[Wen Shumian x Pei Yanchun | Freelance illustrator
"I always have a bunch of ridiculously fragmented dreams, full of people I haven't seen before and white furry shadows."
Wen Shumian was squatting by the bushes to fish for Mianmian, the ragdoll cat of the Fried Hair Ha people, when he raised his head and bumped into Pei Yanchun.
Mianmian arched her back and hissed, assuming a posture of wanting to fight, while the big white bear Xuetuo on the side was ready to move forward.
Pei Yanchun tightened his grip on the traction rope, his shoulder line was very tight, as if he was trying to hold something in, and he apologized politely: "It doesn't mean any harm."
The moment they looked at each other, countless afterimages of the rainy night slammed into Wen Shumian's mind.
She said in a daze: "Have we met before?"
He shook his head in a flash and murmured in a low voice: "Maybe I stayed up too late recently."
Strange things happened one after another from then on.
We bump into each other when picking up express delivery, bump into each other when throwing out garbage, even if we deliberately stagger the time when we go out, we still meet each other in a narrow road around the corner.
Xu Liyang opened her drawing, and the paper was covered with blurry white outlines. He raised his eyebrows and joked:
"Honestly, are you attracted to the guy who walks the big dog?"
Wen Shumian hurriedly covered the page: "It's just sleep disorder and random thoughts."
In the cafe, Shen Qingxuan stirred the cold coffee and looked towards the opposite side:
"You wouldn't walk your dog around this area before."
Pei Yanchun rubbed the side of the coffee cup with his fingertips, silent and unable to argue.
Bits and pieces of nightmares entangled Wen Shumian every night, and the inexplicable bond made her instinctively want to retreat.
Thousands of noisy and trivial emotions linger in his ears all day long. Only by meeting this person and this cat can Pei Yanchun find a moment of peace.
Two things that cannot be said to the outside world are heavy in my heart.
The cat clings to the window sill and secretly looks downstairs, while the big dog stands guard in front of the unit regardless of the weather.
They met unexpectedly again and again, while subconsciously avoiding each other, they couldn't help being drawn to each other.
If those dreams that repeatedly disturbed sleep were all true, would they dare to accept this bond?
(The general outline of this book has been certified as a blockchain copyright certificate)
Intention: Carry their own secrets, borrow fur, and slowly get closer to each other
