At night, Mu Meng just closed his eyes, and everything between him and Wan Muqing appeared in front of him. That feeling was not an accurate adjective, and he always wanted to cry.
"You can't cry, you can't cry" Mu Meng heard such a voice from a certain corner of his heart. I have already seen how unworthy it is to cry for a boy.
"Mu Meng, even you can enter the radio station. I really don't know what Teacher Meng thinks." Wan Muqing said to Mu Meng suddenly.
"What do you mean?" Mu Meng was angry at once, but immediately shot back, "You can enter the radio station, why can't I enter?"
"Yes, I don't know how many times your ability is higher than you, and I can bring back what you have lowered."
"You..." Mu Meng was excited this time with nothing to say. But there was a smile in the corner of his eyes.
"Huh? Mu Meng, are you stupid?"
"Huh?" Mu Meng didn't hear clearly for a while, and after a while he reacted furiously, "You are stupid! Your whole family are stupid."
"Then you should belong to my family, too?"
"I don't mind lowering your family's IQ." Mu Meng was almost left behind, but he didn't expect that there would be only one night. The past will be played back like a movie, and these lost memories will be returned by themselves. Home now.
Wan Muqing, this Mu Meng always remembers the name that he does not want to mention.
Early in the morning, Mu Meng woke up with tears in his eyes, and the pillow was a little wet. For a moment, Mu Meng couldn't tell whether the wet place was sprinkled with sweat or tears.
"Mu Meng? What's wrong with your eyes?" Shangguanxue asked cautiously. The thoughts in my heart sprout quietly without knowing me.
"It's okay, but I was scared by having a nightmare at night." Yes, that's right, it must be a nightmare, and a dream with him can't be a sweet dream.
"Oh, it's okay." Shangguanxue quietly left. There was a person in Mu Meng who stayed there meditating.
If you didn't dream of him, would you still have tears? If you haven't, will you dream of him again? Now I can say that entering the radio station was for a dream, but was it a coincidence to meet him? But now I can't lie to myself, I really miss him.
"Ahhh!" Wan Muqing sneezed again loudly. Since dreaming of Mu Meng last night, his spirits have not been better. Some people say that if you dream of someone you haven't contacted for too long, it proves that the person in your dream has forgotten yourself. He is not sure now, whether Mu Meng has forgotten himself, what is the point if he really forgets what he is doing now
"Did you catch a cold?" Ouyang Man, who was in charge of accompanying Wan Muqing, asked cautiously, for fear that he would say something wrong if he was not careful.
"Is she okay?" Wan Muqing knew that the person in this world who knew Mu Meng the most must be Ouyang Man. No one except her would know what Mu Meng was going to do through a small gesture of Mu Meng.
"Fortunately, it's just not as good as you are." After Ouyang Man finished speaking, he realized that he had said something wrong.
"What? Cough!" Wan Muqing coughed after being shocked.
"But it's getting better now." Ouyang Man said quickly.
"Oh, all right."
"The doctor's examination report is out, do you want to know?"
"Well, let's talk about it." Wan Muqing is born with leadership skills, which makes Ouyang Man have to envy, but even if he has such wealth, it is not impossible to accept the inheritance left by his father's generation in the end. Pathetic.
"The doctor said that the poison has entered the bones and Western medicine cannot cure it, but Chinese medicine may have a way."
"Oh, does Wan Ben know?" He was born within a few days, and his identity is not much different, so Wan Muqing is hardly called Wan Ben brother.
"I see, he is looking for a Chinese medicine doctor to treat you."
"Oh." It was deathly silence again, but Wan Muqing and Ouyang Man didn't feel embarrassed. After all, they all have their own things to do, not to mention that if it weren't for Wanben, they wouldn't have an intersection.
"I want to take the time to go back. You can arrange it for me." I don't know how long it has passed, except that Wan Muqing raised his head and glanced out of the window to make this decision. No one knows what he thinks, and no one knows. What does he want to do.
It is estimated that he can't lie to himself at this moment, and the appearance of Mu Meng flashed past his eyes just now. He thinks that in this life, he will have no way to forget this girl. If you can't forget it, you can't forget it, even if it becomes a memory.