It Seems There is Light

Sleep talking

After that, Yan Liang squatted in front of Shi An’s dessert shop every day at noon and even at night, waiting to be taken in.

In fact, having just discovered that Shi An’s understanding of ‘sleeping together’ was different from their understanding of ‘sleeping together’, Yan Liang planned not to sleep at Shi An’s house in the future.

After all, lying quietly for a two-hour lunch break was no different from being tortured.

But after unwittingly witnessing Shi An’s secret, Yan Liaang wasn’t so calm anymore.

It would probably be very painful for Shi An to have no one with him when he had nightmares, so Yan Liang gritted his teeth and decided to go through two hours of torture for his ‘best friend’.

Fang Wanqing passed by the entrance of the store, reached out and rubbed Yan Liang’s hair, laughing at him: “You are so sticky to Xiao An? Do you have to sleep with someone to get some sleep? Little windmill, our Xiao An can’t afford you to toss and turn.”

What do you know, I am going to do something big.

Yan Liang wrinkled his nose, grinned at Fang Wanqing with his small fang and did not answer

After a period of time, Yan Liang became more and more comfortable in calming Shi An, and he was happy that the number of nightmares Shi An had seemed to have decreased, from the previous daily to every other day, and now the nightmares were not necessarily every other day anymore.

One night, Yan Liang went to Shi An’s house with his pillow as usual.

“You don’t seem to be spinning in your sleep,” Shi An said, sitting on the bed with his knees in his arms, tilting his head slightly in confusion, “Why do they say you’re spinning in your sleep?”

“It’s cured,” Yan Liang jumped on the bed, “I used to spin around in sleep, but after sleeping with you, I’m not anymore.”

Part of the reason was that after Yan Liang fell asleep, he would leave a nerve for Shi An1, and part of it was that Shi An was not as rough as Zhou Yuan that he could be kicked out of bed casually.

Every time before going to bed, Yan Liang would silently recite ‘don’t spin’ a dozen times, for fear that he would accidentally kick the little friend Shi An.

“Shi An,” Yan Liang reached out to rub his hair, “You be my brother, okay?”

Shi An’s hair was super soft and a little curly, and the hair color was lighter than most, making him look like a doll. It was especially comfortable to rub it.

Shi An seriously thought about it and asked him, “Why?”

“If I’m your brother, I can protect you.”

Every time Shi An had a nightmare, Yan Liang always felt a sense of accomplishment, feeling that he was the hero who saved the child from the monster.

Shi An wrinkled his nose very lightly and said, ” No.”

Fine, ba.

Yan Liang puffed out his mouth, lay down and rolled over, and shrunk himself into a ball just like Shi An usually did when he slept.

Although he was still young, Yan Liang’s figure already had the shape of a young teenager, so this curled-up position made him uncomfortable.

After lying down for a while, Yan Liang couldn’t help but turn around when a small, soft, fragrant head suddenly came next to him.

Yan Liang couldn’t help but laugh and buried his face in the pillow, pretending not to see it.

“Yan Liang,” Shi An called him.

Shi An, at this age, still spoke in a somewhat milky voice, so cute that people’s liver trembled.

Shi An cautiously asked him, “Are you angry?”

Actually, no. Yan Liang still pretended to ignore him and deliberately puffed out his face. Shi An was quiet for a while and actually laid down against him, with his face buried in his back, not speaking.

Yan Liang was afraid Shi An would take him seriously, so he turned around hurriedly. Shi An turned into the position of leaning in his arms, tilting his soft amber eyes to look at him, asking, “Are you still angry?”

Yan Liang suddenly felt like a special bastard.

“I’m not angry, I’m not angry.” Yan Liang hurriedly rubbed his head. Yan Liang’s pupils were dark, and when he looked at people to talk, he always seemed to be extraordinarily focused and sincere.

Shi An was soon convinced, rolled over and moved back to his side.

After an hour or so, Yan Liang noticed the subtle movements of the person next to him. He turned his head to look and found that Shi An was dreaming again, panting with a pale face, his hair slightly wet with cold sweat.

Yan Liang immediately sat up, lying over and gently patting Shi An’s back, using his own hands to warm Shi An’s cold fingertips.

Shi An opened his lips slightly and murmured, “Don’t go…”

Yan Liang couldn’t help but feel a little bit of pain again.

He didn’t know who exactly was making Shi An feel so bad. But Yan Liang heard other children say privately that Shi An’s mom and dad didn’t want Shi An anymore.

He hadn’t seen Shi An’s father, and he had only seen Shi An’s mother a few times.

He didn’t like that woman very much because she made Shi An uncomfortable.

Yan Liang’s heart moved. He lowered his head to whisper to Shi An, “I’m not leaving.”

If Yan Liang knew what would happen after he answered, then he would never have answered Shi An’s sleeptalking so impulsively.

Shi An’s body began to tremble and his voice became louder all of a sudden. He said with a sobbing voice, “Liar!”

Yan Liang was slightly stunned.

Shi An’s eyes were tightly closed, but the tears kept coming out from under his eyes, soaking his thick eyelashes with wetness.

He seemed angry and sad, and he began to struggle on the bed, crying and panting, with heavy crying words that Yan Liang could not understand at all.

He tried to wake Shi An up, but found that no matter how much he shouted, Shi An could not regain consciousness.

Yan Liang’s brain suddenly issued a collapsing roar, he sat helplessly next to him. It took him a long time for his trembled hand to wipe the tears for Shi An.

Yan Liang didn’t know what to do, so anxious that he almost cried along with Shi An, who suddenly grabbed his sleeve tightly before his sobs gradually subsided.

He seemed to be tired of crying. The end of his eyes were tinged with a conspicuous red. The whole person couldn’t stop sobbing as his thin shoulders trembled a lot.

He looked so fragile as if he would break in the next second, making people worry if he would break himself crying.

Yan Liang took a few deep breaths and tried to calm himself down. He reached out and dried Shi An’s tears, then laid down next to him and took his whole body into his arms.

Shi An’s body was a little cool and soft, it was very comfortable to hold him.

Yan Liang’s body temperature was higher than his, so he probably felt comfortable. Like a small animal that found a heat source, he leaned into Yan Liang’s arms by instinct.

Later, Yan Liang knew that some sleep talk shouldn’t be answered at will.

The perceptions of people in their sleep wouldn’t change. Hence, the contradiction of external guidance factors and the perceptions in the dream state could cause confusion in thinking and sanity.

Yan Liang’s ‘will not leave’ probably contradicted Shi An’s dream perception of ‘already gone’, and Shi An was unable to adjust his perception in the dream, so out of self-protection, he had to resort to crying to vent his confusion.

But when Shi An woke up the next day, he had completely forgotten what had happened and only felt a headache.

Yan Liang was uncharacteristically quiet, with his head slightly bowed, seemingly thinking about something.

Shi An skillfully massaged his temples while asking him softly, “What’s wrong with you?”

Yan Liang lowered his beautiful peach blossom eyes for a while before speaking, saying, “Won’t happen anymore.”

Shi An was confused and asked him, “What won’t happen?”

Yan Liang did not answer.

After a long time, Shi An did not find any clues.

The frequency of Shi An’s dreaming had gotten lower and lower, and even if he did dream, it would not have a great impact on the quality of his sleep. His mental state seemed to have improved.

One summer afternoon, the sky was blue, the cicadas were chirping, and the wind was hot. Yan Liang sat on the edge of the bed with his legs crossed, looking down at Shi An who was sleeping.

Shi An was dreaming again; his eyes were moving slightly under his eyelids, his eyelashes were trembling lightly, his expression was calm, and he seemed to be still in deep sleep with his face a little pale, but his demeanor was peaceful.

The afternoon sun shone through the half-open curtains, floating between the beams of dust. Yan Liang suddenly smiled and stretched, feeling relieved.

Quite good.

He casually fixed his hair, slipped on slippers and went downstairs.

The store’s air conditioner was on, the afternoon air was cool, the stereo was playing warm and slow English songs and the female singer’s voice was lazy and unrestrained. The song gently and softly melted together with the sunlight that diffused into the room from between the glass store doors.

Jiang Yuan was sitting next to the door, with the sun covering her silver hair. Her fingers were gently tapped on the table, humming the song.

Yan Liang walked over and sat down across from her. Jiang Yuan greeted him with a smile. He and Jiang Yuan chatted for a while, and the old woman was giggling and amused by him.

There was a slight creak from the wooden staircase and Shi An came down the stairs with an inconspicuous smile in his eyes. He rubbed his sun-burned eyelids with his fingers and smiled at the two people.

“Shi An,” Jiang Yuan called him in a warm voice, her gaze was like a cloud, “Good afternoon.”

Yan Liang smiled, too. His pupil was black as ink, and his peach blossom eyes were sparkling: “Good afternoon.”

Shi An also smiled and said, “Good afternoon.”

Many years later, Shi An still couldn’t forget that feeling at that time, like a cup of aged wine, there was always a touch of endless meaning.

In fact, he just felt that the sunshine was good and the day was long.

The author has something to say
If you answer a dream that shouldn’t be answered, it will cause the dreamer to be panic and uneasy, and after waking up, he still cannot get rid of the excessive emotions (fear, extreme anger, sadness, etc.), and will not forget it as easily as Shi An. (From Baidu) So don’t take it lightly.

According to baidu this is a line from the novel “Sa Ye”. It probably means that no matter how sleepy or tired, I will set aside a little attention for you and pay attention to you