After Bai Huan finished blowing his hair, he turned off the machine. Hearing the muffled breathing, he quickly turned the person over gently, stuffed him into the quilt and covered it with a quilt.

    Because he slept on his stomach before, half of his face was buried in the sheets, Song Xi's face was covered with an unnatural flush, and he fell asleep with his mouth pouted.

    Bai Huan couldn't help laughing in a low voice, covered the quilt, put on a new military uniform, and walked out lightly.

.Song Xi's sleep was quite heavy at first, but then he suddenly began to have strange dreams, first high-rise buildings, and then mountains, forests and oceans.

    In the end, it became the base of the army. Just where he came, in the center of the large field, a group of people formed an airtight circle, and panic exclaimed from the crowd.

    Song Xi raised his eyes and saw that the faces of the people around were covered in a cloud of black mist, and they couldn't see their faces and sorrows and joys clearly.

    He didn't know what these people were doing, but Song Xi in the dream walked uncontrollably towards the crowd, and when they came to the edge, these people gave way one after another.

    Following the opening of the road, in Song Xi's sight, dark red blood flowed along the road and exaggeratedly flowed to his feet.

.Song Xi frowned and looked along the bloodstain. There was a person kneeling on the ground at the end point, with his head lowered, as if he could feel the sight. The person suddenly raised his head in Song Xi's direction, and a blood-stained face was exposed. in sight.

    He was really familiar with this face, he had seen it thousands of times, but it was the first time he had seen it so embarrassed.

    Song Xi's heart was like a knife twisting, and suddenly, the scene in front of his eyes flashed, and the surrounding crowd dispersed, Bai Huan lay on the cold floor, and slowly degenerated into a scarred white tiger, which lost his life.

    Song Xi was awakened by fright. When he woke up, the room was dark and silent.

    He picked up his light brain and glanced at the time. It was already night, but Bai Huan was not at home. Song Xi sent a message, but no one responded.

    He called again, but still no one answered.

.The dream suddenly appeared in his mind, Song Xi's heart was thumping, and he seemed to feel suffocated even when he took a breath.

    Song Xi suddenly rolled over and got out of bed. He didn't even care to put on his shoes. He ran out of the house in the dark. Just as he ran to Yangguan, the door was suddenly pushed open, the light came on with a click, and the room was brightly lit.

    Bai Huan put down the things in his hand and looked at him in astonishment: "Huh? Did something happen? You ran in such a hurry."

    Song Xi didn't know what to say, so he threw himself into the person's arms and hugged him tightly without letting go.

    Bai Huan was caught off guard, he almost forgot how to put his hand, so he could only clumsily patted and comforted: "I'm here, I'm here, it's alright, it's alright..."

    Song Xi slowly regained his senses, feeling the real touch, and then he was firmly relieved, his head pressed against the man's chest, and he rubbed his head a few times like a spoiled child.

.After a while, Bai Huan tore the man from his arms and scolded him, "What's the matter in such a hurry, why don't you even wear shoes? The floor is so cold, what should I do if I get sick."

    To say it was a reprimand was actually inappropriate. The man's tone was gentle and watery, and he couldn't hear a trace of his sincere desire to be held accountable.

    Song Xi bowed his head and stood up for the training, consciously making a mistake.

    Bai Huan took a pair of new slippers for Song Xi to put on, and reached out and rubbed the young man's head: "Okay, I bought something delicious, let's have something to eat first."

    "Yeah." Song Xi nodded exactly like the lucky cat, and honestly followed behind the man's butt.

    After eating, laying on his clothes, Song Xi tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. He didn't know whether it was because he was full or because of that dream.

.Thinking of that dream, his mood sank again. If it was normal, Song Xi would only think that it was just a dream, but the information given by the system changed its meaning instantly.

    The system revealed that Bai Huan would not live long, which was completely in line with the dream.

    Song Xi huddled under the covers, pulling her hair anxiously.

    Why don't you wait to come up with something, then the man grabs it and puts it into his arms, kisses his forehead: "Don't think about it, go to sleep."

    Song Xi obediently closed his eyes. He thought that he could not sleep, but when he woke up, it was already the second day.

    It was cold around him. Bai Huan should have been up for a long time. Song Xi put on his shoes and got out of bed. When he walked to the door of the bedroom, he suddenly heard Bai Huan talking. Listening to the tone, he seemed a little angry.

    "Block the base, investigate thoroughly!"

    The author has something to say: Good night! (sleepy collapsed) .

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