The weather is getting warmer, and the clothes worn by the villagers on the road are no longer bloated. Many boys and girls in other families wear only a warm jacket and coat in the afternoon to withstand the cold wind and run into the alleys and wild countryside. Set off firecrackers.

　　 Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve after all, and the firecrackers in the shop will not be sold in a few days.

Snapped!

Snapped!

　　咻~~~~~~ Pop!

　　 The children had a lot of fun. A young man in a coat wore a mask and dagged his hood, dragging his luggage, and glanced at a few sniffing little kids, and suddenly stopped and called out.

　　 "Fenglin."

　　 The little girl called Fenglin was taken aback for a moment, looked for her reputation, and saw a pair of familiar eyes.

　　 The young man immediately took off the mask, and Feng Lin smiled brightly and jumped happily to hug the young man.

　　 "Brother Lang is back!"

　　 "Hahaha, your little one has grown a lot taller in two years, has Uncle Luo come back too?"

　　 "Dad came back the day before yesterday, and my sister also took an annual leave and brought me a lot of toys. I will show you."

　　 Luo Fenglin grabbed Langren's luggage and ran towards home happily.

　　 Langren’s house is adjacent to their house, with only a six-foot-wide alley between them, leading to the ancestral hall and the village well.

Langren returned to his hometown for the first time when he was five or six years old. At that time, the old man was still alive, and his parents were not well-known. After they got married, the relationship was stiff. When he was five years old, the old man still looked after his grandson. Forgive them, and later Lang's father often went home.

That is to say, when he came back often, Langren only got to know the Luo family next door. They helped their family a lot during the six years when Langren’s grandfather broke up. After Langren’s father came back, they often returned gifts. It's like a family, even if the old man passes away.

　　 Until Langren went to university, he recently had a disagreement with his father about the future. As a result, he did not come back for the New Year in the past two years.

　　 Even when he came back this year, he didn't call home. Not long ago, his mother called and asked. He said he would watch it later.

　　 Then I took another look and came to the door of the house.

　　 Langren reached out and turned the club door lock on the revolving door, making sure it was locked.

　　 "How did you lock the door, haven't you come back?"

　　 As I said earlier, the second elder often returned to his hometown when he was still alive. Now that the second elder has left a few years ago, Langren’s parents also have their own careers in the city, so they won’t come back again.

　　 Langren scratched his head, wondering if he should call his parents and ask.

　　 "Xiao Lang? I'm back."

　　 A greeting interrupted his thinking, and he saw that it was Uncle Luo, Luo Fenglin's father.

　　 "Hello Uncle Luo, I'm back this year."

　　 Luo Zhenghui pointed to the door of his house, and Langren realized that his luggage had been carried in by Luo Fenglin.

　　 "Your parents have gone up the mountain to invite the two old men. Tomorrow New Year's Eve, let's go to my house and sit down. It just so happens that Ze Yue is back."

　　 What does it mean that Zeyue is also back...

　　 There was a girl's clear and confident face flashed in his mind, under the curvy eyebrows, a pair of eyes bright as stars are very energetic.

　　 Langren has a black line, but there is no way he can get in.

　　 "Excuse me then."

　　 "Hey, what are you polite? Your father and I are the same as our brothers. What's the matter... Zeyue is upstairs. You haven't seen each other in a few years."

　　 "Ah...well, well, I'll go to the toilet first."

　　 The Luo family’s house was renovated earlier than the Lang’s.

　　 Langren went into the bathroom, took off the mask and threw it into the trash can, looked at the somewhat sullen face in the mirror, and carefully wiped his face with water.

　　 "It seems to be a little more energetic..." Langren rubbed his eyes, cheered up and went upstairs.

　　 I haven’t been here for many years. There are a lot of scratches and graffiti on the floor, but the graffiti looks new, probably Fenglin girl...

　　, Langren knocked on the door.

As soon as 　　 fell three times, the door was opened, and Luo Zeyue's cold face was revealed.

　　 "How did you know that you are back this year?"

　　 Luo Zeyue's tone was not too enthusiastic, but he still let Langren enter her room.

　　 "I will graduate next year... I still have to come back. I'm not sure I will come back later."

　　 Langren touched the nape of his neck uncomfortably, and sat down on the thin carpet after entering.

　　 "Does uncle agree with you to go that far? Or come to me, the treatment is not bad, and the promotion space is also great." Luo Zeyue asked with a frown.

　　 Langren looked at Luo Zeyue and suddenly laughed.

　　 "What are you laughing at?"

　　 "It's nothing, just remember that when we were in your room last time, we were talking about comics and games. Now we are talking about life and retreat. It's just a little emotional."

　　 Langren twisted his body after speaking, changed his sitting posture, leaned close to the table in front of the bed, and supported the table with his elbows.

　　 Luo Zeyue saw this, his long legs, which looked extremely slender because of her tights, hooked under the bed, and a clean cushion hit Langren's buttocks.

　　 "Every time, I don’t say that my **** hurts when I sit. I ask you to eat more to make your **** grow more fleshy and not listen."

　　 "I told you, I can't help if I eat or not."

　　 "Can you lose weight if you eat it? You didn't look so sharp last time."

　　The topic gradually turned to a relaxed direction, and the two of them talked freely about life trivial matters as they did a few years ago, until they were interrupted by Luo's mother.

　　 "Xiao Lang, your parents have invited uncles and aunts back."

　　 Langren stood up when he heard the words and was about to go back to his home, but Luo Zeyue also got up and put on his shoes.

　　 "You... want to go to my house?"

　　 "Right? Fenglin went out to set off firecrackers. I am boring at home alone."

　　 "I...a little conflict with my dad."

　　 "It's not that I have a contradiction with my uncle. What's the matter with this." Luo Zeyue looked like she had nothing to do with me, but walked in front of her downstairs as if she was going back to her house.

　　 ‘It’s really the same...’

　　 Langren sighed inwardly. After rubbing his face, he skillfully put the cushion back under the bed, closed the door to Luo Zeyue's room, and followed.

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　　 Langren's father is not a very serious or very difficult to talk person, but according to Lang's mother, Langren has inherited his grandfather's character, and he is very stubborn, so he can't communicate well with Lang's father.

　　 Because the scene now looks so much like the previous one.

"Langren is back, oops~~ Zeyue is really getting more and more beautiful. I really don’t know which stinky boy will be cheaper in the future. Come here, my aunt made lotus root cakes and brought them back. When you were young, you shouted every day. I want to eat...Don’t say anything about being fat, this is made for you specially by my aunt. It has very little sugar and has a matcha flavor..."

　　 Just like picking up her own daughter, Mother Lang pulled Luo Zeyue into the house.

　　 As his son Langren was a little embarrassed. After dragging his luggage into the door, he saw his father talking to the photos of his grandparents and looked back at him.

"came back?"

"Ok."

"I invite grandparents back today. If you are willing, just talk to them these days. I dreamed of them a few days ago. They told me how to understand you well. I still wonder why I don’t understand you anymore. Go or let you come and chat with them, and you will send them back to the mountain after the fifth grade."

　　Father Lang didn't make any expressions, and said as usual.

　　 "Fifth day? Good." Langren nodded.

　　 Put your luggage, Mother Lang is going to prepare dinner, she wants to keep Luo Zeyue at home, but Uncle Luo, who comes to the door and chats with Lang's father, refuses.

　　 "Her grandma has also cooked the chicken. If it's a young man, I will let him eat it before eating it, but unfortunately not."

　　 Langren was a little embarrassed when he heard it. It was obvious that he used to go to Luo's house after eating, and was greeted by their food and then rubbed a bowl of rice.

　　 "Ze Yue has finally come back. Langren has reached a disobedient age, and it is not easy to come back. Otherwise, let's have the New Year's Eve dinner together. The front (hall) of my side is large, so we can sit down to two people."

　　 Langfu suggested.

　　Uncle Luo seemed to think it was okay, but I have to go back to discuss with his wife and elderly, but it is likely to be feasible.

　　Uncle Luo went back, leaving Luo Zeyue here, and said he would come and call her for dinner later.

　　 There were gossip conversations between the two in the kitchen. Lang's father took the New Year's goods to see the former Faxiao, while Langren sat alone in front of his grandparents, thinking for a long time and wondering what to say.

　　 "Langren!"

　　 A greeting came from outside the door.

　　 "Qiao Jiang? You are back too, yo, is this?"

When 　　 went out, Langren saw an acquaintance, the brother who had taught him to climb trees and dig out the bird's nest, and there was a girl beside him.

　　 Qiao Jiang smiled, stepped forward and gave Langren a hug, then he did frown.

　　 "Why do you lose weight, do you want to be an idol over the stick?"

　　 "Fat you Chunqiu, I was tortured by the paper."

Hearing Langren's acceptance like this, Qiao Jiang made a sudden realization: "Oh, essay...That's really difficult," and then he pulled the shy girl over, "Come on, my brother guess this who is it."

　　 Langren looked at him in such a shameless manner, it must have been his target who came to see his parents, so he didn't want to do anything else, so he nodded and said hello.

　　 "Sister-in-law is good."

　　. . . . . .

　　 "Sister-in-law Xin walks slowly, a hundred years are in order to give birth to a son early."

　　 "With each other."

　　 Saying goodbye to brother Qiao Jiang, who had some deep meaning in his eyes for some reason, Langren turned back and prepared to enter the house, and saw a slim figure looking at him at the door.

"what's happenin?"

　　 "It's nothing, it's getting late, I don't know where Feng Lin went, let's find her back."

　　 "When I came back, I watched her go to a firecracker with the little kid in the village east. Let's go there and take a look."

　　 The evening colors are splashed on the thin clouds and mist in the sky. The dim and small sun has not touched the horizon, but the moon is already high above the sky. At this moment, the temperature is beginning to drop, and the blowing wind is beginning to show the effect of armor penetration.

　　 "It's getting cold, Fenglin took off her warm clothes at noon, I wonder if she will catch a cold..."

　　 Before Luo Zeyue finished speaking, he was covered with a coat.

　　 "...Ah, I feel cold when you wear it."

　　 After she finished speaking, Langren realized that she was talking about Luo Fenglin. He thought it was Luo Zeyue and felt a little cold.

　　 Luo Zeyue looked at Langren's eyes, and found that the brilliance inside was not as pure as when he was young, and he felt vague, like a layer of something...

"I wear a lot now, you shouldn't feel cold when you look at it." She unceremoniously tightened the hem of her dress, let herself be completely wrapped in the coat, and kicked off the gravel beside her foot. , Long legs took a step ahead.

　　 A breeze blew by, and the turtleneck sweater was quickly pierced, causing a layer of goose bumps, but it was not unbearable.

　　 Langren sighed with a wry smile, and followed Luo Zeyue with his arms folded.

　　 It is very easy to find the children to play in the countryside during the New Year. As long as you follow the scattered and broken firecrackers, there must be him or her among those bear children who fried cow dung.

　　 As expected, they found Luo Fenglin when the orange-red sunset was sinking in for the most part. This girl actually followed her friends from the east of the village to the nearby ancestral hall in the north of the village.

　　 "Sister, why are you wearing Brother Lang's clothes?"

　　 The tips of the little girl's hair were wet with sweat and stuck to the corner of her forehead. Luo Zeyue wiped it with the paper towel she carried. Then Luo Zeyue touched her back again and found that her hands were really sweaty.

　　 "Why are you so tired after playing, come back early when you sweat, and what should you do if the wind catches a cold again?"

Luo Zeyue reproached, but she wrapped her Langren's coat in Luo Fenglin. Because the coat was too long, she could only let Luo Fenglin carry the corners of her clothes and hug herself. Strictly.

　　 But Langren frowned slightly. The sky was already dim, and there were a lot of rubble on the road. How could the child hold his clothes with both hands?

　　 "Are you tired of playing?" Langren knelt down and asked.

　　 "Hmm." Luo Fenglin confessed.

　　 Then Langren hugged Luo Fenglin who was wrapped in zongzi.

　　 "Go, go home and have some soup."

　　 When I got home, the sky was completely dark. A few street lamps could not fully face the ground, but fortunately, the door of every family was open and bright.

　　 "Oh, why do you want your little ancestor to take him back."

Putting down Luo Fenglin, his arms that had been stiff in the activity, he hadn't exercised for a long time, and his arms were a little weak now, and then Langren smiled and told his uncle and aunt that the road outside was dark, and he was afraid that the little girl would fall. Take the initiative.

　　 Then Feng Lin was taken to take a bath, and the task was successfully completed. Before leaving, Luo Zeyue stood at the door and said goodbye to him.

　　 "See you tomorrow." She smiled with crooked eyes, just like she remembered.

　　 "It's next door, maybe you can see me when you open the window, what can I see tomorrow." Langren smiled.

Langren, who arrived home, said he was so hungry and tired. After eating two bowls of rice, he ate more than half of the old hen stewed by Mother Lang. It was obvious that Mother Lang said to eat more, and she almost rolled up her sleeves. It's cooking.

　　 At midnight, Langren stared at the ceiling and thought a lot. Although his body was relaxed and weak due to fatigue, he still couldn't sleep.

　　 There are still many problems waiting for him in the future. A momentary ignorance will not solve the problems. It is better to say that he is actually thinking about these problems every day and night.

　　 Parents and aunts and uncles want to match him with Luo Zeyue, he doesn't know.

Luo Zeyue was two years older than him. When she met since childhood, she had a strong self-direction. Whether it was self-assertion or occasional seemingly boring temperament, it was not just because she was two years older and wanted to be a sister. It is a symbol of her self-expression.

　　 Just like today, goodbye a few years later, she still loves to take the lead, not giving you the opportunity to refuse her, this is her character.

　　 Langren knew that she was good and strong, and she also knew that she was weak.

　　 He has a very good way to solve the problem, but he doesn't want to do that. If he takes that step, he will truly "detain" himself.

　　 may not be correct, but he felt so in his heart.

　　 But if you don’t do this, how can you master it yourself in the future? He didn't know, just as he didn't know how to explain to his grandparents why his father didn't understand him.

　　 When he was sitting in front of two black and white photos, his mind went blank.

　　 Langren wants to grow according to his own ideas, but he has no idea of ​​future growth.

　　While surfing the Internet, he can even play the "I'm a trash.jpg" stalk without any pressure.

　　 Langren didn't know that Luo Zeyue had thoughts about him, but rather that he wanted to respond to that thought.

　　 But how and what will he respond with?

　　 Use your own dead house spirit and body that are getting thinner and thinner because of laziness?

　　 In that case, he himself was the first to disagree.

　　 So he pretends that he doesn't know the people's matchmaking, pretending not to understand the love in Luo Zeyue's eyes.

　　 da-

　　 da-

　　 There was a soft noise from the window, Langren opened his eyes, got up and opened the curtains.

　　 is Luo Zeyue.

　　 The windows of the two are not far apart. The alley I saw was only six feet, and the eaves protruded less than two meters away. Luo Zeyue could use the solid paper ball to start Langren as before.

　　 "Aren't you going to sleep so late?"

　　 The village at night was terribly quiet, and Langren felt noisy even when he lowered his voice.

　　 "You don't have to go to work, so you can boil as you want." Luo Zeyue whispered quietly.

　　 Looking at her wink eyes because of sleepiness, Langren couldn't help but want to laugh, but he couldn't laugh.

　　 "How do you get through it, there is no nightlife or snack street in the country, and the internet is slow."

　　 "Shall we go for a walk?"

　　 "Isn't it? Go out for a walk in the dark?"

"are you going!"

　　 "Go and go..."

　　 Under the threat of the opponent, Langren had to get out of bed quietly, put on his clothes, put on a large down coat that was different from the daytime, and then crept open the door and slipped out.

　　 I have done this many times before, and Langren is very experienced.

　　 Luo Zeyue had been waiting for him outside, but he was still dressed in the daytime, with a pair of long legs wrapped in warm tights, and a slim-fit sweater on his upper body, nothing more, as if he had just got out of the bed.

　　 "You? Are you not cold? Dress like this!" Langren raised his flashlight and leaned in front of her and said in a low voice angrily.

　　 "Cold." Luo Zeyue's cold voice was trembling.

　　 "Then don't go back and put on clothes!"

　　 "Don't go."

　　 "Then what do you want? Let me give you clothes again? That way, I will catch a cold too." Langren didn't fight.

　　 However, Luo Zeyue was just looking at him, Langren didn't know what she thought, she had loved doing these strange behaviors since she was a child.

　　 "What's the matter with you, I will give it to you. You can put on your own and go for a walk. I can't help it."

　　 As he said, Langren turned off the flashlight and put it in his pocket, then unzipped the coat and wanted to take it off to the other party.

　　 Who knows that without the light of the flashlight, only a dark shadow flickered in the dark, and Qian Ying, who was shorter and bigger than him, got into his arms while the zipper was opened.

　　 "Pull up, it's cold."

　　'S voice trembled unreasonably.

　　 Langren's arm reacted faster than his brain, and he quickly pulled the zipper straight to his chest.

　　 The two were silent, each other could feel each other's heartbeat.

　　 I don’t know how long it took, and the person in his arms gradually warmed up.

　　 "Your thin waist is almost catching up with me." In the overcoat, the first sentence to break the silence was so funny.

　　 "Aren't you afraid that I will go straight back?"

　　 Langren asked, confused by a ball of yarn that had been played by a cat.

"Will not."

　　 "Why?"

　　 "You have listened to me since childhood."

　　 There was another silence after that, until the old cat of whose house screamed, it reminded Langren that they were going for a walk.

　　 "Let's go, take a walk."

"Ok."

　　 Luo Zeyue released the arms holding Langren, turned around in the coat, then got into the two sleeves with his arms like water snakes, and then grabbed Langren's wrists and made a gesture of embracing his chest.

　　 is like Luo Fenglin in the evening, but the sleeves embraced not only one person, but two people.

　　 "I said one, two, one, or two, otherwise you will fall to me if you are so tall." Luo Zeyue said softly.

"Ok."

　　 So in a dark village, under a few street lamps on the main road that runs through the village, two people in coats are learning to walk with the rhythm of Ruoyouruuowu.

　　 In fact, within ten meters, Langren knew the pace of his steps, but Luo Zeyue was still talking about one by one.

　　‘That’s Qiao Jiang’s house. ’

　　 Passing by a street lamp, Langren looked at the dark single-family buildings on both sides.

　　 "That's Grandpa Chang's..."

　　 "That's the violent woman Yi Xiaohan..."

　　 Langren recognized almost all the houses, and suddenly the person in his arms turned on his behalf and entered a dark alley.

　　‘Go to the end and turn left and you can see the pond at the entrance of the village...’

　　 Langren knows this well.

　　 "Langren." Luo Zeyue gasped for a while, wondering if he was walking a little bit.

　　 "Langren." Without receiving Langren's response, she whispered again.

　　 Langren regained consciousness and responded: "Are you tired? Let's take a break."

　　 "Can I keep up with you?"

　　 Luo Zeyue's tone was full of expectation.

　　 Langren was stunned, and stopped unknowingly, while Luo Zeyue also stopped at the same time.

　　 The air is silent.

　　 "Can I... keep up with you?" Luo Zeyue asked again, her voice trembling.

　　 She is close to Langren and is wrapped in a down coat. It is not cold.

　　 But Langren felt that the severe cold in the night seemed to penetrate into his coat.

"Why do you ask?"

　　 His throat slid up and down, this is his body performance when he is nervous.

　　 Luo Zeyue pulled his arms out of his sleeves, turned around and looked at his eyes.

　　 "I won't ask anymore... I'm afraid I won't have a chance to ask."

　　 "Why, we are not like before...

　　 is it really like before?

　　 "Walk together, play, and sneak out for a night tour like before..."

Is 　　 really like before?

　　 Luo Zeyue's figure overlapped with her once in his mind.

no change.

　　 But is it like before?

　　 No.

　　 Because it is him who is changing.

　　 He hopes to live like this with each other forever, no one has changed, like the happiest time in the memory... but that is impossible.

　　 Lost like him, in every summer or long vacation, I look for a different job to try and learn how to follow the swaying hair while carrying my life.

　　 twice, three times, four times, and finally he found that if the time that the two traveled together lasts forever, he must make changes.

　　 It needs to be hypocritical, it needs a hippie smile, it needs to suppress others, to become the person I hate the most, for the sake of life.

　　 During that time, he almost couldn't figure out who he was.

　　 But if you change, what does that period of time mean to you?

　　 Become a dream in the memory of the person I hate in the future?

　　 But how do you survive to maintain yourself?

　　 Just like him now, he was helpless, so that he became confused and depressed.

　　 I want the surrounding environment to cater to myself!

　　 So Luo Zeyue felt this wish. She said that if she makes changes, can she keep up with Langren?

　　 But who is Langren once?

　　 He can't remember how he was led by Luo Zeyue.

　　 Langren half-opened his mouth, unable to spit out a trace of breath, his vocal cords were as rigid as rust.

He could see Luo Zeyue’s eyes, and the brave and unscrupulous eyes in his memory belonged to his brightest star, but now, the stars seem to be dimming, and the pair of bright eyes that dazzled in his heart, What was reflected was his pale and ugly face.

　　 How could this happen, why would such a sullen guy replace such a star.

　　 quickly throw him away, regain the confidence that belongs to you, don’t pay attention to yourself behind you...

　　 Don't... lose...

　　Don't leave me...

　　. . . . . .

　　. . . . . .

　　 "Langren, would you like to listen to your aunt?"

"Great."

　　 Lang's father looked at his aunt apologetically, and his aunt was also aware of Lang's father's difficulties. Even if he reconciled with his parents now, his life would not be any better, not to mention the stubborn ailments left by farming in the old man.

　　 chose the food store business, which is greedy for dark but not profitable. The two couples have no time to take care of the young Langren. They can only entrust the uncle and aunt who have a good relationship with the mother to take care of them, and the aunt only charges a small fee for care.

　　 Langren did not have a bad life in his aunt's house. He grew up eating and drinking like his aunt's children, but there are hard-to-read scriptures in the family, so he has to run with his aunt's family.

　　 In the six years of elementary school, Langren changed three schools, two in junior high school and two in high school.

　　 After the first transfer to school, Langren knew that a fixed environment did not welcome outsiders, and a common enemy could temporarily eliminate the barriers between people.

Aunt 　　 treats Langren very well, but her two children are not like that. They will find ways to integrate into the new environment, so the best way they find is to establish a common goal.

　　 is Langren.

Langren used to run around with his parents, knowing the difficulties and embarrassment of his parents, and he also knew that his aunt was really good to him, so he never told his aunt why he broke the ink bottle in the calligraphy class after school, only said sorry to the aunt who rubbed the clothes; So I never told my parents why I didn't eat before during the holidays, but only said that I had a bad appetite.

　　 Langren who endures so much, every year, what he looks forward to is the New Year.

　　 During the New Year, I can go back to my hometown and meet my sister Luo from the next door.

　　 When did you like her?

It was from the third time when Luo Zeyue took his hand to fight against the old black cat on the treetop, or from the fifth time when Luo Zeyue took him to steal the sweet potato grown by Grandpa Qiao Jiang, or from the ninth time. Times...

　　 Or is it that since the first time I saw Luo Zeyue, he wanted to live like this with each other forever?

　　 One year in junior high school, he inadvertently heard female students in another class say that he liked mature and assertive men. Luo Zeyue laughed at his performance that year, and then Luo Zeyue rewarded him with a big sweet potato.

　　 Since then, he knows that Luo Zeyue is different from other girls.

After high school, he confirmed that he really likes Luo Zeyue’s feelings are real and not the so-called dependence, so he was isolated and passed the exam. It happened that his parents’ business was good at that time, not just for affordability. He can renovate his hometown again.

　　 He wants to take Sister Luo away and go far away. The two will always live like New Years every year.

　　 However, after working hard for several years, even in the past two years, he was able to give up the time he most expected to spend with Luo Zeyue every year to find opportunities, but the results that can be seen are regrettable to the naked eye.

When 　　 realized the result, when he was sure he could not change, before he began to frustrate, his expression was reflected in the mirror, just like the ugly face in the pair of pupils.

　　 So after he saw the face of the reflection clearly, he forcibly calmed his mood, patience is the least worth mentioning to him, as long as Luo Zeyue can't see that expression.

　　 took a deep breath, Langren with a calm expression slowly raised his arms and hugged Luo Zeyue in his arms.

　　 This is the first time he hugged Luo Zeyue by himself.

After 　　 was in his arms, he realized that the girl was so weak.

　　 The weak Luo Zeyue... or Luo Zeyue?

　　 Obviously, it won't be.

　　 Langren who wants his dream to become reality will become Langren who is not Langren.

　　 And Luo Zeyue who is with that kind of Langren will become Luo Zeyue who is not Luo Zeyue.

　　 So... dreams can only be dreams. You can't realize dreams in reality without giving up anything.

　　 But... Langren who has no dreams... why did he appear here?

　　 "No...you can't keep up with me, please...Luo Zeyue, I hope you can always be that Luo sister, even if I'm no longer with you."

　　 Hearing Langren's calm words, Luo Zeyue's body trembled suddenly in his arms, she was furious at the moment.

　　 She struggled fiercely, the black down armpit was torn out by her fierce struggle, and the white down fell one after another in the coat.

　　 "Langren, what qualifications do you have to say that!"

　　 She whispered like a leopard cat, "Without you, who else could I be Sister Luo, have you ever thought about it!"

　　 "Only you!"

　　 "You can't be so selfish..."

　　 his roar gradually turned into a sob, and in the end she couldn't break away from Langren's embrace.

　　 You can't be so selfish...

　　 Why is this selfish?

　　 Are you still bad? If a person changes, does his past have anything to do with him?

　　 I just hope you... can survive.

　　 But Langren also understood what the other party meant: ...only in the world of Langren, Luo Zeyue is Luo Zeyue, just like him.

as same as him......

as same as him......

　　 Langren only feels that at this moment he seems...seems to become Luo Zeyue?

In the darkness, he felt that he was embraced by his longing heart, and told him bit by bit: "Without the other side's world, I am not myself", showing his weakness to the other side, and even willing to change himself in order to be together. , Become a stranger who is incomprehensible and caters to each other...

　　 And the man in front of him said, "I hope you are still yourself...so I can't be by your side"? ?

　　 Why is he so selfish?

　　 Why can only his wishes be achieved?

　　Why is he on what basis...I love him?

　　 Langren’s originally calm face became horrified, his eyes were as gray as dead, as if calm, and from the eyes of the death pool, he saw Luo Zeyue, who was angry and unwilling to this, but very distressed.

　　‘If Langren really hopes to do this... then it’s okay to do what he wants, at least that Luo Zeyue will accompany him in his dream...’

　　 Langren couldn't hold back this thought in his heart, which made him extremely frightened.

　　 Because he now understands the anger of the other party: After losing Langren, "Luo Zeyue" will die, and he thinks that Langren will live in the illusion that he thinks he has guarded the dream and the other party.

　　 This is not only cruel to Luo Zeyue, but also to Langren inside.

　　 Langren's heart absolutely does not allow ‘like’ things to happen.

　　 If it turns out to be like that, then he...

　　. . . . . .

　　 "I'm sorry...Ze Yue...I'm sorry." He apologized, letting go of his arms, looking at Luo Zeyue who couldn't react for a while.

　　 "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be so selfish...I am not good."

　　 Luo Zeyue saw this and understood that the turning point had already occurred: "Then I can keep up with you, right!?"

"Do not..."

"then you--"

　　 "Don't forget me behind, just like before."

　　 "Like before? Do you have a way?"

　　 "Yes...I have a way, as long as you don't leave me..."

　　 Langren whispered, then he hooked his head deeply, buried his face in Luo Zeyue's shoulders and neck.

　　 "No, I won't leave you, just like before, even now!" Luo Zeyue calmed down his excitement, stretched out his hand to caress Langren's head, and his eyes became brighter.

　　 She changed back to that Luo Zeyue again.

　　 As for the method Langren said, she would not bother. Langren has listened to her since she was a child. If there is a way, then it must be a good way.

　　 "Stop crying, we are walking, let's go quickly~"

　　 Luo Zeyue patted Langren's head and said, then turned back and put his hands into his sleeves.

　　 This time she did not need to hold her wrist, Langren took the initiative to hold her hand and hugged the two tightly.

　　 "I won't say the numbers this time." Luo Zeyue said playfully, and started to run.

　　 Langren quickly followed her pace. The two of them put on their coats and walked around the village with a swing. They talked a lot before returning to the old house.

　　 "Let's keep your voice down, and so do you."

　　 "I think I can tell my uncles and aunts."

　　 "Come on! Tomorrow I will go to your house to celebrate the New Year?"

　　 "Yes, I will say it during the New Year's Eve dinner tomorrow."

　　 "...It's up to you."

　　 They both knew what the elders thought, but Langren had not dared to take that step.

　　 And now he has stepped forward, this year’s New Year’s Eve dinner is a perfect year.

　　 slowly opened the door, Luo Zeyue sprang out of Langren's arms, she didn't know how long she had been out, but the sooner she went back, the better.

　　 Suddenly his hand was pulled, Luo Zeyue looked behind him in confusion, only to see Langren's face quickly magnified in the darkness.

　　 After a few sounds, the two separated. Luo Zeyue blushed and hammered Langren in the chest, then rushed upstairs quickly on his toes, as if something was chasing her behind.

　　 Langren watched her back disappear, tasted the coffee in his mouth and was silent for two breaths, and said:

"see you tomorrow."

　　 then slowly closed the door of Luo's house gently.

　　 It was the same before. He closed the door for her and was never found out.

　　 Then Langren also quietly returned to his home, closed the door and quietly walked down the corridor, reached out and turned on the headlight in front of the hall, and then began to open the drawer.

　　 Then there was a sound of rustling wearing slippers in the parents' room, and Mother Lang opened the door of the room sleepily and looked out.

　　 "Langren? What are you looking for, most of the night."

　　 "I seem to have dreamed of Grandpa. I put on my clothes and took a look. Then I found that the clothes were torn."

　　 Langren unfolded the inner lining of his clothes, and a big hole was indeed collapsed in the left armpit, and the fluff inside was flying with Langren's movements.

　　 "How come it collapsed like this? Is it because you were thin into ribs and fork out by bones."

　　 After all, Mother Lang still found the needle and thread, put on her coat, sat under the lamp in the lobby and started sewing.

　　 And Langren turned his back to her, sitting in front of his grandparents, watching them more than just thinking.

　　 Because of this, he did not see Mother Lang suddenly raised her brows and smelled the look of the down jacket.

　　 It didn't take long for Lang's mother to repair her clothes and put it on Langren who was in a daze.

　　 "Don't talk too late, your grandparents have to rest too."

　　 "Okay, mom, go to sleep."

　　 Lang's mother yawned and went back to the room.

　　 Langren sat in front of the old man until very late, turning off the light at almost three o'clock and returning to the room to sleep.

　　 drew back the curtains, the opposite window was closed, and the curtains were hidden from view.

　　 It seems that the last kiss makes her very embarrassed.

　　 Langren looked at the opposite side blankly for a while, and finally he closed the curtains and covered himself with a quilt to get to sleep.

　　 In the old clock, the second hand was ticking, urging Langren to fall asleep quickly.

　　 In his sleep, he dreamed of the grandmother who would smile and say "Oh, baby is back!" every time he saw him back, and the grandfather who rarely smiled, but felt very kind to him.

　　 In the chaotic world where they were still dreaming, they stood side by side, facing Langren.

　　 "Have you decided like this?"

　　 Grandpa asked.

　　 The chaos and darkness where they were in the blink of an eye became a mountain high above the stars, and the place where he stood was exactly one inch from the peak.

　　 Strangely, the steep cliffs around the mountain are covered with **** handprints.

　　 "Um... I'm sorry, this matter has made you so concerned."

　　 Grandpa shook his head and didn't say anything. Just as Lang's mother said, their grandpa and grandchild are very similar, so grandpa can understand his grandson.

　　 Grandma looked sad, she kept sighing.

　　 "We are not good, if we didn't get angry with Langzi at that time..." Langzi is the name of Langzi's father.

　　 "It's okay grandma, I think this is already very good... at least I still won."

　　 "You don't regret it, don't be like us."

After 　　 grandparents left, many people exactly like Langren appeared beside him, standing in the void.

　　Because this is a dreamland.

　　 "Oh, you are really selfish..."

　　 One of them looked at Langren and said.

　　 "Yes, I deceived Luo Zeyue and told him that you have a way, who knows that this is the way."

Langren smiled: "Aren't the methods all for selfish service? At least Luo Zeyue will not die, and for us, regardless of the method, one of us must be imprisoned for selfishness [death]. It's the same even if you leave her...but I will trouble you to bear with me in the future."

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　　 "What's the matter, I have endured it for more than ten years, and now she is still by my side. It is also happy to endure for decades..."

　　 "It's you...you can't see it anymore."

　　 "You are me, didn't they say the same before?"

　　 All Langren was stunned when he heard the words, and then nodded with emotion.

　　 "Then let's go first, don't you want us to see it?"

　　 "No, that would be too embarrassing."

　　 "Well, someone will come to change shifts in a while, don't worry."

　　 Afterwards, all the floating Langren disappeared, leaving only Langren standing at the top of the peak looking at the sky.

　　 I don't know how long it took before he took that step.

　　 Then, the longing sky stars are getting further and further away from him, including behind the clouds... the bright eyes.

　　 "Fortunately, they won't leave."

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　　 tu, tu.

　　 The window was knocked on by something, and the crisp sound awakened Langren.

　　 He looked at the ceiling for a moment, and quickly opened the curtains. After seeing the smiling girl opposite, he knew it was not a dream.

　　 "You haven't woke up yet? What did you do last night?"

　　 Luo Zeyue asked knowingly, she obviously had bloodshot eyes in her own eyes. She wanted coffee to make her go home last night and didn't sleep well.

　　 "Dreaming about going out with you, I can't bear to wake up..."

　　 Langren rubbed his face.

　　 Luo Zeyue's expression suddenly changed: Doesn't this silly think it was a dream last night?

　　 "Do you really... think it's a dream?"

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　　 Langren was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, and quickly said to Luo Zeyue to wait, and then he searched for something in his backpack.

　　 Luo Zeyue frowned and waited, then Langren took out something.

　　 "...you...the disciple!"

　　 Luo Zeyue blushed after seeing him. He didn't know how to scold Langren, but it was an ancient scolding.

　　 Because Langren is holding a packet of instant coffee.

　　 Langren didn’t feel annoyed. He stretched out his thumb and said, "Come and coffee? It tastes great with mom’s lotus root cake."

　　 is not "my mother".

　　 is "Mom".

　　 Luo Zeyue looked at Langren's smile, and felt that he seemed to have changed.

　　 But thinking of the conversation last night, it is normal for him to change. At least he is no longer sluggish, and he has returned to his previous appearance, except for his lack of mouth.

"Great."

　　 Luo Zeyue entered Lang's house as if he had entered his own home as before.

　　 She was greeted by Lang's mother who somehow was more enthusiastic than yesterday.

　　 There must be a New Year’s Eve dinner for both families tonight.

　　 [End of the episode]