Xiao Cheng's hazy gaze gradually focused as he looked at the girl's sparkling eyes, her charming face, and her luscious red lips after their passionate encounter.
He picked her up and carried her back to bed.
They both lay down.
"Go to sleep."
A breeze blew in from the bedside, and a thin blanket was draped over Bai Lu's waist as a large hand pulled her into his embrace.
A thin blanket covered the two of them.
She snuggled into his arms and hugged his waist: "Can I dream like this?"
A gentle breeze accompanied a man's deep, husky voice from above: "Hmm."
"No dream trigger is needed?"
I'm so worried that he won't be able to dream.
"For example?" Xiao Cheng asked.
Bai Lu had no idea, so she decisively stuffed the pearl hair clip into his hand: "For example, if you hold the hair clip while you fall asleep, you might dream about things related to the hair clip."
Xiao Cheng gripped the hair clip, looking down at the small face nestled in his arms: "Is it that important?"
Bai Lu wrapped her small hands around his large hand and nodded vigorously: "Very important."
Xiao Cheng remained silent for a moment, without letting go of the hair clip in his hand, and replied with a "Mm".
He rarely dreamed before.
After being with Bailu, I only occasionally had dreams at night, mostly when I was out and about.
I only had two dreams at home, both of which involved Xiao Wei and a big house, and both seemed to be prophetic dreams.
The same thing happens in real life.
The difference is that the trajectory has changed.
Perhaps the situation was deliberately reversed.
Looking at the person in his arms who had turned the tide, Xiao Cheng inexplicably recalled what Lao Hu had said before.
"When the Red Phoenix Star moves, the predestined relationship arrives; missing it will lead to regret, but returning home brings joy."
That day, after collecting debts in a neighboring city, he and Luo Shiliu and others returned to Pingcheng and were about to head to their next destination when they unexpectedly ran into Lao Hu, who rarely came to the city.
Old Hu said those sixteen words to him.
Xiao Cheng understood the meaning of those sixteen characters, but he never thought about going home.
At that time, there was a woman in the family who was said to be pregnant with his "child". He had been giving her money regularly, and the family had enough to eat and drink, so she wouldn't starve.
Hearing Lao Hu's words, he thought of the woman at home, and all he could remember was her thin figure with her head down.
And her name—Bai Lu.
That's all.
Old Hu said, "Returning home brings joy," but he didn't believe it. He had a gut feeling that the woman who was scheming against him wasn't meant to be.
So he didn't want to go home.
But every time Lao Hu said something mystical, it would give him timely advice, ultimately helping him avert disaster.
Moreover, after saying those sixteen words, Lao Hu added one more sentence than usual—
"You absolutely have to go home today..."
He could only hand the order to someone else and go home.
I bought a fish on the way, and when I got back to the alley entrance, I saw that Bailu had been robbed.
Bai Lu also said, "Xiao Cheng is my husband. If he doesn't help me, who will he help? If you don't return my things, I'll have him beat you up tonight."
He was surprised.
The first time I heard the word "husband" come from her mouth, she said it very loudly.
Because her pace of chasing slowed down, it was somewhat of a bluff, but that didn't stop him from noticing that her actions were quite different from before.
Something seems to have changed.
He had his doubts, but he kept them to himself. After teaching her a lesson, he went home with her...
Xiao Cheng looked at the fluffy head of the girl in his arms. She must have come that day.
"By the way, Cheng, there's something I need to tell you that might help with your dreams."
She lifted her head from his embrace.
Her bright, sparkling eyes shone brightly, scattering even the dim light, as if to say, "I have some incredibly good news!"
Xiao Cheng asked cooperatively, "What good news?"
Bai Lu placed her hands on his chest, moved up to him, and leaned close to his ear as he watched her quietly.
Say, "I like you."
Xiao Cheng was stunned, his heart stopped beating for a moment, then started beating faster than before, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
The intense emotions welled up in his eyes, but stopped a second before they spilled out.
After the ups and downs, things return to calm.
This was the prelude to the dream she gave me.
That's all.
"Um."
This time, it was Bailu's turn to be stunned.
In my imagination, Xiao Cheng's reaction to being confessed to should at least be a brief verbal response, even if it's not as passionate as a child's!
For example, saying things like, "I like you too."
Even if there isn't one, there should be one: a kiss he gives her when he expresses his affection, happiness, and joy.
Why is there only one "hmm"?
It's completely different from what she imagined!
"I'm not kidding, I'm serious."
Bai Lu leaned close to Xiao Cheng's ear again and said loudly, "Xiao Cheng, I like you!"
Xiao Cheng nodded and pressed her head back into his arms: "I know, you'll dream about it tonight."
Bai Lu: "..."
"This has nothing to do with dreaming, no, it has something to do with it, no, only a little bit, no, that's not the point! The point is that I like you, I like Xiao Cheng, I like you as a person, am I clear enough?"
Xiao Cheng: "That's enough."
Why does it sound so unclear and concise, instead of being filled with complaints?
Bai Lu felt she had made herself very clear: "Acheng, confessing your feelings and dreaming are not the same thing."
Xiao Cheng: "Yes, two related things."
Bai Lu frowned after hearing this, and decisively pulled him up to sit facing him.
His expression and tone were extremely sincere and earnest: "I didn't say I liked you on purpose because I wanted you to dream. I really like you from the bottom of my heart."
"It's good that you can dream about this, but it's okay if you can't. These two things don't need to be connected. I've wanted to tell you I like you for a long time... but I haven't said it because things have always progressed naturally. I thought you would understand even if I didn't say it, but later I felt that saying it formally would make us understand each other better..."
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