Sijiu thought he was dreaming at first.
She felt a little strange as she looked at the familiar person in front of her who exuded a violent aura even with his eyes closed.
"Qi Yan." She called softly.
Why did I dream about him?
In the dream, Qi Yan was leaning back on the sofa with his eyes closed. His hair was longer and a little messy than the last time I saw him. His lips were dry, his face was red, and he had heavy dark circles under his eyes. He looked like the type of person who didn't get enough sleep.
"Why are you still so miserable in my dreams?" Si Jiu said, reaching out to poke his forehead.
The man with his eyes closed trembled a few times and suddenly opened his eyes.
"...Huanhuan?" His voice was hoarse and full of disbelief.
Si Jiu's finger was still poking at his forehead when he was caught suddenly. He coughed awkwardly, but then he remembered that he was dreaming and instantly became calm again.
Qi Yan suddenly stood up and hugged Si Jiu's waist, "Huan Huan. Thank you Huan."
He shouted over and over again, as if he wanted to chew the name into pieces so that he could keep something.
To be honest, each of these sounds is very sad.
But Sijiu's mood swings were not that drastic.
Because she had detached herself from her emotions, those memories were still there, but as if separated by a curtain, they were properly placed deep in her memory.
But the feeling in the dream was so real. She could clearly feel the strength with which Qi Yan held her, the tense muscles in his arms, his uncontrollable trembling, and his overly hot body temperature.
"After so long, I finally dreamed of you. Xie Huan, did you come back to see me because you missed me?"
Qi Yan raised his head, his eyes moving over and over again on Si Jiu's face, then looked at her neck in panic.
There was no gushing blood, no bloody mess, and no stitches left by the undertaker.
Qi Yan's eyes were red and he smiled with relief, a smile that sounded like crying.
Si Jiu sighed and reached out to touch his forehead, "Fever..."?
[Ding... The Gold Finger delivery breakpoint has been successfully resumed. Today's intermittent physical contact mission progress: 13.]
Sijiu was a little confused.
The system's voice appeared at the appropriate time: [Host, the higher-ups have replied, stating that there was an error in the settlement of your mission on plane X463. However, since the settlement cannot be changed, this method is being used to allow you to make up the remaining days.]
"This way?"
System: [To put it simply, you can think of it as entering Qi Yan's dream.]
Sijiu was too lazy to complain.
"Okay, come to think of it, I felt really sorry for Qi Yan back then, so this is fine."
Surprised that the host was so easy to talk to, the system was a little bit unbelieving.
"Qi Yan, you have a fever. Do you have any antipyretic medicine at home?"
Qi Yan shook his head. "It's just a dream anyway. It's okay if you don't take the medicine. Huanhuan, are you not doing well?"
Si Jiu was confused, "Why do you ask?"
Qi Yan might have been genuinely confused from the fever, or perhaps he felt like he was dreaming, so his thoughts were particularly chaotic. He didn't explain his inexplicable words, but instead said, "This dream feels so real. Huanhuan, I don't want to wake up."
Si Jiu touched his cheek, then his neck, and finished today's task in one go. Then he said, "Dreams always end."
Qi Yan's eyebrows knitted together, and he glared at Si Jiu fiercely, "Why do you always like to go against me and make me angry?"
Sijiu felt wronged, "How could I have that?"
"Why didn't you? I told you to follow me closely because you were going to chase that suspicious person! Do you know how scared I was when I was looking for you?
I asked you to go first, but you insisted on saving the murderer.
Little guy, how come you are so capable?
Is it a great thing that you are strong?"
Sijiu: Shorty? Haha...
He seemed to be getting angrier and angrier as he spoke. "You're so amazing, why don't you get hurt? Why don't you make me worry about you? You're just showing off and worrying about nothing."
You treat a staff member of questionable status better than you treat yourself."
His voice suddenly dropped, revealing indescribable sadness, "You should be nicer to me. Can't you... love me a little more?"
By the end, he was already crying.
Si Jiu's mind exploded and he was blinded by lust.
"Be good, sister will love you now!"
What kind of lewd words are these? Hehehe!!!
System: I suspect my host is messing with things, but I have no evidence.
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