No amount of company can stop this sadness. It has never disappeared. We just changed our train tickets and delayed our arrival by a month.

Gong Hai cried for a long time. After crying tiredly, he fell on the sofa, his head resting on Muchun's thigh and he gradually fell into sleep.

In the dream, the sun and the sea water are getting farther and farther away, so far that the huge city has swallowed up the blue sea, and the huge high-rise buildings have blocked the red sun. The high-rise buildings are gray, and so are the roads. The huge criss-crossing cities will eventually separate the sea water and the sun.

Completely driven out of Gong Hai's dream.

He woke up, confused and confused.

Outside the window, dusk has fallen, with sporadic birds chirping like penguins eager to return home. There are no lights in the living room, and the piano, sofa, and surrounding walls are all immersed in the dimness of the evening, revealing a feeble compromise.

"Uncle Muchun, have I slept for a long time?"

"It's okay, one hour. Did you dream?"

"How did you know I was dreaming?" Gong Hai was surprised by Muchun's magic.

"It's easy to dream during the afternoon nap. I often dream about deceased people. Sometimes they become very huge. One hand is as big as a shopping mall, and their eyes are like the moon. They have long hair and noses like

Rising mountains.”

Gong Hai was a little scared, but he was attracted by this terrifying dream.

"I also dreamed about something huge, a very big city, a hundred times or a thousand times bigger than the sea around the sea. And the city in the dream was growing, getting bigger and bigger, and had taken growth-accelerating drugs.

Same."

Gong Hai burst into laughter as he spoke.

"Well, what about the growth-accelerating agent?" Muchun's tone was gentle and unhurried.

"Then it became extremely big. It swallowed up the sea first, and then the sun. The city was full of cars, people, and all kinds of familiar things, but they all became huge, huge."

Gong Hai gestured with his hands, his expression focused, as if he was still immersed in the dream he just had.

This is a dream about acceptance. In Mu Chun's view, this dream is a good signal. Although it started in a bad way, the process gradually changed for the better.

This kind of good is not about changing an irreversible sadness, nor is it about being swallowed up by the city and re-flooding the city with the sea and the sun. The "good" here is an acceptance, an acceptance that is pushed by a huge force.

In the dream, the sea and the sun can be said to be the agreement between Gong Hai and his father Gong Yifeng, or it can be more simply regarded as Gong Hai's father himself. The father and son had agreed to go to the island for vacation after the Lechuan International Piano Competition. However,

The weather does not go as expected. In Gong Hai's dream, the sea disappears and the sun disappears, which means that the agreement in reality cannot be fulfilled and his father will not reappear.

It's all sad, the vast sadness projecting an engulfing movement.

The city can be seen as reality. It gets bigger and bigger, and eventually swallows up the sea and the sun. Gong Hai, who witnessed all this, felt deep fear, fear and despair, but he did not stop it from happening.

Muchun confirmed this with Gong Hai again and listened to Gong Hai's dream in the evening again.

Indeed, as a bystander who witnessed this devouring, Gong Hai did not take any action regardless of his ability or lack of ability.

This also includes two aspects that need to be analyzed.

First, Gong Hai was powerless, so he consciously did nothing.

The second time Gong Hai just watched, letting the city grow bigger, and accepted that the city would eventually swallow up the sea and the sun.

These two aspects contain one thing in common: Gong Hai did nothing.

In this dream, not doing anything is not a bad thing, on the contrary, it is a positive signal. It can be understood that Gong Hai has accepted the reality that his father will never appear again, and no longer fights, denies and tries to escape.

Muchun picked up the water glass on the coffee table, handed it to Gong Hai, and asked, "What happened to the city later?"

"Later?" Gong Hai took a sip of water, put the cup down, then picked it up and drank several sips in a row, wiped his mouth, looked at Mu Chun and slowly shook his head, and responded, "I don't know, then the dream

When I wake up, this dream will only end here, and I won’t know what happens next.”

"Gong Hai close his eyes now and imagine the city in his dream, its high-rise buildings, streets, and vehicles."

"Okay." Gong Hai gently closed his eyes under Muchun's guidance.

"Have you seen the huge city?" Mu Chun asked.

"Yes, I saw it." Gong Hai's answer was concise and clear.

"It's great. Can you still see the sea?"

"Can't see." Gong Hai shook his head.

"Can you still see the sun?" Gong Hai shook his head again.

"Very good, can you see the roads in this city?" Muchun's tone became calmer and almost colorless, as if it was a voice in a dream.

"You can see the city's roads, with cars and bicycles. It's no different from the usual cities, but it's very big."

“Does this city feel orderly or chaotic to you?”

Gong Hai paused, one second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds, five seconds

Muchun's brows furrowed more and more tightly

"In good order."

With Gong Hai's answer, Muchun's tense nerves finally relaxed.

"Xiaohai, Xiaohai." Muchun tried to wake up Gong Hai.

After opening his eyes, Gong Hai drank several mouthfuls of warm boiled water.

"Where are Uncle Seven and Teacher Bai Lu?" Gong Hai asked.

"Wash dishes in the kitchen." Muchun replied.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Uncle Muchun is really confused. Look, it's almost dinner time outside. Why are you still washing dishes in the kitchen? I wonder if Uncle Muchun is still dreaming?"

Being laughed at by Gong Hai, instead of being angry, Mu Chun couldn't help laughing, and on a whim, she took Xiao Hai to teach him the piano.

"Xiao Hai, you must teach me well. My piano skills are so bad that your teacher Bai Lu is not willing to accept me as a disciple at all." Seeing Mu Chun's self-pitying expression, Gong Hai really wanted to laugh.

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"Okay, but piano is so difficult. You're so old and it's really not suitable for you. Otherwise, you'd better learn guitar."

"This is looking down on people, Gong Hai. You have looked down on your uncle at a young age, haven't you?"

Mu Chun was anxious and raised his right hand, pretending to teach the junior. Unexpectedly, Gong Hai quickly opened the living room door and walked into the dining room. As soon as Mu Chun chased him to the dining room, Gong Hai was already hiding behind Ding Jiajun and shouted, "Doctor Mu Chun is going to fight."

People, Dr. Muchun bullies children."

Ding Jiajun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't understand why the depressing atmosphere in the room suddenly turned into an atmosphere of hawks catching chickens.

Bai Lu was even more unclear, but no matter what, Gong Hai's condition was better than she imagined, ten times, a hundred times, no, a thousand times better.
Chapter completed!