Human ladder

Wen Yan fell into a long dream, fell into the glacier from the dream full of flames, and then found a pile of burning bonfires in the glacier.

Then in his dream, he seemed to be old, with gray hair on his temples, and he was in a gray and gray ward.

Someone regretfully told his relatives that he was dying. In the dream, Wen Yan was very old, as if he had died of old age.Then he heard his old self open his chapped lips and call a name.

That name did not appear among the relatives who would sit numb beside him: "Lu Congqi, Lu Congqi..."

But after a while, the man seemed to have heard his call, and Wen Yan, who was lying on the hospital bed waiting to die, seemed to see this man suddenly, and his cloudy eyes suddenly lit up.

Wen Yan stretched out his wrinkled hand, pulled Lu Congqi and said: "He had a dream, dreaming that he was back in his 30s and [-]s, leading a familiar man into a house, it was his their home, the warm lights, the boiling soup."

Wen Yan's tugging hands ignored him.

On the contrary, he himself was sleepy, very sleepy, he seemed to have never slept so well, his expression became satisfied and peaceful, and then he should die with a smile like this.

Wen Yan, he probably won't be able to survive.

Suddenly there was a voice that tore apart all these beautiful scenes, the man roared and said: "Wake up, wake up, those are all fake, don't sleep, don't sleep!"

Wen Yan was woken up and didn't dare to go back to sleep. Instead, he laughed. He tried to open his mouth and said, "Lu Congqi, I had a long, long dream... am I still alive? are you still there……"

"exist."

He heard the familiar voice in the dream replying to him with excited tears.

Wen Yan couldn't tell which was a dream and which was reality, so he had to say to himself: "I dreamed that I was old and called your name on the hospital bed, but you didn't come... Then I returned to the hospital before I died. When I was young, I led you into the house that was prepared for you, and that was the home that our family ran for the rest of our lives..."

Lu Congqi lay next to Wen Yan's ear, obviously weeping hard, but he wanted to speak, his voice sounded broken: "Okay, stop dreaming, it's time to wake up... don't wait until the day we are all old, we Go back now."

Wen Yan seemed to think he was dreaming, he didn't pay attention to what Lu Congqi said, he just said to himself: "Then I heard someone calling me, so I came over to have a look."

This sentence frightened Lu Congqi half to death. Finally he calmed down and said in a trembling voice: "Don't go back, everyone is waiting for you. I have called you for a long time..."

Although various instruments showed that Wen Yan had passed that dangerous period, Wen Yan still gave Lu Congqi a sign that he would go to the gate of hell again at any time and did not intend to come back.

A white mist spewed out from the respirator, Wen Yan's lips curved into an arc, his eyes watched the ceiling slowly turn to Lu Congqi's body, and said with some reluctance: "But...that dream is so beautiful."

Lu Congqi himself didn't realize that he was already crying, he sucked the choking in his throat, tried to make himself laugh, and said indifferently: "What else is in the dream?"

Although, he knew that no matter what was in the dream, the only living thing there was a man named Lu Congqi.

Wen Yan watched Lu Congqi's eyes bend, and mixed all those complicated emotions into a smile: "You kissed me."

As Wen Yan said, his eyes rolled slyly, even though Lu Congqi couldn't see him because he was tired and would faint at any time, he still smirked for a while.

He saw Lu Congqi stand up paralyzed while supporting the bed, bent down and kissed Wen Yan's forehead, and avoided Wen Yan's intense gaze somewhat helplessly.

As Lu Congqi lowered his head, Wen Yan's forehead fell hot wet, Lu Congqi looked at Wen Yan's face, and asked him, "Is that so?"

Wen Yan laughed heartily, his whole body seemed to be alive immediately, but this bastard who would shine brightly when given a little sunshine shook his head seriously and regretfully, he said with some dissatisfaction: "No...you kissed me in the dream It's lips, tongue kisses, at least 3 minutes."

I don't know if Wen Yan's head was smashed into a daze, or if he wanted to suffocate someone deliberately.

Lu Congqi, who understood Wen Yan and was joking in an incoherent manner, actually thought about it seriously, and seemed to think that it would be good to just suffocate him to death.

The man didn't have any consciousness of admitting mistakes and said shamelessly: "You still let me fuck."

"Then go ahead and dream."

Sure enough, you can't indulge this guy too much!

When Lu Congqi got up and was about to notify the group of people waiting outside, Wen Yan grabbed his arm with a needled hand and asked uncertainly, "I'm really not dreaming, am I?"

Lu Congqi seemed to find it funny, but in the end he sat down and patted the back of his hand comfortingly: "No, I was dreaming."

I finally woke up from that endless nightmare, and I finally called the wayward person back.

I haven't fallen into a dream for a long time, and I accidentally broke into it overnight.

A few rates greedy joy, ecstatic.

Lu Congqi stared at Wen Yan, and described him over and over again in his heart. He bent down, and never kissed the person in his heart so piously and carefully for such a moment.

He is familiar with everything about him, his eyebrows, facial features, small movements, and sensitive spots.

He knows his taste.

Obviously it's just lips and teeth blending, breathing intertwined.

Obviously you can ask your lover for a peace-of-mind kiss when you are at the climax of love and disturbed by nightmares.

But this kiss, he waited for four years.

Lu Congqi was reluctant to let go like this, and he even got tired of wanting to gnaw like this forever.

Wen Yan looked at Lu Congqi indulgently, rubbed his head, and asked him: "Are you happy?"

Lu Congqi stared into Wen Yan's eyes, and said cautiously, "I have someone I miss day and night... Now that I see him, how can I be unhappy."

Wen Yan couldn't laugh when he heard this, he opened his arms and hugged Lu Congqi into his arms.

Lu Congqi's head was buried on Wen Yan's chest, and Wen Yan said on top of his head, "I'm not wronged, I will hug you."

The sound penetrated Lu Congqi's eardrum through chest resonance, as if it was speaking from Wen Yan's heart.

Lu Congqi suddenly trembled with fear, as if eager to make sure of something, he hugged Wen Yan tightly.

Wen Yan felt that he had had enough sleep, and his bones would fall apart.

He seems to have never left this place. This country, this city, and everything around him are still very familiar to him.

Someone pushed the door and came in, Wen Yan heard the sound of the door and then let Lu Congqi go, but he still held his hand and refused to let go.

Outside the door, Sun Zhong's eyes were red, followed by He Zhang and Luan Bing.

He Zhang and him looked at each other for a while, they had already cried enough to the wall outside, and they had to talk to each other after cheering each other up.

But as soon as their eyes touched, everyone burst into tears.

Luan Bing finally couldn't stop cursing: "Wen Yan, you bastard!"

He Zhang's nose and tears came down together, he took out the paper, hummed and cried, and after a while, he couldn't finish his sentence.

Wen Yan just woke up, and the effect of the medicine has not gone down yet, and he was hit by the noise and had a splitting headache.

I thought to myself, the dream I had was still prescient.

With Lu Congqi's careful support, Wen Yan slowly sat up, seeing He Zhang's girls chirping like a headache: "He Zhang, aren't you happy to see me alive? Haven't you cried enough on my tombstone?"

I don't know where He Zhang's laughter was caught by these words, and with a puff, a snot bubble was sprayed out of his nose.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Wen Yan saw Sun Yi standing there without saying a word, he stretched out his hand, he couldn't laugh or cry, and his voice didn't dare to follow through: "Mom..."

During the four-year period, a woman's hair continued to grow from short hair, and the fine lines around her eyes began to increase, and her memory began to deteriorate.

Enough for her to gradually get used to a person's life.

But not enough for her to miss someone.

Sun Yi climbed onto Wen Yan's arm, opened his mouth, choked up for a while, and worked hard for a long time before putting himself between his lips and teeth many times, and said what he wanted to say to Wen Yan: "No matter what you are, I will always be proud of you. "

"Mom just wanted to tell you, and wanted to tell you a long time ago."

Every day, day and night, Sun Yu regretted why he didn't tell Wen Yan earlier these words.

So she waited until this day and must say: "We have always been proud of you, no matter whether you are a talent or not, whether you are successful in the traditional sense..."

What kind of mood did Wen Yan have four years ago when he stopped Sun Yi from asking: "Do you believe it? I wanted you to be proud of me?"

Four years later, how did he feel when he finally heard the answer?

Wen Yan sniffled, he seemed to be used to hiding his emotions, and he could always adjust his mood quickly.

He just raised his head, facing the sunshine outside, the fragrance of flowers and the cries of vendors wafting outside the window, Wen Yan is greedy for the beauty of the moment.

From the beginning to the end, he was just an ordinary person, with his lover by his side and his family still alive, the so-called beautiful fireworks in the world are all like this.