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When he thought of these things, he was clearly awake, so why did he suddenly cry?

I hate it.

I struggled to wake up from the nightmare, but I couldn't. I couldn't control the dream.

Suddenly, the scene that I saw when I was young reappears in front of me. Next door, Grandpa Zhamu was still teaching me to sing Mountain Song a minute ago. After drinking a mouthful of wine, he suddenly developed a cerebral hemorrhage and stood stiffly beside me.

That was the first time I saw a person dying from birth. At that time, I didn't know fear, and only watched curiously as he struggled to the ground, his limbs twitching. When I shouted his name, he tried his best to open his eyes.

I touched his hand, cool from heat to stiffness, a slow but quick process.

Then his son told me calmly that Grandpa Zamzow was dead, and he asked me to sing a song for him.

At my young age, I took his stiff hand and sang.

But when that face suddenly turned into Yi Shouzhuo's, I suddenly felt incomparable fear, pain, and suffocation.

I let go of his hand and ran up the hill, not daring to touch or even look.

He had not yet given me an answer as to why he had abandoned me and how he could have died.

He would never die.

My legs felt like they were filled with lead. I couldn't run, so I could only futilely yell at the mountain.

However, his throat was filled with a hard, lead-like substance. He was unable to produce any sound at all.

Finally, I cried out. Then, my consciousness cleared up.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the warm glow of the beautiful ceiling chandelier, the brocade quilt in my hands, the thermos cup on the table, the needle on the back of my hand, and I smelled the strong herbal aroma in the air.

However, that dream was so realistic that after breathing smoothly, I couldn't help but sit up and cry out loud for no reason.

When I think about how Yi Shouzhuo is dead and turned cold and stiff, I feel like I'm going to suffocate.

His tears flowed loudly along with his sobs. He could not suppress them at all.

-

"Ding ling ling, Ding ling ling, Ding ling ling …"

The cellphone under his pillow kept ringing, trying to ignore it. However, the person who was calling couldn't stop.

I came back to my senses, rubbed my chest, calmed down, found a tissue to wipe my tears, and took a deep breath. Then I took out my phone from under my pillow, looked at the screen, and saw the word "Gao Kan" on it.

He hit the answer button and heard his familiar voice.

"You woke up from your sleep?"

"Gao Kan..." I called out his name and tears fell from my eyes.

I had to find someone to talk to. This person could only be Gao Kan, regardless of whether he was willing to listen or not, I still had to tell him.

"Hmm, what's wrong?"

"I dreamt that he was dead, and Yi Shouzhuo was dead. Gao Kan, my heart feels so bad, wuuuuuu … " I hugged my phone and started to wail at the other end of the phone. I cried without holding back until my throat hurt and my eyes swelled up. Only then did I stop.

Looking down at his phone, Gao Kan actually didn't hang up. When my crying stopped, he spoke up, his voice as steady as usual, but the words he said made me cry again.

He said, "Yi Shanshan, don't be afraid, I'm here. Your dad is fine, don't cry. I just booked a plane ticket, so I'll come over later to pick you up and send you back to Chenchen. "

I was surprised. "You, you know all about it?"

"Yes." I heard from Chen Jiaying that she doesn't trust you, so let me take a look. "

Hearing what he said, I cried even harder.

Because he still wants to see me.

Gao Kan said gently, "Alright, I'll be there soon. Lie down for a while, then get up and wash your face and change clothes. After I get here, let's go together."

I couldn't believe it, "You... Come with me? "

Gao Kan said, "Mn, if you go alone, how can I be at ease?"

-

I hold my tear-stained cell phone, forgetting to cry, and my whole body goes blank.

Gao Kan actually used such a gentle tone to tell me that he doesn't trust me?

Could it be that Su Jiawang had already told him the truth and he understood that he had wrongly accused me, that the misunderstanding was resolved, and that he turned back into the Gao Kan of before?

Happiness came too suddenly.

According to Gao Kan's instructions, I laid down and calmed myself down. Then I got up, went to the bathroom to wash my crying face, made some light makeup, and changed my clothes to wait for him to come and pick me up.

Time passed second by second on the cell phone screen. I sat by the side of the bed and watched 30 minutes pass by, but Gao Kan still hadn't arrived.

His mood suddenly became agitated.

Was that phone call from before also a dream?

If it hadn't been for the fact that his name was on the call log, and the time had been recorded half an hour ago, I seriously suspected that I was hallucinating.

I was afraid he wouldn't come at all, just to put me off, or to run into an old friend on the way.

All sorts of possibilities appeared in my mind, and none of them could be refuted.

Because I don't have the slightest confidence, in his heart, besides being able to give him money, how much of my position.

-

After another twenty minutes, I really couldn't hold it in anymore. When my anxiety reached a critical point, just as I was about to give Su Jiawang a call and ask him how he was doing with Gao Kan, someone suddenly knocked on the door from outside.

I threw down my cell phone, ran to the door, and opened it. It was the nurse.

When she saw me, she asked anxiously, "Are you having a fever again? Why is your face so red? "

"... "No." Shaking my head, I went back to the bed and sat down.

Just as he sat down, the door was pushed open again. This time, the one who entered was undoubtedly Gao Kan.

The moment he appeared at the door, I pushed aside the nurse who was about to take my temperature. Ignoring her flabbergasted and gossipy gaze, I rushed over and threw myself into Gao Kan's embrace.

For many years, there had never been someone like this who urgently wanted to meet him and welcome his arrival with a sprinting posture.

Today he was wearing a sky-blue and bright yellow smock, jeans, and a wide-brimmed cowboy hat that covered half his face.

So handsome, and so young and sunny.

He was just like him when he was a teenager.

Especially when he hugged me back hard, the familiar feeling suddenly filled my heart. I felt happy, but also very wronged. I couldn't help but act coquettishly towards him. "I thought you wouldn't come."

Gao Kan released his hold on my waist and took off his gloves. He exhaled white air and said: "There's a traffic jam on the way, and then we went to the front desk and had them pack up the medicine. We'll take them with us later."

As I had just come in from the outside, his leather clothes were still warm from the cold. As I touched them, I felt extremely warm.