me, saying that you like me and want to be with me forever. "
Probably knowing that parting is approaching, Li Yu felt sour when he heard the word "forever".
Regarding the future, he is calm, but this does not mean that there is no panic.
What the administration is doing has always been a mystery to Li Yu. He is afraid that once the man leaves, the higher authorities will make trouble in the small world.
And he can be sure that the special assistant will stay and watch him.
Li Yu bent down, and his palm fell on the man's back. The spine was clearly defined, and the man's body became thinner unconsciously.
He asked softly, "What else did you dream about about me?"
"A lot, a lot" Sheng Yiming tightened his arms and turned his thoughts back to his dream.
The young man in the dream was very young at the beginning, looking at him with black and white eyes.
Later, the child grew taller and turned into a teenager.
Outstanding, with excellent grades, confident and indifferent, Li Yu stood on the high platform and gave a freshman speech with a smooth and clear voice.
The picture spread out and re-condensed into another picture.
The icy river washed down from the upper reaches, like a giant hand, easily swept away Li Yu, and he jumped into the water recklessly, touching the boy's waist, hair, and cheek for the first time.
Unfortunately, the boy woke up without artificial respiration in time.
Li Yu's hair was full of water, and it stuck to his forehead, making his face look as white as jade. His eyes were loose and blurred, not fully awake, and his eyes could not focus.
Immediately afterwards, the outline of the boy faded from immaturity and became clear.
Li Yu wore a neat high school uniform with a red armband, inspecting the students coming and going.
Sheng Yiming remembered how he in the dream deliberately hid the school badge, deliberately walked past Li Yu, and deliberately tried to escape after being caught by him, in exchange for more dialogue and contact between the two.
Youth is always short-lived, and what Sheng Yiming dreamed most was after Li Yu became an adult.
In college, his lover was always alone as before, but Li Yu didn't care.
eat??There are not even pilgrims on weekdays. "
Li Yu, "But that old gentleman has always been in contact with Yi Ming."
?My grandson and old man know that there are no superstitious people, "You didn't lie to me?"
"Why should I lie to you." Li Yu said, "I'll go ask you."
The Po Tao Temple on the hillside of Beishan is as cold as ever. In the past, climbers occasionally came in. As the weather turned cold, the fallen leaves on the stone steps outside the gate piled up, and no one stepped on it.
So the old monk made the decision, asked the little Taoist boy to close the door, and patiently preached to the disciples in the yard.
There was a knock on the door, and both of them were taken aback.
The old temple master became excited, "Go and go, it must be business."
Xiaodaotong didn't have long legs, but he walked fast. He arrived at the Guanmen in twos and threes, and pulled the iron door bolt open with his feet.
The door was only opened a crack, and people from outside rushed in like a gust of wind, and went straight to the courtyard.
The eager figure rushed over, the old temple master blinked, and was stunned when he saw the person coming, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.
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