don't pass time

This night Lu Yuan had another strange dream. In the dream, he was that arrogant yet sensitive young man again. This time the young man was quiet. He stood at the intersection of lush leaves, listening to the sound of cicadas singing like rain. , Watching the person who was called "I take" by myself in the dream leave.

The man was wearing a green shirt, his back was depressed but determined, he stopped ten meters away, turned his head and looked in the direction of the boy, his eyes were calm.Then he lowered his head slightly, and the young man's angle just happened to see his pensive side face, which was picturesque.Until the man left for a long time, the boy still stood there, his heart was peaceful, and his pain was very blunt, so he seemed to be as suitable as peace.

When Lu Yuan was about to wake up, he felt that it was his state of mind. He and the young man were obviously two different people, but something traveled through time and brought their moods together, making it impossible to distinguish each other.

After waking up and thinking about the dream over and over again, Lu Yuan still doesn't know that the back view is real, the leaving is real, the mood is real, all the sounds and images are real, and only himself is fake.This time when Lu Zhuoying left, there were no teenagers watching him from behind as they had done countless times before.

No glass of wine, no goodbyes.

I don't know the way in my dream, so I can't comfort lovesickness.

After the giant mirage escaped, the rest of the matter was much simpler, but more cumbersome.From the beginning to the end, no one from the imperial court showed up, and the person Tang Yue sent to investigate never returned. Although everyone had already guessed it, they only received the news from Qiushuitai after another day. The entrusted person from the imperial court, All stayed on the road.

Qianye used the tripod to dry up the lake water that had wiped out the barrier, and the Huaishu Village underneath was finally able to see the light of day again, but when seeing the mess everywhere, Qianye took some effort to stop the urge to pour water into it again.

Everyone looking down was equivalent to standing at the mouth of the bowl and looking at the bottom of the bowl. Lu Zhuoying and Tang Yue had seen too much of the Shura field, and although they couldn't bear it, they didn't feel shocked at this time, but the others were a little dazed.Looking at the past from a distance, there are soaked corpses and white bones everywhere on the ruined wall. Mo Yu felt that he could imagine the appearance of those things suspended in the water, and couldn't help but shudder.

Tang Yue guessed that the owner of the mirage had set up a large array and sacrificed the living.

"Tsk." Lu Zhuoying gritted her teeth, "This technique is so evil, I knew I shouldn't let that beast go."

Three days later, everyone returned to Mo's house, and the master of Qiushui sent the promised things according to the commission. Later, Mo Yu heard that the master of the station had presided over the burial of the whole village, and entrusted Qianye to restore the valley where the Huaishu village was located. Filled with water.

On the day they returned to Mo's Villa, everyone was so busy that they didn't calm down until late at night. When the dew was heavy, Mo Yu knocked on the door of Lu Zhuoying's room.

Lu Zhuoying seemed to know who it was, she silently opened the gatekeeper Mo Yurang to enter the house, and set up a barrier.Mo Yu's face showed a rare seriousness: "I will take it."

Lu Zhuoying nodded quickly when he heard him speak, indicating that she knew what he was going to say.It was too conspicuous, from the moment he stepped into the Mo's villa, he noticed that all the people who served in the villa had disappeared, including those disciples and some disciples with foreign surnames, and a large number of freshmen replaced their original seats.

I don't know if Li Li is cleaning something, or if a strange force has taken control of the entire Mo Family Villa.

Lu Zhuoying thought, it seems that this is why Mo Yu had to accept this entrustment.As soon as Mo Yu came tonight, he knew he had to go too.

The next day, news spread that the young master of the Mo family had fallen ill again. People in Yucheng's psychic world had already gotten used to it, but heed a few times and that's all.During the two days when Mo Yu had no choice but to rest in seclusion, Tang Yue, Ah Qi, and a few people who followed Huaishu Village all disappeared in Yucheng, and Lu Zhuoying went on the road alone and went to Mo Yu somewhere unknown.

On the day of goodbye, the world was turned upside down that no one expected.

If a certain Jiu Yuan's face does not appear, Lu Yuan thinks his life should be peaceful.So when he questioned himself later, he admitted that he hated it at the time, as if the appearance of a certain person reminded him that the protagonist was not himself, and he was able to get all the good things because he occupied someone's position.

If you already have many doubts in your short life, and there are different scripts in life for you to choose, if there are two paths in front of you at this moment, one is to live peacefully and happily without pursuing those right and wrong causes, or to ignore Do you want to seek the answer for everything?

Lu Yuan later discovered that he seemed to be able to take the initiative, but in fact he could not choose. There is no if in the world, because no matter what choice he made, he would end up in the same direction in the end.

People say that it is rare to be confused, Lu Yuan thought, he was originally confused, but he had to learn to be sober.

The day before the real holiday, Lu Yuan went to school.Yan Lang was packing things in the bedroom, and when he heard noises in the living room, he thought it was Lu Yuan who had returned, so he slowly folded the last piece of clothes before walking out stretched.

Halfway through his movements, his hands froze in mid-air for a moment, and then he put them down. He looked expressionlessly at Youya Youzai, who was sitting in the middle of the living room flipping through a photocopied ancient book, without saying a word or moving. Faced with such a special uninvited guest, Yan Lang really lacked some experience.

It was a man in his 20s, and Yan Lang knew it without looking. His face was very handsome, with a high nose and thin lips, sharp edges and corners, but a pair of eyes that were narrow and long for a man. It was so sinister on the woman's face, but it was still soft, which just washed away the somewhat piercing defense and arrogance between his brows.The man had long hair, which was casually tied into a ponytail at the moment, adding to his heroic spirit. Walking on the street would probably make every passing girl turn their heads three times.

Yan Lang didn't know how to face this face, although he had already had the experience last time, but seeing this person appearing in front of him alive, he still couldn't suppress the feelings and turmoil in his heart.

"I said," Yan Lang adjusted his breath, leaned sideways against the wall, crossed his arms, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a harsh tone, "Isn't it impolite to break into someone's house like this?"

The visitor smiled when he heard the words, and gently stuffed the book in his hand back on the small bookshelf behind the sofa, shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, stood up and walked around to the bookshelf against the wall, just facing Yan Lang.

Yan Lang then said expressionlessly, "What exactly do you want?"

Still laughing: "You guess."

Yan Lang's anger came from it, and he appeared in front of the visitor in an instant.Faced with Yan Lang's obvious desire to suppress his aura, the other party was still calm and composed. He stroked the back of a copy of "Antigone" with his hand and remained silent.

Yan Lang slowly approached the man, stared at those slender eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Who the hell are you?"

"Didn't I tell you? I'm Zhizhi, don't I recognize you? I miss you so much, so come and see." On the first day, he seemed to reach out his hand to touch Yan Lang's face, but Yan Lang slapped him away, so there was a hint of contempt in his smile, and his pleasant voice was lowered, "It's exactly the same question as last time, can you Something new?"

Yan Lang loosened his teeth that had been tormented by himself for a long time, and said, "Don't use this face to bluff here. Then ask something new and tell Xu Yao that you are the one who came to find me? Drag me and Lu Yuan away You are the one who got involved in the inexplicable suicide game, right? What is your purpose?"

"Purpose?" The visitor seemed to have heard something funny, and couldn't help laughing. In the end, there were tears in the corners of his eyes, which made his face more vivid. "Do you need a purpose? Of course it's because it's fun. Shouldn't you thank me? I have provided your little friend with so many opportunities to learn, but it's a pity that you always protect him so tightly, can't you just let him crawl around by himself?"

Yan Lang took a step back and said coldly, "It has nothing to do with you."

The man wiped the moisture from the corner of his eyes and said, "Don't, how can it have nothing to do with me? I like to read this kind of story of trust and betrayal the most. It's so exciting. I think you must like it too, so I want to let you You and he both have a look."

When Yan Lang heard this, the blood on his face faded away, revealing a frightening paleness.The man was standing at the beginning of the bookshelf, Yan Lang took a step forward, just in time to lock the man between the wall and the bookshelf.He looked at the face in front of him that was so easy to see that his heart ached, his eyes were gradually stained with blood.

After two seconds of silence, he suddenly gritted his teeth and punched him, but the person on the opposite side did not avoid it, as if he was sure that Yan Lang would not attack this face, at that moment Yan Lang saw through the fearlessness in his eyes, but There is no way to undermine this confidence.

That was Mo Yu's face, even if he died, he would not do any harm to him again, he couldn't bear any doubts and accusations in those eyes, but he was even more afraid to see that there were no doubts and accusations in those eyes.

As the man expected, Yan Lang punched down, hitting the wall beside him.Two seconds later, the bookshelf against the wall suddenly shook a few times, and fell to the ground with a clatter of books and papers in the cabinet.A large porcelain vase happened to be placed near Yan Lang, and it fell to pieces, and the fragments danced wildly.Yan Lang didn't dodge or dodge, a piece of broken porcelain jumped up and slashed across his right cheek, leaving a gash immediately, blood began to ooze out.

The man tilted his head lazily, stretched out his hand and made a blocking motion, and waited until the sound of the object hitting the ground subsided, then he chuckled, his tone was flat and even gentle: "Tsk tsk, it's still like this Violence. Teacher Yan, I advise you to pretend to be consistent from beginning to end."

His figure slowly dissipated in the air, and after a long time, Yan Lang slowly knelt down as if losing strength, and put his head against the wall.