Liu Yanbo had a dream, a dream he had had many times in the past——

He dreamed of his childhood self again.

The little guy was walking on a rugged mountain road. The mountain road was winding and stretching upwards...

Liu Yanbo has watched him pass by many times——

In this dream, the young man just kept walking forward every time. He walked a long way, saw many changes in scenery along the way, and walked through many spring, summer, autumn and winter.

…

But this road seems to have no end?

Liu Yanbo didn't know, because in this dream, he had always been so impatient before and just wanted to escape.

He was fed up and tired.

So this time, Liu Yanbo wanted to take a look and see if the young man could reach the end——

He followed him, walking slowly and unhurriedly. He didn't know how long he walked, and he didn't know how far he walked. He just kept walking forward, like a programmed machine.

Trapped in a never-ending cycle, unable to extricate oneself——

This road seems to be very long;

This dream seems to only last longer...

…

In the ward.

Huang Ma had already gone home to prepare daily necessities for hospitalization. Han Shuilan also left the ward temporarily, saying that she wanted to call a friend to see if they could provide any better ways to wake up a patient who might be suffering from the disease.

Patients with severe psychological trauma.

Family therapy——

Yin Hanruo didn't hold much hope for this, not because she thought this method sounded too unreliable, but because she didn't have much confidence in herself.

She had been married to Liu Yanbo for half a year, but when she thought about it carefully, during this period, there seemed to be only one thing she had done that could leave a deep memory for him.

Yin Hanruo only remembers——

That time, in full view of everyone, she slapped Liu Yanbo hard, causing him to lose face.

Perhaps in his mind, I am really a woman who only knows how to make trouble without reason, right?

Thinking this, Yin Hanruo couldn't help but feel a little regretful. She regretted that she hadn't been nicer to this cheap husband in the past, and regretted that she hadn't done more of her obligations as a wife...

Regret -

This is what it tastes like!

Yin Hanruo held Liu Yanbo's cold palm, his eyes filled with tears, and whispered: "Liu Yanbo, can you wake up?"

"As you said, you want to be the man behind me. You can't keep your word and you can't lie to me."

"You also promised my mother that you would support our family. Have you forgotten that?"

Yin Hanruo spoke softly, slowly pouring out the words she had hidden in her heart: "Liu Yanbo, do you know?"

"When I lost my temper with you before, it wasn't because I really hated you, but because I hated myself. I hated myself for becoming more and more dependent on you; I hated how absent-minded I was when I couldn't see you; and I hated being with you even more.

While you try your best for me, I can't do anything for you."

By the time she finished speaking, her tears had fallen down.

Yin Hanruo is a woman who looks very strong, even a little stubborn, and this is indeed the case. However, her strength is not as unkind as an iceberg as seen by outsiders. In fact, she also has a lot of things deep in her heart.

Soft side.

Just like at this moment, she is no longer the strong woman who kills decisively in the mall, but is just a wife who is afraid of losing her husband.

She cried so hard just because she thought of——

If he, Liu Yanbo, really couldn't wake up like this, what should she, Yin Hanruo, do?

"Liu Yanbo, do you know?" Yin Hanruo wiped away the tears on his face and continued: "I told Qing Meng that before I met you, there was never anyone who could tolerate all my unreasonableness and willfulness like you.

, so even if there is no emotional foundation between us, I am still willing to spend the rest of my life with you. These are my sincere words."

"So I'm begging you, please don't scare me like this, okay? Get up now, okay, let's go home together?"

She looked at him, looking at him who was still lying on the hospital bed "indifferent", and tears fell down again.

"Liu Yanbo, you bastard, I told you to get up, did you hear me?" Yin Hanruo's emotions collapsed again. "You bastard, you can't do this to me, you can't..."

——Will Liu Yanbo never wake up like this in the future?

Yin Hanruo was overwhelmed by the increasingly strong thoughts in his mind.

From the time she gritted her teeth and used an ax to open the door, until now, her energy and energy seemed to be close to drying up, and she could no longer support it——

She lay down on the side of the bed, unable to speak.

Yin Hanruo is crying. Although her cry is very low and intermittent, it is sad enough——

Liu Yanbo seemed to hear it.

He was still asleep, but at this moment, his brows seemed to frown deeper.

only--

Yin Hanruo didn't see it, nor did Han Shuilan who was walking in.

Yin Hanruo heard the sound of someone coming in, wiped away her tears with a sheet, and then looked up at Han Shuilan who walked in.

Han Shuilan walked to the other side of the hospital bed, looked at Yin Hanruo's eyes that were red from crying, and asked with some expectation: "How is it?"

Yin Hanruo didn't speak, just shook his head feebly.

Lost——

They fell silent and didn't say another word for a long time. They just looked at Liu Yanbo lying on the hospital bed quietly. They were so at a loss.

I don't know how much time passed before Han Shuilan said softly: "My friend said that his situation is self-hypnosis, because he doesn't want to wake up."

She couldn't help but stretched out her right hand and gently combed the messy bangs on Liu Yanbo's forehead.

How desperate does a person have to be before he would rather sleep in a dream than wake up?

Han Shuilan doesn't know.

In fact, in Han Shuilan's memory, the original story about Liu Yanbo when he was thirteen years old has been blurred. If there had not been a reunion in Haida, if Han Chenxi had not been abducted, he would have been just a person to her.

A passer-by who will eventually be forgotten——

But there are no ifs in life, and fate will always arrange some twists and turns.

She and he once again deviated from their respective tracks——

They reunited after a long absence.

Those memories that have been washed away over and over again by the torrent of time are condensed into images again, and there are more and more of them.

A floodgate has been opened in the past, and memories are like a flood that bursts—

Han Shuilan could remember even those trivial things at this time. She remembered that one day——

It was a sunny afternoon, beside the green grass playground, the young man fell asleep beside her, she sang softly, and he raised the corners of his mouth slightly in his sleep...

?The black sky hangs low

Bright stars follow

Chongerfei

Chongerfei

who are you missing

The stars in the sky are crying

Roses on the ground withered

cold wind blowing

cold wind blowing

As long as I have you with me

Chongerfei

Flowers sleep

One pair after another is beautiful

Not afraid of darkness

Just afraid of heartbreak

No matter if you are tired or not

No matter north, south, east or west

…

Have you ever heard singing in your dreams?

If there is--

That would be the most beautiful sound in the world, right?
Chapter completed!