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He was dreaming again.
From a certain point in time, every time I fall asleep, I seem to be dreaming.
Maybe it's an autumn and the nights are as cold as water.
The sky was full of stars, the night was deep, and he was swinging in the yard.
A swing is an old yard thing.
Swinging on the swing late at night, waiting for someone—he didn't know why he had such a thought.
The lights in the small building were still on. Lin Ting set up a drawing board under the corridor lights and painted. The object of his copy was a small flower that bloomed at night in the yard. According to Lin Ting's appearance, Lin Xun guessed that he is no more than ten years old now.
In the silent night, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Lin Xun jumped off the swing and went to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, what caught his eye was a beautiful little face.
She was a little beauty with long hair, as big as herself, wearing a soft white silk shirt with delicate lace sleeves and a beautiful silver ribbon around her neckline.
"Can't sleep." The little beauty rubbed her eyes. His eyes were well-shaped, with pointed corners and dense eyelashes as if they were painted on.
Lin Xun said, "I'll sleep with you."
After that, he said again: "Will your father find out that you are not sleeping at home?"
The little beauty said, "He doesn't care about me."
He held Lin Xun's hand tightly.
Lin Xun led him upstairs, and when he reached the last step, he looked back at the people on the stairs.
"You are like a little princess," he said.
The little beauty's love was so quiet and gentle, she raised her face and looked at him: "I'm a boy."
"that is."
"OK then."
Lin Xun packed the person into the bed. There were two pillows on the bed, one for himself and one for a beautiful friend.
He remembered Lin Ting's name, he remembered his grandfather's name, but he couldn't remember this person's name.
He was in front of the bookcase and asked, "Are you going to read? Or are you going to bed soon?"
"No." The little beauty on the bed looked at him with dark eyes, as if she hadn't moved away, and said softly, "Come here."
Lin Xun went over, got on the bed, and buried himself in the quilt. The next moment someone gently hugged his arm, and the beautiful boy put his head on his shoulder in a very attached gesture, and then gradually tightened the hand that was hugging him.
In fact, it was a bit too tight, but Lin Xun seemed to be familiar with it, so he naturally reached out and turned off the bedside lamp.
"Good night." He said.
"Good night."
He slept fast, and soon fell asleep again in a dream.
When Lin Xun woke up, he was lying down.
White ceiling, dim environment.
His head was still a little dizzy, but much better than before.
The muscles of the whole body are in a deep relaxation, like a deep sleep after a long day of exhaustion. The pillows and bed were soft, and the long-lost safety and comfort reminded him of the room when he was a child, with a lamp on the head of the bed.
But this is not his room.
Lin Xun got up, and the next moment there was a slight "di" beside him, and a small robot lit up. Lin Xun and it stared at each other for a few seconds, confirming that this is the legendary medical robot that is about to be launched but has not yet been launched. Galaxy claims that it will become part of a smart home, providing every member with a good health management system.
The rollers under the little robot rolled, pushing it towards the door of the room.
Then-
Dang bang.
It hit the door.
Lin Xun laughed.
The little robot got up and continued to slam the door forward.
Lin Xun said a word tentatively.
He said, "Can you draw the curtains?"
The sound fell, the curtains opened on their own, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was the evening scene.
He had been to this place before. It was the lake view villa area where Dongjun's house was located.
Lin Xun picked up his mobile phone in the background sound of knocking on the door, all kinds of news overwhelmed his mind.
The news that Luo had not sent before was finally sent out after the signal was restored. After the police car left, everyone in the cultivation world sneaked into the basement floor of the Children's Hospital. Sure enough, they found a sinister crack in the demon world. They are currently working on repairing it. The discoverer was rewarded by the elders again.
Of course, some elders said that this child was too unlucky.
In addition, the one who sent the most messages was Zhao Zhuang.
Zhao Zhijie: Lin Code said he brought you home, are you still alive
Lin Algorithm: Alive.
Zhao Jianzhu: Why were you taken away? ?
Algorithm Lin: I passed out because of some non-materialistic events.
Zhao Jianzhu: So instead of asking for help from me and security, your most loyal friend, you turned to the man you just met for a few days.
Lin's algorithm: ^ ^
In a perfunctory way, he opened the memo, made a few more notes in the "Dream" folder, then clicked on the "Doubtful Points" folder, and hurriedly typed a few words:
The system is damaged, the target of the monster is the cultivation system? No, the system only works for me.
away from monsters? away from pointers? Doubtful.
Is the pointer the emperor
The time when the system went offline coincides with the time when Dongjun arrived.
Luo's intelligence is beyond expectations, to be investigated.
As soon as they knocked, there was another sound from the door of the room-except for the medical robot that knocked on the door, there were the scratching of animal claws and the sound of meowing outside the door.
Pointer wants to come in.
And just when Lin Xun was about to get out of bed to open the door, let the medical robot go out, and let the pointer come in, the door handle was turned and someone pushed the door and walked in.
It's Dongjun.
However, the pointer was one step faster than Dongjun, and after a few light paws hit the ground, it jumped onto the bed.
Lin Xun held the furry pointer, looked up at Dongjun, and didn't know what expression to put on: "... good evening."
"Good evening." Dong Jun approached and sat beside his bed: "Is it better?"
His voice was low and light, and his tone was of a very concerned kind.
"It's much better." Lin Xun said, he was trying to make up a reliable reason to make Dong Jun believe that his fainting was common sense. Before he made it up, he listened to Dong Jun: "The diagnosis given by the robot is excessive fatigue."
"Maybe it is." Lin Xun got off the donkey.
A hand was placed on his forehead, and Lin Xun was stunned.
It turned out that after Dongjun tested his temperature, he pursed his lips and felt that his ears were a little hot.
In my impression, it seems that no one has done this kind of action to him for a long time.
When he was still in high school, Lin Ting went abroad, and then spent a few days together with the security structure. Although the daily basis was bound, the days were just casually passed. After they found out about the fever and cold, except for Apart from the sentence "Son, don't let dad worry", there will not be any personal greetings. At most, a box of ibuprofen will be thrown over. If it is not ibuprofen, it is acetaminophen.
"I slept for nine hours," Dong Jun moved his hand away, his voice a little heavy, and said, "Didn't you go to bed on time recently?"
Lin Xun's eyes began to wander.
He can neither tell Dongjun what monsters to say to Dongjun, whose world view is still based on the materialistic system, nor can he lie that he really has not slept and be punished by Dongjun.
Dongjun looked at him and raised his eyebrows.
Facing Dong Jun's gaze, Lin Xun lowered his eyes, and his right hand moved quietly, sticking out from the edge of the quilt.
Then, he gently hooked Dong Jun's finger.