Nan Xiaonan stood sluggishly at the door, his eyes widened, and his heart was full of confusion. What were they talking about? Why couldn't he understand a word?
Is the air conditioner turned on too much today? Why is it so cold everywhere? The air conditioning is constantly flowing into his neck, but his hands and feet are cold in the summer. Nan Xiaonan leaned against the wall and slowly sat down.
The ground, but still refused to move, constantly listening to the sounds coming from the room.
Everything he thought about before, he never thought about how important what Feng Yi wanted to tell him was. He even thought about whether it was because brother Feng Yi wanted to be close to him but was too embarrassed to speak, so he kept quiet.
Don't even say anything.
Nan Xiaonan could not hear much. He could not hear what they said clearly, and there were also many strange riddle-like things that he could not distinguish or understand. But Nan Xiaonan understood what he was saying now.
The topics discussed by the three closest people were all based on the premise that 'he will die'.
Will he die?
Feng Yi was in front of him at that time. When this topic was mentioned, he still thought that maybe they were talking nonsense. He also thought about exercising and trying to appease Feng Yi. But now it seems that this is not only
It's as simple as just ordinary concern.
But there are some more important things, things he doesn't know, such as what they know about his own death.
Nan Xiaonan quietly left without saying a word. Although his mind was confused, Nan Xiaonan listened to all their conversations. The quotations from their discussions were all clearly replayed in his mind.
If it was a joke, today is not a holiday.
If you were teasing him, you wouldn't go to the study to make plans for this day.
He understood his two brothers and also knew what brother Feng Yi was like. They would not joke about such a thing.
If it is true that this kind of thing will happen in the future, then what they are doing now is to try their best to prevent the future from coming. If this is really the case, then he...does he need to do anything?
Nan Xiaonan lay on the bed, looking up at the closing night sky outside the window, feeling suddenly confused.
Suddenly a strange idea came to me.
——Is grandma dead?
No, it's not that she's dead, but that she needed to die. It's just because of the careful care of her eldest brother and her second brother that grandma has always been in good health. If you think about it carefully, it's obvious that the relationship between eldest brother, second brother and grandma is not very good.
, why did you suddenly put forward the conditions for bringing the elderly back to live?
This is already very strange. Not only that, but grandma is also asked to have a physical examination every six months, and the family also eats a variety of health products. Although he has not intervened, he also knows how expensive those drugs are.
, not even my father cares so much about grandma, let alone the eldest brother and the second brother who have a bad relationship?
Nan Xiaonan vaguely remembered that there was a period of time when he was very attached to his grandma. During that time, he would always think of the black and white photo on his grandma's memorial tablet at a certain moment. It was obviously something that had never happened. Could it be the so-called
Predict the future?
Nan Xiaonan is not a very delicate person, or he is very careless, but he is very sensitive. After finding the clues, he carefully recalled the many strange things he had done and noticed something.
Not only did he notice it, he even noticed something more important.
That was the change in the mood of the eldest brother and the second brother.
His memory was blurred, but Nan Xiaonan had a vague doubt. He knew that he met brother Feng Yi because he ran away from home when he was very young, but why did he run away from home at that time? It seemed like
Because of his elder brother, but the eldest brother and the second brother are obviously very good to him. Why does it make him want to run away from home?
This is abnormal, Nan Xiaonan frowned and sat up.
Moreover, the eldest brother and the second brother have always been strangely close to him for a period of time. Nan Xiaonan always thought that it was their menstrual period, but now thinking about it, there might be some special reason, such as
Is it because the eldest brother and the second brother foresaw that he might die at that point?
The eldest brother and the second brother slept with me when they were young. The second brother still asks to sleep with him even now. Could it be that he died in his sleep?
The more she thought about it, the more things became complicated. Nan Xiaonan's imagination was about to reach the sky. She was afraid of everything that might happen, and she was also afraid of the possibilities that she didn't know.
Nan Xiaonan covered her head.
Is it true?
His body's instinct was telling him - yes, it was true.
Nan Xiaonan grabbed his hair, is he going to die?
Nan Xiaonan fell asleep silently. On the bed, she didn't sleep very peacefully all night. She had many dreams, in which she was killed in various ways. Each time, she didn't have any sense of reality, just like
It's like watching a movie.
But there was only one dream.
Very clear.
He could see his hands, he could see the scenery flying by, and his heart was extremely nervous as if he was being chased by something. He could hear his own heavy breathing, as well as the fear of approaching death and the strong desire to escape. However, no matter what
No matter how he moves forward, there is darkness ahead. Death will never escape from his body, and he will always be able to walk towards the door of death.
Nan Xiaonan suddenly opened his eyes and gasped. He didn't know whether he was in a dream or in reality. His body was hot and wet with sweat. Not only that, his eyes were all filled with tears. He didn't know at all that he was in a dream.
When did I cry? I only know that the tears kept falling.
His heart was still very tense. He seemed to have seen something terrible happen before his eyes. Even though he was in a very bright room now, he seemed to...
Nan Xiaonan looked to his side in confusion. This was his bedroom. He was asleep. It was already bright outside, and the sunlight was shining through the curtains. There was something soft and familiar temperature beside him.
Familiar strength, that was a very familiar person. Nan Xiaonan raised his head in confusion and saw Nan Heming beside him.
Nan Heming woke up very early.
But he didn't leave.
Because although Nan Xiaonan was sleeping soundly today, his whole body was tense. His brows were furrowed, his fingers curled up tightly to grasp the sheets under him, and his whole body was exerting force as if trying to escape from something. Nan Xiaonan
He gritted his teeth tightly, and the muscles in his body were tense to the extreme.
At this time, Nan Heming instinctively wanted to wake each other up, but he couldn't because he heard a sentence he had never heard before - don't kill me.
Among all Nan Xiaonan's whispering tones, Nan Heming could only hear this sentence clearly, but it was enough for Nan Heming to stop waking the other party.
Although it is very painful.
But he also wants to get clues.
Even if it's just a dream.
Nan Heming's face was cold and serious, completely different from before. His fingers were clasped tightly on the pillow, and he looked at Nan Xiaonan who was in pain and kept talking, nervous and painful.
Until Nan Xiaonan finally opened her eyes.
"Second brother." Nan Xiaonan's voice was weak. He blinked his eyes in a daze and reached out to hug Nan Heming's neck. His movements were natural. Nan Heming breathed a sigh of relief. Nan Xiaonan's expression was still confused.
, haven’t woken up from the dream yet.
"Are you afraid?" Nan Heming comforted Nan Xiaonan's back, trying to eliminate the fear in Nan Xiaonan's heart. The sweat on his hands and the slight trembling that never calmed down made Nan Heming feel a little guilty, but
Can hold Nan Xiaonan tighter.
Nan Xiaonan didn't wake up from her dream for a long time, but in the arms of her second brother, Nan Xiaonan gradually withdrew her soul from the boundless black dream, and looked up at her surroundings in confusion.
Then he sighed slowly: "Second brother."
Suddenly, behind Nan Xiaonan who had not been paying attention, the collapse of the bed made Nan Xiaonan turn around, and what he saw was Feng Yi standing beside the bed. Feng Yi stretched out his hand and gently swept Nan Xiaonan's sweaty face.
Hair, lowered his head and kissed Nan Xiaonan's forehead, nose tip, and lips. Nan Xiaonan's attention was constantly diverted, and finally his confused eyes gradually focused. Feng Yi then spoke, with a low and soft voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing Nan Xiaonan.
generally.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes." It was probably Feng Yi's overly gentle and cherishing gesture that gave Nan Xiaonan a sense of security. It swept away the bold character of a wild boy who was usually fearless, and actually brought on a bit of coquettishness unconsciously.
The intonation, with a small hook at the end, made people's hearts itch. Nan Xiaonan also realized that the voice was too soft, and immediately added, "Why are you here? When did you come in?"
"I've been watching you sleep for a while." Feng Yi hooked Nan Xiaonan's little finger, "Is it scary to have nightmares?"
"You know I'm having a nightmare, why don't you wake me up?" Nan Xiaonan was a little unhappy. In his dream, he really felt that he was going to die, and the footsteps of death were already chasing him closely, making it impossible to dodge.
, to this day he can still clearly recall the despair in his dream.
Feng Yi and Nan Heming looked at each other and did not answer the question. Instead, Nan Heming spoke first.
"What nightmare did Xiaonan have? Can you tell second brother? As long as you tell the nightmare, it won't be so scary." Nan Heming whispered in Nan Xiaonan's ear, "Second brother will help you tell the bad guy in the dream."
Drive them all away."
Nan Xiaonan blinked and lowered his eyes, thinking carefully about something: "I don't remember."
"Don't remember?" Nan Heming was a little impatient, "Don't remember at all?"