Your plug-in has reached [the end of the world]

Song Mi had another dream. He dreamed of his first college life, which was plain and peaceful.

Gu Xun always had an indifferent appearance, and told him to get up, but failed, and went for a morning run alone.

He dreamed of graduating from college, of working and getting married.

At the wedding, his wife was gentle and beautiful, and she said "I do" under the witness of relatives and friends.

When it was Song Mi's turn to speak, he moved his lips, but couldn't speak.

willing?What would you like?

——I would like to live my whole life in such a regular way, happy and happy.

Song Mi looked at the strange woman in front of him, and looked away after a while.

However, he was surprised to find that he didn't know any of the people sitting at the wedding banquet.

The originally festive and lively wedding banquet seemed to be paused suddenly, and the entire hall was silent, eerily quiet.

"Dad? Mom?"

Song Mi turned around and walked into the crowd, looking for a familiar figure.

Can't find it, can't find it.

Song Mi gritted his teeth and pushed away the crowd blocking him.

"Gu Xun? Gu Xun."

Someone held Song Mi's hand from behind and pulled him to his chest.

"I'm here."

Song Mi woke up suddenly from the dream.

"Fuck..." There was still thin sweat on his forehead, and he was panting, "I had a... so strange dream."

Song Mi sleeps very hard, and usually sleeps with her eyes closed until dawn.

He remembered that the last time he had a dream was the school physical examination. After running, Song Mi felt that his physical fitness was extremely poor. He followed Gu Xun for a few kilometers at night, as if he had died once.

"I actually dreamed that I was married..." Song Mi lay on his back on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, "Damn...I actually got married."

He had never thought of getting married before, but now that he suddenly had a wedding scene, he really couldn't accept it.

But that's not the point, the point is that the marriage partner is not his mother's boyfriend, which is a bit embarrassing.

"Who will you marry?" Gu Xun really asked a question that made Song Mi even more embarrassed.

Song Mi swallowed, and finally decided to be frank and lenient: "I don't know."

Gu Xun looked at him and gave a soft "hmm".

"Don't just hmm!" Song Mi had some objections, "Think about it, it's only right if you don't know each other. If you do, then something will happen."

Gu Xun seemed to really think about it for a few seconds, nodded, and said "hmm" again.

Song Mi smiled uglier than crying: "Why are you..."

"Is it a girl?"

"..."

Song Mi took out his hand from under the quilt, and specially gave Gu Xun a thumbs up.

As expected of Boss Gu, this is the key point, and the book can be published.

"Are you hungry?" Gu Xun handed Song Mi a glass of water, "I made some porridge."

"Porridge again?" Song Mi raised his head and drank warm water, lifted the quilt and got up, "Where did you get the rice?"

"Go home and get it." Gu Xun called Yu Yun, and handed over a wet towel.

"You made a special trip back?" Song Mi took the towel and rubbed his face carelessly, "Are you asleep?"

"Yeah," Gu Xun lifted off the tarpaulin that was temporarily blocking the roof, "Sleeping."

"Are you asleep? Didn't you sleep?" Song Mi rushed to Gu Xun's side like a monkey, grabbed his shoulders and squeezed his face with both hands, "See if you have dark circles under your eyes."

Gu Xun was a little taller than Song Mi, and at the moment he was standing there with his eyelashes drooping, looking so obedient.

"Don't talk," Song Mi squeezed Gu Xun's face in the palm of his hand, "Aren't you happy?"

Gu Xun held Song Mi's wrist: "Don't make trouble."

"Come and kiss me, baby," Song Mi leaned forward and kissed the corner of Gu Xun's lips, "Are you jealous?!"

"No," Gu Xun remained the same as before, "Don't worry about it."

"What do I care about? I think you just feel uncomfortable," Song Mi held Gu Xun's hand behind his back, "Because I dreamed of marrying a woman, you will be jealous."

Gu Xun was noncommittal.

"Dreams, dreams are all fake," Song Mi scratched Gu Xun's palm, "Don't be unhappy, if I want to get married, I can only marry you."

Gu Xun's eyelashes trembled, and finally pinched Song Mi's fingers: "Yes."

"Gu Xun, don't worry about it." Song Mi put away the smile on her face, thinking that this matter should be explained clearly, "I used to think that I liked girls, but I didn't like any specific girls. Maybe I was born It’s not someone who likes girls, I thought I was wrong.”

Because of a trip to the illusion, Song Mi realized that Gu Xun's liking was much heavier than he imagined.

He has to catch it firmly, in a serious way, without any hippie smile.

"What about my first time, just... If I make you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me."

Song Mi felt that he was rough and clumsy, but he really didn't want his unintentional words to hurt Gu Xun.

This is his first love, the first time he puts people in his heart.

Song Mi pulled Gu Xun, so stupid that she didn't know how to cherish her.

"Gu Xun, don't be unhappy."

Don't be unhappy for me anymore, I want you to be happy.

However, Gu Xun actually didn't think as much as Song Mi did, or in other words, this was his normal state.

—— Habitually hide emotions, especially related to Song Mi, depression seems to have become a matter of course.

It's just that no one cared about it before, and Gu Xun himself didn't care.

But now Song Mi will find out, and will come to coax him in a serious way.

"No, I'm quite happy," Gu Xun raised the corners of his lips, "Happy."

Song Mi just stood in front of him, all his unhappiness could be temporarily ignored.

"Who can say that he is happy so seriously?" Song Mi opened his arms, "Come on, give me a hug."

With a smile hidden in Gu Xun's eyes, he slightly lowered his head and hugged Song Mi.

The morning sun was warm, shining on Gu Xun's shoulders, kissing Song Mi's lightly drooping eyelashes.

"Is the bride pretty?" Gu Xun asked suddenly.

Song Mi opened his eyes in confusion: "Huh?"

"The bride of your dreams."

"..."

"I am jealous."

Gu Xun's porridge is getting better and better. Compared with last night's porridge, it is obviously more delicious.

"Added shiitake mushrooms," Gu Xun and Song Mi sat side by side on the stone pile next to the gravel house, "and sausages."

"There are quite a lot of supplies." Song Mifei quickly drank half of the pot of meat porridge, and started to be poor with Gu Xun as soon as he wiped his mouth. "In the future, you cook and I wash the dishes. Support the development of new dishes. As long as you can't die, I will Everyone said it was delicious."

With a faint smile in Gu Xun's eyes: "Okay."

It was almost noon after eating and drinking, Song Mi took his long knife that had been broken again, and ran to Zhan Zhi to repair it.

Liang Xu woke up after a nap, had just eaten Gu Xun's porridge, and it was rare that he didn't choke with Song Mi.

Cannibalism is short-mouthed and soft-handed, Gu Xun and Song Mi belong to the same family, so he doesn't speak.

"Are you broken again?" Zhan Zhi took the blade, and looked at Song Mi's exposed hands, "Are you injured anywhere?"

"No, no," Song Mi waved his hand, and said modestly, "I cut off this knife on purpose. It's a trick, it's all a trick."

"What about Gu Xun?" Zhan Zhi covered the blade and began to repair it.

"He's all right now," Song Mi squatted beside her, "With me here, what can he do?"

A smile floated on Zhan Zhi's face: "You two are really nice."

Song Mi scratched her head embarrassingly: "Hey, I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it."

"No, I can't accept it." Zhan Zhi stood up, and handed the intact long knife to Song Mi, "If someone can't accept it, that's their problem." Song Mi lowered his head and wrapped the blade with a rag.He was silent for a moment, then raised his head and smiled at Zhan Zhi: "Thank you."

These are the only people who know about his relationship with Gu Xun, perhaps in the face of life and death, everything else is not so important.

"Actually, I've always been curious about your ability." Song Mi shook the knife in his hand, "I thought it was the kind of recovery bit by bit before, but it turned back in just a 'swish'."

Zhan Zhi thought for a while: "It seems so, I haven't paid much attention to it."

"So how exactly is it controlled?" Song Mi asked, "Can you satisfy my curiosity?"

Zhan Zhi frowned, as if he was stumped by Song Mi's question.

Song Mi: "I don't want to say that you don't have to force it, so I'll just ask casually."

"I don't want to say it." Zhan Zhi pursed his lips, "I'm thinking of how to describe it."

"Then think slowly, don't rush." ​​Song Mi put the knife on his back.

Zhan Zhi looked down at his feet, squatted down and picked up a yellow fallen leaf.

"Actually, I think my ability is somewhat similar to Auntie's ability. It is not a simple 'recovery', but a time reversal." Zhan Zhi put the fallen leaves in the palm of his left hand, and then covered the leaves with his right hand, " I'll roughly estimate a time frame, like... a week ago."

Zhan Zhi took his right hand away from the leaves, and the originally withered yellow leaves were stained a bit of blue.

"And then two weeks..."

Song Mi watched the leaf turn completely green in an instant.

"You can use the ability without covering your hands, but it will be a bit tiring." Zhan Zhi pinches the green leaf on the palm of his fingertips, "Maybe I'm used to it? Who knows."

Song Mi suddenly felt that Zhan Zhi's ability was a bit strong.

Song Mi: "If a person dies, can you bring him back to life?"

Zhan Zhi blinked: "I don't know..."

"In theory, it should be possible, right?" Song Mi asked, "If people return to the state before death."

Zhan Zhi only felt a chill behind his back: "It's a little... scary."

"Resurrection A!" Song Mi was suddenly excited, "Late-stage magic costume!"

Zhan Zhi was amused by him again: "What!"

"I regret it," Song Mi wished to slap his thigh swollen, "Can we be shameless? I didn't promise to let you go with Liang Xu."

Zhan Zhi's almond eyes rolled, and a small dimple appeared on his mouth: "I was going to tell you about this."

She sneaked a glance at Liang Xu who was sitting not far away basking in the sun, lowered her voice and asked in a low voice, "The three of us, can you add Liang Xu?"

Song Mi rolled his eyes in disgust: "Is my opinion important? He wanted to leave at the beginning."

"He's not leaving," Zhan Zhi lowered his head and rubbed his fingers, "He listens to me."

"You two are fine too." Song Mi walked towards Liang Xu and couldn't help laughing, "It reminds me of a song."

"What song?" Zhan Zhi asked with his head tilted.

"Love trading."

Song Mi let out a long sigh, causing Liang Xu, who was basking in the sun, to turn around and look at him.

"At the beginning it was you who wanted to separate ~ separated and separated ~ now you want to use true love ~ coax me back ~"

Song Mi recited the lyrics lightly, with an unscrupulous look on his lips.

"Dead face!" Liang Xu yelled at Gu Xun, "Your wife sang love songs to me!"

Song Mi: "..."

wife? !My wife and your sister!

Liang Xuchao beckoned to Zhanzhi: "Come here."

Zhan Zhi glanced at Song Mi, then walked over with a suppressed smile.

"You just stay here with me and don't run around," Liang Xu connoted Song Mi eccentrically, "Don't be spoiled by those watery little boys."

The author has something to say: I overestimated the comments in the previous chapter, and the results did not reach 20 qaq, so let’s continue posting this chapter until 20 are collected.

Thank you for your concern, cuties, I'm going to sleep, good night everyone.