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Chapter 117

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    Woke up in the morning to make breakfast, while Shi Qingqiu was frying eggs, unconsciously recalling the dream from last night.

    Why would she have a dream of jumping from a high place out of nowhere?  She still remembers that she was a little flustered when she first jumped, but as soon as her body fell, a group of transparent substances immediately surrounded her, slowing down the speed of the fall.

    Later, she was no longer afraid of what she would fall into. She just felt that the airflow surrounding her was like a huge jelly or cotton candy, supporting her body to fall.

    Shi Qingqiu flipped the eggs with a spatula in one hand, pinched his face with the other, and murmured: "What a strange dream."

    Wen Qinghan walked into the kitchen from the outside, just in time to hear her talking to herself, and stopped behind her, put his hand on her waist, put his chin on her shoulder and asked: "What's wrong? Still thinking about yesterday  Late that dream?"

    "Well" Shi Qingqiu licked his lips, turned his head and rubbed against Wen Qinghan, "What do you think is the meaning of this dream? I usually dream because I think about something, this dream is very strange  gone."

    "Let me hear it, maybe I know why I have this dream." Wen Qinghan thought of Qingqiu's nodding and shaking her head last night on the question of whether it was a nightmare, and she became a little curious.

    Shi Qingqiu turned the eggs over twice, put them on a plate, turned around as soon as the spatula was put down, folded his arms around his chest, frowned and recalled: "Even if I jumped from a very high place, I don't know if it's a tall building or a mountain top.  I thought I was going to fall out of shape, but after a while, a transparent mass surrounded me."

    "what?"

    "I don't understand." Shi Qingqiu paused, "In short, it feels very similar to the one in TV dramas that is held up by a gust of wind and then slowly falls to the ground, but mine is a little different. It is transparent, and it is said to be like the wind."  , when I was struggling, it felt soft, a bit like cotton candy"

    Wen Qinghan smiled, "Do you want candy?"

    Shi Qingqiu reached out and tapped her shoulder, and said with a smile: "No, you answer me well."

    Wen Qinghan smiled again, a warm light gathered in his eyes, raised his hand to trace Qingqiu's face with his thumb, starting from the tip of the brows down, and then replied in her nice voice: "It's transparent, you can't see it."  It, so at first it feels like the wind, but because of it, you are not afraid of falling from a high place. Later, when you try to feel it, you feel that it is soft and surrounds you all the time"

    "That's right, this summary is in place." Shi Qingqiu nodded in agreement, and then waited for Wen Qinghan's next words.

    When Wen Qinghan's thumb slid past Qingqiu's lips, it stopped on her chin, and her index finger followed closely to support it, a smile suddenly appeared in her eyes: "This one, isn't it very similar to me?"

    Shi Qingqiu was stunned for a while, and then laughed out loud: "You are narcissistic again, how is it like you? You are not as sweet as cotton candy at all." She rubbed Wen Qinghan's face and pulled her thin lips  , pouted and said: "You are almost like an ice cube, cold and hard"

    The two were silent for a while, then laughed together again.

    One squeezed his chin, the other held his face, it was really uncomfortable, Wen Qinghan let go of his hand and leaned over, rubbing the tip of his nose against Shi Qingqiu's, and said softly: "Think about it carefully."

    It is not visible at the beginning, but it actually exists, because this gradually clear existence is not afraid of the result.  Later, the feeling became clearer and clearer, which gave her something to rely on.

    Such a process is very similar to their feelings along the way.  That invisible but always present like a gust of wind is Wen Qinghan from a few years ago.

    Shi Qingqiu withdrew her hand and touched her face, she said with a warm smile, "I'm beginning to feel a bit like it, no, it really looks like it's you"

    It's no wonder that in her dream last night, she wasn't afraid at all. Even when she saw the solid ground through the clouds and mist, she still believed that she would not suffer any damage.  It felt like Wen Qinghan was by her side.

    Wen Qinghan curled her lips, but smiled without saying a word.

    Shi Qingqiu turned around and took the plate, dragged her to have breakfast, and asked on the spur of the moment: "Then if you had such a dream, what color should I be in the dream?"

    There was already a plate of steamed buns and porridge on the dining table, Wen Qinghan served a bowl to Shi Qingqiu, and replied slowly: "If it was in my dream, it must be pink.  "

    Shi Qingqiu put her face on her hands, and said with a sneer: "How can there be such a young girl?" She paused slightly, and said: "By the way, Aunt Zhong won't come over these two days, so we have to solve the food problem by ourselves."

    After taking a sip of porridge, Wen Qinghan said, "Well, I'm going to buy vegetables later, I'm in good shape today."

    Shi Qingqiu picked up a fried egg for her, "I don't know when it would be appropriate to arrive early.  It is too early to be incapable of operating, and it is inevitable to squander, and it will be too busy when you grow up.

    If, at that time, it's fine not to be an actor, just live a mediocre life without any disturbances, that's fine.

    "It's not too late now." Wen Qinghan continued in a warm voice, "Many times we regret why things didn't start earlier, but we never thought that if we didn't go step by step like this, we might not get there.  This day. So don't feel like wasting time, as long as you feel happy, it's not too late."

    "Student Wen, how can you be so good at coaxing people?" Shi Qingqiu narrowed his eyes and smiled, reaching out to poke Wen Qinghan's face.

    "After all, he is a talented student." Wen Qinghan shrugged his shoulders rarely.

    Soon, the bus approached the stop sign, and they got on the bus together with the flow of people.

    Tonight's dinner was early. At this time, there are still many people who have just left work, and there are no seats on the bus.

    They were passively pushed close to the back door before barely standing still. At the same time, the two subconsciously raised one hand to hold the pull ring hanging on the horizontal bar, and hugged each other's body with the other hand.

    Looking at each other, there is a sense of happiness bred by tacit understanding spreading in each other's eyes.

    The bus started slowly, and when Wen Qinghan approached, Qingqiu said in Qingqiu's ear: "Give up your pull ring to someone else, we can just use one, and then you hug me tightly."

    Shi Qingqiu asked with a deep smile, "Do you want to eat my tofu while there are more people?"

    Wen Qinghan smiled lightly, "How much do I need to take advantage of if I want to eat your tofu?"

    Shi Qingqiu let out a "tss", and didn't object at first, and someone grabbed him as soon as he let go.  She wrapped her arms around Wen Qinghan with confidence, and buried half of her face on Wen Qinghan's shoulder.

    It's just that I suddenly feel that the glasses are too in the way.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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