Chapter 21: General's Secret (3)

Shen Zhifan has made another dream.
He sat shaking... I don’t know what it was, it was dizzy, he couldn’t seem to open his eyes, and when he finally opened it, he felt something wet in the forehead, thick and suffocating, stabbing It hurt his eyes.
However, the front is nothing, pure black swallows all the colors, except for a small window, from where it looks out, you can see a lonely starry sky.
Very beautiful, also gorgeous, it seems to be a bit lonely.
But this is not the most important thing. He bent down and gently embraced himself. I don't know how long it took, and then suddenly covered his face and wept.
He is like a curled branch, thin and tough.
To be honest, he doesn't remember why he was crying, crying like this, crying back with every breath, and then shaking the whole body, as if it were a crumpled rag, like an abandoned child. beast.
Why are you crying?
I can’t think of it completely.
Only vaguely perceived that a certain corner of the heart was cut out, as if he had been cut with his body.
At this time, he smelled a particularly tempting aroma.
He blinked and saw the grilled fish that suddenly appeared in front of him... and began to realize that he was dreaming.
It’s a dream to be so chaotic.
Don't just seduce the fish while you are crying in other people's dreams to seduce him?
But it is in the dream, then I am not doing what I want to do, Shen Zhifan thought about it, in order to further rule the king in the dream, he decided to use the idea to control the fish and fly to feed him.
...and then the fish was really caught by the chopsticks and fed to his mouth.
It’s so good in my dreams.
Shen Zhifan began to eat grilled fish while crying.
The scene is very embarrassing, but fortunately, the dream is invisible to others.
He thought happily.
Speech: "..."
He took out a paper towel and gently rubbed the other's cheek and whispered comfortably: "The ancestors, the feed is also fed and eaten, what do you want?"
Although he said this, he did not intend to give the reaction, and the drunkard did not make sense.
Shen Zhifan's handsome face cried very much with pears and rain, but even this is still very unhurriedly followed by a roast fish.
The words are very difficult to understand, but still feel a little bit painful.
Shen Zhifan, who lost his memory but still retains the deepest reaction in his body, cried in front of him one after another.
On behalf of... he must have a lot of grievances.
The generals were stunned with something, so they thought about feeding the last bite of fish.
His craftsmanship is very good. After all, he has been trained since childhood. The grilled fish is only left with a complete skeleton. Shen Zhifan realizes that he has already eaten almost, and his tears are almost the same. He closes gracefully. The mouth, the first time I started to sleep again.
Yes, drunk is not a waste.
"Do you still have to boast that you are a good boy, huh?"
He said this, scratching the nose of the scraping.
Then he will pick him up.
Shen Zhifan is really not really heavy, but it is not as light as a little girl. Although he has not embraced the little girl, in short, he has always been dressed in a thin, undressed state.
Feel good.
... well, very good.
The general who was busy for one night finally felt that it was a bit cost-effective at this time.
However, when it was blown by the cold wind outside, Shen Zhiwei shuddered and woke a little.
This time is really awake.
He opened his eyes in confusion and filled his head. "Who am I? Where am I doing?" I haven't had time to vent, and I saw the chin.
... Why can he see the chin of the male god?
Oh, the chin of the male is really beautiful.
He thought like this, thinking like this... and then he woke up.
I, grass.
Is he being held by the male god?
Or, the princess?
Shen Zhifan felt that he was going to blow up, but unfortunately he was still a little bit weak and weak, and his face was still a bubble, and he could only blow it up in his heart.
He didn’t hold him for a long time. In the evening, there were many people in the food lane. Holding such a man seemed to be very eye-catching. When he went out of the grilled fish shop, he put Shen Zhifan down.
Then he saw Shen Zhifan staring at him with his eyes open. He thought that Shen Zhifan probably didn't wake up and touched his head gently.
"Would you like to stand for a while?"
Shen Zhifan is still in shock, but unfortunately the body still can't move, only half of it is on the body.
Wait, let him rationalize his thoughts.
Today, the male god, take him to eat, grilled fish.
Then he took a sip of wine and didn't eat a fish yet... he didn't know anything.
Then the question is coming. What happened during this period of time?
Why, the male will hold him so naturally, staring at him? ? ?
Suddenly there were two little girls coming by, and Shen Zhifan heard them linger for a long time, and then one of them daringly came forward and asked weakly.
"Hello, that... is this KK, is it KK? It's exactly the same..."
"No."
The words were replied neatly, and the eyes looked coldly at each other, and the little girl’s enthusiasm for the next time was broken.
The excitement of the little girl was splashed with cold water, but she was still entangled and asked: "Oh must be KK, we are all fans of KK, I really want a signature..."
I can see that they are trying to see the face of Shen Zhifan, and simply put Shen Zhifan’s face on his chest and stare at him calmly.
"Not KK, he is my lover."
The little girl opened her eyes.
... Shen Zhifan has eyes wide open.
"No, I am embarrassed," the little girl was scared of three points by the angry voice. Finally, she said weakly. "I don't know if anyone has said that your lover is really like KK...

"No."
The words still answered very directly and decisively, so she looked at her quietly. Although she didn't say anything, her own cold field was obviously reading her directly. She was very unpopular.
Shen Zhifan’s eyes are still wide.
Although his body is still heavy like iron, he still smells the unique taste of his words.
He felt the palm of his hand covered in the back of his head, very warm.
The two girls quickly went away with embarrassment, and the corner of the alley calmed down again. The cold wind could not blow his head this time, because he was still in his arms.
So what happened again?
Did he drink the fragment?
Still lost memory?
Still still dreaming?
He was still thinking, and the words slowly let him go.
He sighed softly, and the blush on his face slowly receded. If he was too close to the male god, don't say that he recovered his mind, and even breathing was difficult.
Then he felt a soft and soft stick on his forehead.
Very good, Shen Zhifan completely forgot to breathe this time.
He gently pointed his forehead with his lips. He actually had some guilty conscience, but... he didn't know anyway.
Slightly, indulge it.