Liang Yixuan was blocked by him and had nothing to say. When he looked around, he pulled up the corner of the quilt and wrapped himself in a trap.

It seemed to be saying that at least the quilt was hers.

Bian Xu was so funny that she turned her head away and laughed. When she turned her eyes, she returned to her true colors. She looked at the tears at the corners of her eyes, gently pulled two cleansing wipes from the tissue box on the bedside table, and lifted up her eyelids: "I can cry if I dream, why haven't I seen you so cute before?"

Liang Yixuan lowered her head and refused to speak.

"Oh," Bian Xu remembered something, paused the movements of wiping the corners of her eyes, and whispered to herself, "It's not that I haven't seen it before."

But it's not a dream.

It's about doing something else.

Liang Yixuan raised her head in question, and saw Bian Xu lowering her eyes with a smile on the corner of her lips, not knowing what she was thinking.

"What are you muttering?"

"Nothing." Bian Xu smiled and continued to wipe the corners of her eyes. After carefully wiping it, he pinched the wet wipes in his palm, rubbed them twice and threw them into the trash can not far away. "What did you dream about, tell me."

Liang Yixuan looked at him unhappily: "You hug me... and pull me here, is it the prisoner being tried?"

"Yes." Bian Xu answered for granted.

Liang Yixuan glanced at her eyes in anger and looked under the bed. She didn't see slippers and was about to go down barefoot.

Bian Xu held the person in charge: "It's for you to judge me."

Liang Yixuan got out of bed and paused.

"Sit and wait for me for a while." Bian Xu stood up and walked out, and heard that he seemed to leave the suite and go downstairs.

Liang Yixuan hugged the quilt and lowered her head, rested her chin on her knees, and her eyes wandered around the plain patterned flower table of the quilt.

Two minutes later, Bian Xu returned to the bedroom with a suitcase and opened the box in front of her.

Liang Yixuan glanced at him.

There are many clothes and daily necessities on the island. In the suitcase, two spare jackets were installed in order to deal with the temperature difference in other places for replacement on the road. The rest were documents and... a black gift box.

Bian Xu opened the lid of the box a few seconds, took out a portable player and a pair of headphones from inside, got up, stuffed the headphones left and right into her ears, and stood beside her to operate the player.

Liang Yixuan waited for no reason. After a while, a sound of waves slamming against the reefs came into her ears, slowly wiggling her eardrum from far to near, and from near to far.

The extremely real ambient sound made her feel like she was in the sea.

Liang Yixuan looked up at Bian Xu.

The fingertips of Bian Xu slide on the player's touch screen.

As soon as the scene changed in my ears, a drizzle sounded, and the sound of raindrops falling on the glass window seemed to be close by.

After changing again, it was time to burn the fire by the fireplace in winter. Mars exploded and crackled, making his ears itch slightly.

Then there is the windy forest, the kitchen with hot soup, the empty instrumental room with echoes...

The cerebral cortex seemed to flow through a warm current, and the panic and tension left by Liang Yixuan from the nightmare were all smoothed by the surround sound.

Bian Xu sat down on the edge of the bed again and took off the headphones from her ears: "Hear?"

Liang Yixuan nodded: "Is this?"

“Customized white noise for you.”

Liang Yixuan's eyelashes trembled slightly: "You are back to the island to..."

"Give you a way to help you sleep."

Liang Yixuan does not use drugs easily. He is concerned that long-term use may cause dependence and side effects, affecting the endocrine system or reducing the limb response during dancing, so he uses gentle physical methods.

There are indeed many white noise sources on the Internet, but ordinary white noise is of course not as good as the world's top audio, recording, and tuning equipment production, nor can it customize the most suitable sound sources based on personal sleep conditions.

"This is a professional sleeping headphone," Bian Xu weighed the pair of headphones in his palm and explained to her, "Use the player to schedule before going to bed, and it is best to take it off at that time. It will not hurt your ears if you don't take it."

Bian Xu rarely patiently talks serious things, but Liang Yixuan's attention is completely out of his words.

She looked at Bian Xu and then noticed that there was a tired red blood in his eyes. I wonder if it had not been a long time to rest.

"Did you... record these in person?" Liang Yixuan asked in a low voice.

"Then I'll go on a trip?"

"I mean you did it all by yourself?"

"When the plan was released in the early stage, there was also a professional doctor, and there were four assistants in Caisheng and later stages."

"How long have you been involved?"

Bian Xu recalled: "It will take forty or fifty hours."

Liang Yixuan choked in the bottom of her throat.

She remembered that Cheng Nuo mentioned her insomnia on Monday night, and set off early on Tuesday. Before that, he should have made a plan overnight. After a flight of more than ten hours, he continued to cross the sea before he arrived on the island.

After doing this, he almost never closed his eyes after landing. From early Tuesday morning to early Friday morning, all his sleep in these days was only two flights.

Liang Yixuan frowned: "I'm not an emergency either, why are you doing so urgent..."

Bian Xu raised his eyebrows: "It's just that urgent, isn't anyone else secretly crying?"

"I..." Liang Yixuan lowered her eyes, "It's said that she was crying in a dream."

Bian Xu sighed softly.

Liang Yixuan was not so attached to others before. Although he now knows that she may be irresponsible for many times, he thinks that Liang Yixuan's concentration on her career will not be like a man who is not seen for a day - even if this man is him, it is enough to report the schedule.

If he had known this little girl had such two faces, he would not have been prepared for any surprises. He would just say the words to the clearest before leaving.

Seeing Liang Yixuan lowering her eyes and not talking, she seemed to be still scared about what was happening in her dream, Bian Xu frowned slightly.

She was worried about him, and he should be happy.

But when he heard her finally admit that her tears were because of him, he not only didn't feel happy, but instead felt like he was knocked down.

The essence of this incident was not what he got from Liang Yixuan, but reminded him: Liang Yixuan is like this now, so what did he experience in the past.

Border and Syria cannot seem to regard this as a victory.

This victory is based on her pain, which is despicable and shameful to him.

Something was blocking the chest, so stuffy that the sternum was sore. Bian Xu let out a breath and hugged Liang Yixuan and the ground on his legs.

Liang Yixuan's body shook and subconsciously grabbed the collar of his shirt.

Bian Xu adjusted his posture, held her firmly, looked at her and said, "Before..."

Liang Yixuan's hand holding his clothes tightened, and his heart seemed to be tightened by something. It was clearly a familiar posture before, but after more than two months, he seemed to be unable to breathe.

"I was not good before." Bian Xu continued.

Liang Yixuan was pulled away by these words and looked at him seriously.

Bian Xu considered the words that were extremely strange to him and had never spoken before in his life, and said one by one word: "I thought you didn't care about me, so I didn't let myself care about you too much."

Liang Yixuan frowned: "Do I don't care about you..."

Bian Xu had a little bit of gritting his teeth: "No, I'm blind."

“…”

"Liang Yixuan, I can't change what has happened. If I can go back, I won't go back to December last year. I just went back to New Year's Eve four years ago and kidnapped you."

“…”

"But isn't that possible? All I can do is to do from now on. If you feel that you have suffered too much in the past, come to me for remedy. How to find it, how long it takes."

Liang Yixuan looked at him: "What if I want to see you being single for ten years?"

“…”

Bian Xu raised his hand and gently pinched her nose: "I really know how to stab people in the heart. I am so smart. How could I be wronged before?"

"You haven't answered me yet."

Bian Xu thought for a while: "I will be thirty-four in ten years, and you will be thirty-one. Anyway, my brother is holding on to me, and I can't urge me to get married. Of course, if I really want to urge me, no one can urge me. Don't worry."

I still think for a long time and can climb up the pole.

Liang Yixuan shoved him, but couldn't sit firmly, and then she remembered that she and her quilt were on his lap.

Bian Xu hugged her in time: "Can you be single like this..."

"cannot."

"Is your quilt?"

“…”

Liang Yixuan softly and flexibly took off her shell and threw the quilt to him.

"Don't catch a cold," Bian Xu smiled and covered her with the quilt again. "I won't tease you anymore, I'll go to bed if I don't feel sad."

Liang Yixuan turned to see the time.

The electronic clock on the bedside table is already displayed at three:30.
To be continued...