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"Uh--"

The curtains were opened by a pair of female hands, and the dazzling sunlight rushed into the room, brightening up little by little, and the fine dust slowly floating in the air.

A young man about twenty years old was sleeping in the hospital bed. His face was pale and his pale lips looked like blood stains solidified after drying up.

The fingers on the side moved.

He opened his eyes slowly.

Around the white, a pungent and unpleasant smell strongly stimulates the senses. The young man turned his head slightly. The transparent bottle on the cabinet was filled with a bunch of pink stars, and the bottle was covered with colorful post-it notes.

"Non-Brother, we are going to see the Aurora, you will not be able to catch up when you sleep again!"

"Scary boy, get well soon, you man who wants to be a sleeping beauty?"

"Hey, it's coming to an end, you won't wake up to bribe Xueba, be careful not to focus on you!"

He stared blankly.

A memory of dust and confinement gradually recovered.

"Huh, you finally woke up, that's great!"

The female voice came from the side surprise, he looked up subconsciously.

The woman is wearing a pink nurse uniform, full and sexy, and don't have a temptation when bending down. Behind her is a boxy black screen with blue and black wire tubes connected to the interface.

He froze for a moment.

The female nurse looked at him in such a silly manner, and she couldn't help laughing, she was really a child. When she saw the beautiful young lady, she was so happy. However, this boy is particularly handsome, so it's very nervous to stare at people without blinking.

This little handsome guy heard that he was a college student or the second generation of the rich. He had an accident when he went on an adventure with a friend. He suddenly fainted and was taken to the hospital. Strangely, his physical function was normal, but he never woke up and fell asleep for almost two months.

The female nurse swayed her waist and approached the bed, facing a handsome and wealthy rich man, half teasing and half teasing. "You can finally wake up and lie down. My future boyfriend probably has opinions. "

The black-haired young man did not intend to listen to what she said, and suddenly pulled out the needle on his arm. The blood splattered. He was expressionless and walked out barefoot.

"Hey, what are you doing, you ..."

The female nurse chased out, but quickly lost her target.

He used it at first, and then ran away, as if he was gifted, and cleverly used blind spots to get rid of the doctors and nurses behind him.

He escaped from the hospital and entered the crowd.

Others looked at each other and thought they were making a movie.

Some Yankong girls quietly picked up their phones and shot him.

The blue and white striped medical gown hung loosely on the boy's body, and the thin black hair covered his eyebrows messily. His face was pale and scary, and his lips became brighter.

The one meter nine size made him the focus of attention.

He felt something sharp on his feet and bleed. He didn't even notice it, and he was still walking forward, but his pace was getting slower and slower.

He is back.

Back to his original world.

Here is his familiar sunshine and air, as well as familiar things.

However, rather than returning, he found himself more like a lonely intruder.

Everything here is incompatible with him.

He stumbled in a strange world and stumbled.

Tall buildings, traffic, crowds.

Time is setting the chaotic clock.

He seemed to have had a long, long dream, after countless centuries.

The sandalwood in the dream became thin.

Exuberant love songs are playing on the street, and stalls selling clothes and kebabs are filled with various shouts. In the blazing sun, the girls in short skirts with their thighs on their heads came forward, and a daring squinted at him, and deliberately squeezed the choppy cost.

He walked indifferently, and his face made a booing laugh.

At the door of the hardware store, a small toy car was remotely controlled by the children and was trying to climb the sand pile.

The crab that had just escaped from the seafood market held the iron tongs high and swayed from his feet.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

"Meow--"

On the blue stone steps, a chubby orange cat scratched the big dog's black nose with his paws. Winding up the stone steps, it is a marriage temple with a splendid incense. The copper bell of the cornice has a shallow layer of fresh lacquer.

He was standing in the shade of green trees, and his brows were stained with almost blurred lights and shadows.

A concert poster was posted on the opposite stop.

Summer solstice in 2017.

"Hey!"

Someone patted the shoulder from behind.

He turned his head mechanically.

"I'm going, what kind of expression are you, so terrible, it will scare daddy!"

The person was startled and stroked his chest.

"what's your name?"

He said hesitantly, the face was familiar, and the name could not be remembered.

"Situ Fei, don't scare me. You're just comatose, not amnesia!" The other party shook his shoulder hard, terrified. "Brother, I'm your old iron, Shen Chunjiang, a river of spring flowing eastward you forgot?"

"Well, forget." Situ Fei nodded. "After all, we haven't seen each other for hundreds of years."

Shen Chunjiang: "..."

Broke, this guy must have dropped his head when he collapsed!

He hurriedly pulled the person back and had to be checked by the doctor.

When Situ Fei's parents heard his son woke up, he immediately went to the hospital, but he almost couldn't recognize it.

The man is clearly the same person, except for a little thin, and his appearance has not changed, but they feel a huge alienation and strangeness from Situ Fei, as if they had changed their souls from beginning to end.

The discovery disturbed the two elders and repeatedly told Shen Chunjiang to pay careful attention to Situ Fei.

Shen Chunjiang and Situ Fei played a role from small to big, he naturally also noticed the difference between Situ Fei.

"By the right, brother, what do you mean to have another dream?" Shen Chunjiang sat on a chair with her legs bent, drinking the ice-cola purchased.

"Well, a beautiful dream." Situ Fei leaned against the window and looked down at his hand.

Twenty years old, really young.

He thought about it and said, "Jiang Zi, I am married."

"puff--"

All the soft drinks that hadn't been swallowed in Shen Chunjiang's mouth were sprayed out.

"Brother, are you kidding me? Are you married? You are a brother at the beginning of the year, and you haven't even touched a girl's hair!" Shen Chunjiang was shocked.

When did his otaku carry him to hook up with a woman?

The small flame in Shen Chunjiang's heart lit up, and his gossip little heavenly king was supposed to be possessed.

"Well, where is the other person?"

He listened carefully.

"Well, it should be Qingqiu." Situ Fei thought seriously.

Green Hill?

Shen Chunjiang is a little bit in a circle. Is there any province or city in China's territory?

Could it be that he graduated from high school too long, and all the geographical knowledge was returned to the teacher?

But maybe Situ Fei is talking about place names?

He ignored it and continued to ask, "How old is that sister-in-law?"

"If it is not wrong, it should be one thousand and one hundred years old."

Shen Chunjiang: "..."

Do n’t think I ’m a little student, you can lie to me so capriciously!

"Okay, one hundred and one hundred years old." Shen Chunjiang wiped the sweat on her forehead and smiled dryly, "So you like your sister's love."

"More precisely, it's the grandson and grandson." He raised his eyebrows.

"..."

Shen Chunjiang has no love face.

His otaku is absolutely broken. He sleeps too long and his brain is confused.

In order not to irritate people, Shen Chunjiang also had to make an identification of "buddy I understand you, love is crazy" . "

"Ah……"

Situ Fei laughed softly, his long fingers tapping his lips, and the whole person was tender and affectionate.

"No, not at all."

The woman is kind and considerate.

The sunlight outside the window reflected the swaying tree shadow, and cicadas kept singing. His tall body leaned against a white wall, the gauze curtain was blown up by the wind, and his side was beautiful and beautiful. At this time, he squeezed the corner of his mouth and bowed his head to smile slightly, stunning the years.

Shen Chunjiang opened his mouth and was stupid.

Lying trough, this smile is too foul!

Fortunately, he is an old straight man who would rather not bend, otherwise he must not be bent by this demon countless times?

"I'm in love, but it's a femme fatale." Situ Fei put his palm in front of his forehead, blocking the outside light. "It's like drug addiction, there is no way to quit."

She was too cunning to exit his world in a most perfect, decent and hurtful gesture.

Then he began to miss with a long life.

"Then ... where is that sister-in-law now?" Shen Chunjiang asked.

The movement of the dark-haired youth suddenly stopped.

"past."

"Huh?" Shen Chunjiang was puzzled and scratched his head, feeling that he was not able to keep up with the other party's thinking. Is it because he has not read a book for a long time and became stupid? Why didn't he understand what he said?

"She is in the past."

Thousands of years ago.

In the time he can never touch.

Situ Fei extended his hand out the window, as if touching something, stunned.

Shen Chunjiang just wanted to say something. After seeing this scene, he swallowed the words into his throat. Somehow, he always felt that there was a lot of pain and sorrow in the other party, torn in the air wantonly.

"Jiangzi, I miss her so much."

Situ Fei murmured, "I want to stay in the past and stay where she is closest."

Shen Chunjiang was still pondering the meaning in his words, but when he saw him leaning out, his expression was calm, but this was how he felt scared!

He immediately ran up and dragged Situ Fei's waist.

"Brother, don't do anything stupid. Although I don't know what happened to you and your sister-in-law, wouldn't it be nice to say anything? Just call her if you miss her! If she doesn't answer, you buy The ticket went directly to her side! "

Situ Fei smiled.

"Jiangzi, you don't understand."

Some thoughts cannot be conveyed.

Shen Chunjiang didn't understand. He felt that Situ Fei was strange since he woke up. His mental state looked unstable. He calmed people and kept him away, so he quickly invited a famous psychologist in the industry.

"I'm not sick."

Situ Fei sat in a chair, crossed his fingers in front of his abdomen, and saw through this psychologist disguised as a general physician at a glance.

Shen Chunjiang, who was accompanying him, coughed a few times. "I know, but you may be under a lot of mental stress. Let's talk to Dr. Xu, maybe it will be easier."

Situ Fei did not reject his good intentions, nodded, "Then you start."

His breath is steady and long, and his eyes are clear and clean, indeed it does not look like a mental patient. The only abnormality is that Situ Fei is too calm and indifferent, unlike the lively and funny teenagers in Shen Chunjiang's memory, as if he has seen the prosperity of the world, mature and wise.

Does sleep change so much?

And in Situ Fei's memory, there was a "millennial girlfriend" inexplicably.

Shen Chunjiang's heart is fluffy, should this buddy be a ghost upper body?

Dr. Xu raised his glasses and smiled, "Master Situ, I heard you had a dream. I don't know what kind of dream?" Before taking over, he had received a lot of information from Shen Chunjiang.

After glancing at Shen Chunjiang, Situ Fei explained lightly under the other person's trembling shoulders.

Dr. Xu found that this patient was very difficult. He tried to hypnotize him many times, and all ended in failure. Instead, he was even stumped by Situ Fei, even knowing how many cats he had at home.

Out of pity for talents, he couldn't help but ask, "Does Master Stuart want to pursue a career like psychologist in the future?"

"Probably will be considered." Situ Fei took his business card, "Free contact."

Shen Chunjiang watched dumbly as they shook hands.

No, he remembered that he invited someone to treat the disease, how could it be like a learning and exchange meeting between the same and the other?

"Jiang Zi, in this case, I hope it won't be the next time." Situ Fei opened the door and looked back at Shen Chunjiang, seemingly smiling, "I am not sick, are you still not sure?"

"I know, I know." Shen Chunjiang felt cold in the back of the neck, and immediately shrunk his head.

A week later, after various inspections, Situ Fei was discharged.

Shen Chunjiang, who came early, yawned and saw Situ Fei sign the discharge certificate. His posture of holding a pen is like writing calligraphy, and his handwriting is very neat and neat.

Shen Chunjiang rubbed his eyes, thinking he was wrong.

Situ Fei's writing before him was just like the dog crawling, and it was the key mocking object of the brothers.

But Shen Chunjiang quickly left the incident behind. A group of old irons heard that Situ Fei was discharged from the hospital and rushed over to have a small party to celebrate his "escape from death."

In the second half of the night, the party's highlight came out.

Situ Fei couldn't help but look at the woman on the bed. She was tied with pink ribbons all over her body, and she had pitiful eyes with big water mist. It's no wonder that as soon as he entered the room, the crowd crowded his eyes.

He took out a pair of scissors from the drawer to untie each other.

"Sorry, they have played too much, you can go now."

The ribbon was thrown into the trash bin by him.

The woman hugged him and said ambiguously, "It's okay, we can play a little easier ..."

He loosened the button on his neck and turned his head.

"Oh, easy? I said ... You don't understand people?"

The dark pupils ooze cold and cold.

"I don't want to kill people today." His lips were slightly red, "So, go away."

The woman's scalp was numb, and he ran away almost before he finished.

Situ Fei scratched the broken hair on his forehead and murmured with a slight smile, "Compared to you, Daoxing is still too shallow."

He turned on the TV and switched to a fixed program.

Perhaps it is a sequelae of transit, and Situ Fei ’s preferences have changed dramatically. He has a lack of interest in entertainment, but prefers some unpopular channels that record monuments and cultural relics.

He sat on the bed crooked, staring at the pair of scissors that had just been taken out, and imagined the scene of blood pouring out after piercing his wrist.

He is actually tired of life.

Tired, this is a terribly long wait.

During the week of hospitalization, he had written his suicide note. After his death, his body was incinerated and sprinkled into the sea.

Situ Fei leaned over his body and hooked the scissors handle with his tail finger.

The tip of the knife is facing the pale cyan blood vessel on the wrist.

He pierced calmly.

The blood slowly trickled down.

Don't worry, he will come here.

"New progress has been made in the archaeological work of Luoyang's ancient tomb. A painting axis was found in a main coffin. Presumably, the woman in red on the painting should be the wife of the tomb owner ...

Situ Fei raised his head, and the scroll on the screen was slowly unfolding.

She appreciates the plums in the snow, and she takes the flowers lightly.

Looking back with a smile, Fenghua peerless.

Situ Fei gripped the **** scissors and stared at the screen.

"In addition to the painting axis, there is a bell in the coffin, which is incredible, this little bell is actually engraved with words ..."

He was stunned.

The bell is inscribed?

——Fujun, wait for me.

The moment he saw clearly, his tears burst out of his eyes.

good. I'll wait for you.

Whenever you will be waiting for you.

A month later, the tomb painting axis and the bells disappeared, which triggered a heated discussion among experts about the ghost.

The culprit went to Tibet by patting his buttocks.

The sun was very good on this day. The Potala Palace stood quietly under the blue dome, and the pilgrims continued to flow.

The five-color Fengmaqi danced vigorously in the singing of the Tibetan women, becoming a touch of color in the vast snow.

Situ Fei walked in the crowd, shaking the cylinder casually.

The sound of prayer goes from far to near.

Someone patted the shoulder lightly from behind.

The handsome young man with dark hair turned his head impatiently.

The next moment, he froze.

"Snapped--"

The golden prayer wheel rolled off his hand and planted into a woodcarving stall.

What should he say for the first time in the future?

Introduce yourself?

"Well, I ... I am Situ Fei. Situ Sui, Situ Shou ..."

He blushed.

"I miss you so much."

Now, you are late for a long time.

as punishment--

This year, let's watch snow together in Tibet, shall we?