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Yesterday, I dreamed again I went to find my boyfriend Song Wen (pronoun) who was in the army. I took a kettle to catch the water. The water was underground water, and a pipe came up from the ground. Song Wen taught me to insert some grass into the mouth of the pipe first, and then push the grass back and forth before the water can come out. When I looked over, Song Wen had already inserted a pinch of grass, and the water had been drawn up. First it was drop by drop, and then the water became small streams, which became more and more with the edge of the water, rushing. It's amazing, and I inexplicably have more admiration for Song Wen in my heart.
Instead, I went to the army to look for Song Wen. This time Song Wen was busy farming with several people in a field in the yard. I went and he came out, but the face I saw was clearly mine, exactly the same face, but maybe she was basking in the sun for a long time, so she looked much darker, and I felt a heartache for her.
Song Wen has been a woman since she just came out of the field, the same gender as me. We were walking in the army yard, ready to watch a show on the stage. I subconsciously lowered my head and let the peaked cap cover my face, because I didn't want passers-by to see that I looked the same as Song Wen beside me, so that others would think they were twins.
As I walked, Song Wen walked in front of me. I looked at her back and remembered her skin color which was several degrees darker than mine. The nicknames I gave resonate with everything, perhaps because the onlookers looked at my face and felt that those nicknames were quite appropriate, so they laughed out loud.
Song Wen looked back at me after standing still in front, waiting for me to pass. Going forward is the grandstand, and there are already many people sitting in the grandstand. Song Wen walked to the right and got into the crowd. I didn't want to sit next to a crowded place, so I sat in an empty corner on the left where there were relatively few people. I thought Song Wen would come over to my side and sit with me, but it didn't, maybe she didn't want to move either, so I just sat there by myself. The stage is far away from us. Although the performance is in progress, we can't see anything at all.
I am wearing a peaked cap, a silver green camouflage long shirt jacket, and a T-shirt, pants, etc., which are very handsome. Although I am a woman, I feel like a man.
After the performance, I left with Song Wen. I found that my coat was missing, so I turned my head and looked at the stands. Song Wen said that she put away my coat, so I turned around and walked with her in peace. up. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com