Chapter 18: wake up

　　 Outside the door is Christine's voice.
　　 "Wait a minute!"
　　 Zhen Fan hurriedly returned to the room and changed his clothes before opening the door. Christine stood at the door, smiling at Zhen Fan, who was still dripping with his hair and buttoned his shirt.
　　 "Is it not time to come?"
　　 Kristen deliberately turned his head and looked at the direction Sarah was leaving, but Sarah was already racing in angrily.
　　 "Colleague, I am a CBI consultant for the time being!"
"Oh?"
　　 Kristen is still joking, blinking at Zhen Fan, deliberately raising her voice, expressing his doubts, in fact, just want to tease Zhen Fan.
　　 "Because I helped check a case!" Zhen Fan shrugged, "Perhaps because I look like the Oriental version of Holmes, or maybe she just wants to have some fun!"
　　 Christine walked in, shook his head, hands behind his back, fingers clasped, and then made a palm-supporting gesture. This gesture is very small and cute!
　　 "Don't explain to me, it's your own business!"
　　 Blinked his eyes narrowly, and then sat on the sofa as if he were in his own home, putting one hand on the armrest casually, and supporting his chin with the other, looking at Zhen Fan.
　　 "How are you going to treat my...insomnia or hyperdreaminess?"
　　 "Uh, if I can, I will puncture your head with a few needles. Have you ever seen acupuncture in Chinese medicine? If you know it, I'm relieved. After all, many people don't understand it very well!"
　　 Zhen Fan stood up, preparing to go to the room to get his silver needle.
　　 "Acupuncture? I really haven't seen it..." Kristen watched Zhen Fan walk into the room, then took out a box, staring with interest.
　　 Zhen Fan opened the box. Inside, there was a set of silver needles and tools for cleaning needles.
　　 "This...I want to stick it on my head?"
　　 Seeing these slender silver needles, Kristen suddenly became worried for no reason. He couldn't imagine the reaction of something like this on his head.
　　 Zhen Fan had expected the same.
"We can try other parts first, if you feel unwell, I will stop!" Zhen Fan looked at Christine and explained patiently, "You don't have to worry at all, only a little numbness. Otherwise, everything will be the same as usual!"
　　 "Okay—right!" Christine finally gritted his teeth, "Try it with the arm first!"
　　 The slender silver needle was pierced, and it really felt sore and tingling, even a little swollen. It doesn't matter at all, I can bear it. It's just that the feeling on the hand is not very obvious.
　　 "How about...try it on your head?"
　　 Zhen Fan smiled and suggested when she saw Christine adapt.
　　 "You have to be careful..." Christine was a little confused.
Zhen Fan nodded, and started massaging her head with one hand: "Don't worry, relax and relax your whole body as I do. You can also lean on the sofa and rest your head. Okay, let me start. The needle is in, are you ready? Christine?"
　　 "Well, I think I'm ready, relax, right?"
　　 Kristen closed his eyes, inhaled deeply, and then exhaled deeply, doing something very exaggerated. In fact, this is just emboldening himself.
　　 "Okay, you can start getting the needle!"
　　 Kristen felt that he was ready, and began to call Zhen Fan to give her a needle.
　　, there was Zhen Fan's chuckle. Christine opened his eyes and saw that Zhen Fan was already standing in front of him, looking at him grinning.
　　 "What are you waiting for? I'm ready!"
　　 Kristen looked at Zhen Fan strangely, and then found that Zhen Fan was empty-handed and there was no silver needle in the box, so where is the silver needle?
　　 "God, no, you already got in?"
Kristen couldn't help being taken aback, reaching out to touch her head, but Zhen Fan grabbed her hand and warned her: "Don't move, or you will get hurt. All you have to do now is to lean on your head. Relax on the sofa, close your eyes, and if you can fall asleep, go to sleep!"
"Okay, I'll lean on first!" Kristen shook her head. She also wanted to sleep, but then the nightmare became a shadow in her heart, and she didn't dare to sleep. She said she was sleeping, but she just leaned and closed. The eyes, instinctively resist sleep.
　　 I closed my eyes and felt that the room was quiet.
　　 After a while, I heard a voice.
"are you asleep?"
　　 "No, I can't sleep, I'm afraid, Zhen, that nightmare will enter my dream as long as I fall asleep!"
　　 "Do you want me to count the sheep?"
　　 "Pump!"
Kristen couldn’t help it, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but still couldn’t help, closing his eyes and joking casually: "Well, if you count sheep and I can fall asleep, that’s really... great !"
　　 "This is the privilege I give you!" Zhen Fan smiled.
　　 Then a voice came from Christine’s ears: "One sheep, two sheep, three sheep, four sheep..."
　　 This guy is actually counting sheep, and Kristen didn't hold back, with a "pounce", trying to open his eyes to see what this guy is doing.
　　 "Close your eyes, don't want to open and look at me, or you will break the rules!" Zhen Fan quickly warned her, "Listen carefully to my voice, listen to me counting sheep, you know!"
　　 "Well, you are a doctor now, listen to you, doctor-prospective!" Christine held back a laugh, said the "doctor-prospect" very hard, and closed his eyes again obediently.
　　 "Five sheep, six sheep..."
　　 Gradually, Zhen Fan's voice became like a drop of water, crisp and melodious, and a comfortable feeling gradually rose from the bottom of people's heart, as if being gently wrapped in sunlight.
　　 There was a smile on Kristen’s mouth, and the whole body gradually relaxed, and the nerves slowly relaxed. After many days of insomnia, she began to lose control of her sleep, even though she wanted to wake herself up.
　　 Zhen Fan's voice gradually became blurred, as blurred as a cassette tape, and like a rumbling sound coming from the bottom of the water.
　　 Christine's breathing slowly stabilized, and her long eyelashes no longer tremble. This is a state of sleep. Zhen Fan couldn't help but smile and then put a thin blanket on her.
The morning sun shone into the room. Zhen Fan sat in a bright place, looking at Christine who was leaning on the sofa in the living room, her hair hanging down, and the face of Enron, could not help but smile, casually. Picked up a book and read it.
　　 "True!"
　　 I don’t know how long it has been. There was a knock on the door. Zhen Fan had already put down his book at this time. He is not a person who likes to read books. If he hadn’t been dealing with exams some time ago, he would not go to read for a long time. In contrast, he prefers to cook his own food.
　　 opened the door, Claire stood at the door holding her Barbie doll, looked inside, and smiled at Zhen Fan, ghostly.
　　 "Uncle, is that aunt still there? Is she asleep? I promise to be obedient, not noisy, and only watch cartoons!" Claire looked at Zhen Fan blankly, for fear that he would refuse him.
　　 "It's okay, you can watch the TV over there, the voice is quieter, it should not affect her, the aunt is too tired, I haven't slept for many days!"
　　 Zhen Fan let Claire in, and then exhorted a few words.
　　 "Hmm!" Claire hurriedly jumped, and ran to the side to watch TV, but his eyes moved to Zhen Fan's kitchen from time to time. It was obvious that this little guy was also a drunkard who didn't want to drink.
　　 Zhen Fan didn't care about her, and made the dishes by himself, and then he called Claire over.
　　 "Try my mushroom meatballs, braised yellow croaker, spring roll pancakes!"
　　 Zhen Fan took Claire, who could not wait to drool at the table, to the chair of the table, and prepared a knife, fork, spoon, and plate for her!
　　 "This is for you!" Zhen Fan used chopsticks to clamp a spring roll pancake and put it on Claire's plate. She put a meatball into her mouth and squinted comfortably.
"good to eat!"
　　 Claire used a fork to fork the spring roll pancake, put it in his mouth and took a bite, and then followed the way of Zhen Fan, squinting his eyes, pretending to be enjoying himself, and let out a tender sigh.
　　 "Pixie!" Zhen Fan couldn't help but said with a smile.
　　 This little guy is getting more and more sticky to Zhen Fan now, and even learns from Zhen Fan's every move. Even Anne has complained about this. For so many years, Claire has never studied Anne or Thomas.
　　 These words seem to be jealous, but they are full of joy. Claire has completely changed. All of this has changed only when Zhen Fan came. This made her not only happy, but also grateful.
　　 "Uncle Zhen, can I come to you in the future?"
　　 Claire ate and ate happily, and suddenly his mood dimmed, with his head drooping, and the pancakes stopped, just like Zhen Fan.
　　 "What's the matter? Claire! Of course you can come. My favorite is that Claire is here as a guest!"
　　 "But... but I'm going to school~EbookFREE.me~ Mom said, I'm going to school, Uncle Zhen, I don't want to go to school, I want to be with Uncle Zhen every day."
　　 So that's it, this little guy has troubles too!
Zhen Fan hurriedly walked over, picked up Claire, scratched her little nose, and smiled: "Even if Claire goes to school, he still has to go home after school? You can come when you go home. Uncle’s home? Aren’t we still able to meet every day?"
"Yes indeed!"
Claire clapped her hands and laughed, her little head turned around, she couldn't help but laugh happily, all her troubles disappeared, and she left Zhen Fan in a swish, raised her fork, and skewed a big mushroom meatball, and put it on the plate. , Took a big bite, cheeks bulging.
　　The sun gradually shifted and shone on the sofa.
　　 The sunlight stung Christine's eyes. When she opened it, she subconsciously blocked her with her hand, straightened up, and a thin blanket on her body slipped off.
When he opened his eyes, Kristen was surprised by the new environment, and then quickly realized that he was in Zhen Fan’s house, could not help but smiled, and then looked at the food at the dining table. Two guys fighting.
　　 "This is not fair, why don't I have my share!" Christine pretended to be dissatisfied.
　　 "Why? Keep it for you. Since you are awake, come over and eat together! How are you sleeping?"
How is 　　 sleeping? Christine was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly woke up with a burst of ecstasy in his heart. With this sleep, there were no dreams!