Mo Qianliu touched his face, and his sister's words reminded him.
If he doesn't sleep, his face will be bad the next day, and he will meet his sister for the first time in many years.
He can't stare at her with two dark circles.
After saying good night to each other.
Mo Qianliu put down the phone and quickly took the quilt to collect the water.
Then he took a sleeping pill in the drawer of the bedside table.
While waiting for the hot water to cool down, the corners of his lips kept rising.
Even the night outside the window is a bit more elegant and quiet in his eyes as described by the poet.
In recent years, his illness has become more and more serious, and he has almost lost his sense of happiness.
Working every day, taking medicine, life seems to be set.
He has no sense of reality, and only when he talks about his younger sister does he feel that he is still alive.
Mo Qianliu put the pill in his mouth, took a sip of water and swallowed it.
Then put the cup on the table and lie down with the quilt.
I can see my sister tomorrow.
It was like a dream, but the expression and voice of my sister were still floating in front of my eyes.
Tell him plainly that everything he experienced today is real.
After lying down for a while, Mo Qianliu couldn't help but picked up the phone.
Open Mo Luan's WeChat Moments, but it is a pity that she set it to be visible only for three days.
Can't see her circle of friends.
Mo Qianliu remembered the photos Bai Ri Mi Jiu showed him.
At that time, his eyes were all younger sisters.
At this moment, I remembered that he knew the old man in the photo, and that old man was a world-famous collector and former president of the World Association.
He remembered that the old man was kind, and there were a few deep lines at the end of his smiling eyes.
If my sister grew up next to this old man, she should be living well.
Gradually, the sleepiness hit, and he yawned.
Put the phone next to the pillow and closed his eyes.
In the hotel.
After Mo Luan hung up the video, he immediately set up Moments.
There are pictures of her and several other elder brothers in it, and they can be seen by the third elder brother temporarily.
The effect of the medicine faded, and the feeling of nausea and discomfort disappeared.
Mo Luan said to Xunhou: "You can sleep here tonight. The bed is big. It's troublesome to come and go."
Xunhou smiled: "I definitely don't mind."
"Then I don't mind." Mo Luan smiled, "Sleep with a beautiful woman, no one can ask for it."
She lay down, patted her side, "Lie down."
Xunhou lay down beside her, and said warmly: "It's probably hard to sleep tonight."
"why?"
"Because I am fighting in my body."
Mo Luan was taken aback, laughed, and patted his shoulder and said, "Xun Jie Xun Fu, you have peace of mind. It's almost dawn. Don't disturb my sleep."
They seemed to have heard the girl's words, and the uncomfortable feeling in Xunhou's body disappeared.
He froze for a moment and said, "What kind of psychiatrist is to see, Ah Luan is the best medicine."
Mo Luan yawned, "I am really good medicine."
She closed her eyes, she was really sleepy.
Xunhou turned off the night light, and neither of them spoke.
The room is very quiet.
Personality is no longer disturbed, but Xunhou is extra clear.
The girl's shallow breathing in the ear, and the unique fragrance of her body.
Xunhou turned around and faced her.
The girl has fallen asleep.
This was the first time he slept in the same bed with someone else.
Looking at her, there is no discomfort in my heart, but satisfaction and joy.
Suddenly, Mo Luan opened his eyes.
"What's wrong? Have a nightmare?"
Mo Luan nodded, shrank into the quilt, and closed his eyes again.