I rolled back and forth in the dark night, my eyes sliding along the curtain unconsciously.
"This is the first time I see you being so interested in something." Mu Shiqin beside me suddenly spoke. I was so frightened that I instinctively gasped.
"Ah! You didn't sleep!"
Mu Shiqin did not answer, but asked me again, "What do you really want to see behind the curtain?"
I didn't speak. I had an intuition that there was something inside that was attracting me, as if there was something very important waiting for me to know.
Mu Shiqin suddenly sat up and took my hand. "Since you want to know so much, why don't you just go and see it?"
I was startled and backed away awkwardly, "This is not good. After all, it is someone else's mourning hall. If we break in without permission... won't we suffer retribution?"
Mu Shiqin smiled playfully and nodded my head, "You are really superstitious."
I twitched the corner of my mouth, pulled Mu Shiqin and lay back down.
Force yourself not to care about what is hidden behind the curtain.
Human consciousness cannot lie.
That night, I had a dream.
In my dream, I returned to the last scene where I parted with Rao Xuyao. He was leaning against the window of the apartment, and the blood-red sunset stretched his shadow very long.
He said, "I'm going home. To that paradise."
He said, "I'm waiting for you in heaven, waiting for you forever..."
His expression was so blurry that no matter how I walked in, I couldn't see his face clearly.
He said that he would marry a wife in heaven, have a bunch of children, and then live a plain but stable life.
He said that he would miss me once every day and then spend the rest of the time forgetting about me.
He said that he wanted to forget the whole city, the whole world, and even the whole life. He would only remember me.
He said that he had been happy, and that he was happy every moment during the five hundred and twenty-seven days that he met me.
Suddenly the scene changed and I had no time to see his walking back.
I screamed desperately, wanting to take another look at him, but he was leaving...
But, it was never too late.
I sat on the ground and cried desperately, shouting his name.
But I couldn't get a response.
I said, I will go to heaven to find you. I will definitely do it.
Suddenly, the screen shook again, and I saw Narentoya's crying face, with tears flowing down her red cheeks, like scarlet tears of blood.
She knelt in front of the two statues, crying with incomparable sadness and sadness.
I wanted to step forward to comfort him, but I couldn't open my mouth.
I walked forward slowly and patted Naren Tuoya's shoulders that were shaking from crying.
If you want to say a few words of comfort, you will suddenly see the black and white photo hanging in front of the table enshrined in the table.
The photo is of a man whose outline is so clear and his pure smile is full of warmth. If it were not sealed in a glass frame, it would definitely touch people's hearts even more.
I felt my body gradually getting colder because that person's smile was so familiar.
"Rao Xuyao!" I screamed and sat up. I was covered in cold sweat. My hands were unnaturally twisted into a ball, and I tightly grasped the cashmere blanket under me.
Mu Shiqin beside me frowned and pulled my trembling body into his arms.
"Are you having nightmares again?" He sighed, feeling sorry for my confusion. "Do you need a sleeping pill?"
I don’t know when my sleep quality started to plummet. I couldn’t sleep well without taking sleeping pills.
Although Mu Shiqin tried his best to reduce the sedative ingredients in sleeping pills to ensure that my body would not become dependent on this drug, I still became inextricably attached to it.