The son is from another time and space

fell into a coma.

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"What's this smell?" Xiao Lang keenly smelled the aroma in the air.

Suddenly a thought flashed into his mind

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bad

not--

"boom--"

There was a sound that even the ground shook.

A burst of flames rushed towards the sky from the abandoned warehouse in the distance, and the pupils of the two constricted at the same time.

"No!"

"Xiao Ran!"

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☆、Back to ancient times

"Aran, you are opening your eyes and looking at me, just one look... I don't know why our relationship is getting worse..."

"Aran, the imperial doctor said that you are hopeless, but I don't believe it. I believe that you will not leave me, because you said that you will not leave me."

"Didn't you say Mr. Cheng kept his promise? If you don't wake up again, I will call the world that you are a big liar, and you will lose face!"

"Ah--Aran, those old men urged me to choose a concubine again, you don't get up, otherwise there will be other women by my side..."

"Aran, I had a dream. We were still so happy in the dream, but the clothes were a little weird."

"Ah Ran, guess what I did today! I drove away that guy, the Eighth Prince, so be brave! But... But I'm afraid that you will blame me when you wake up."

"Aran, they asked me for you and said they wanted to bury you. I don't want you. You have always been mine, and you can only be mine."

"Aran... It's been three years, and you haven't woken up. Is it because the things there are better than mine and you have forgotten me?"

"Aran... If you don't wake up again, I'll go down and find you."

"Aran...wait for me...wait for me for a year...just a year..."

……

That voice has been lingering in his ears, from hopeful at first to lonely and bewildered later.

He recognized that voice, and counting the days, that person must have ascended the throne.

He can only know the current year and month from that person. He has slept for too long, according to that person, three years and nine months.

Three years and nine months, how long.

No one knows where he went and what he experienced. If it wasn't for the pain that was so real, and the sound of the explosion at the end, which made him dizzy, he really thought it was just a real dream.

Cheng Ruoran smiled palely, maybe it was really a dream, that's all.

Shaking his head and not thinking about those, the voice rang softly in his ear was weak and humble, in Cheng Ruoran's mind, it was a sentence he had never heard before.

"Prince..."

He murmured silently in his heart and thought about it carefully, only to realize that he didn't know that person's name at all.

It's really funny to think about it, after all, the two have known each other for decades.

The cold air on his body made him shiver, countless lingering air lingered around his fingertips, and there were scattered pieces of ice scattered around his body. Unfortunately, he had lost his sense of touch and couldn't feel it.

But what makes Cheng Ruoran strange is that he, who obviously has no sense of touch, can feel the warmth of that person's embrace and the feeling of liquid slipping every night.

At this time, that person always hurriedly stretched out his fingertips, gently wiped the remaining tears on his face, and sometimes kissed trivially.

He said, "Aran... sorry for dirtying you."

He couldn't see the man's expression, but he could feel his sadness.

It was only then that he discovered that this person also had a weak side, and this side was only for him.

Cheng Ruoran's mood suddenly became very good.

He didn't know where he was placed, the palace was very familiar to him, but he couldn't see through it, where he was.

Cheng Ruoran lives such a boring life, but he also finds fun in boredom.

He feels the changes in that person every day, and he can only feel things in that person, so he especially wants to see that person.But it seems that the chance to see it is getting less and less.

But that person, every time he saw him, the date in his mouth would be many days less.

They are all waiting, waiting for the "day" that the population said

Things in modern times are like a cloud of smoke, which dissipates when it passes away.

But thinking back to that day—the day he stayed in that century for the last time, he thought of Wei Chi, the person he had failed and hurt.

Take a few days to meditate.

Why did he lose his memory and forget Wei Chi, why did he forget Wei Chi?

Suddenly, he became interested in the person who had appeared in the dream many times——Wei Chi.

But when he tried to think back, he found that he had forgotten what Wei Chi looked like——

No matter how you draw it, you can't describe it.

Cheng Ruoran smiled wryly in his heart, after all, he still failed him, no matter if it was true or false.

I hope it is true.

He whispered in his heart.

☆、Back to ancient times

When he was paying attention to this one thing, he was still paying attention to another thing - trying to move himself every day, even with one finger, he was already satisfied, but it seemed that God didn't want him to move so early. wish fulfilled.

After trying for many days, there was no result. Without that person, he couldn't control his body at all, let alone move it.

Cheng Ruoran now only feels like those guys who are called "vegetative people" in modern times, no!He is more vegetative than a vegetable, at least when he wants to, he can't move at all.

Cheng Ruoran wanted to bury himself to see if it would bloom next year.At least germination is fine, he's not picky.

Facts have proved that the only thing Cheng Ruoran has learned in modern times is humor.

Cheng Ruoran never thought that his wish would come true so quickly.

"Aran...it's November..." A sigh came from beside him, and the man came again at some point, and said briskly, "It's snowing in the king's city, and the branches are all silvery white. I like watching rime the most, I'll take you to see it, can you open your eyes?"

The body was covered with soft cloth, which was warm but as if it was nothing. Maybe it was specially made for him, but unfortunately he never wore it.I can still smell the pine scent on the clothes to this day.

rosin?

Cheng Ruoran felt excited, he could smell it!

Although he can't move, but he feels that he has regained one place. How can he be unhappy?

Right now, he just wanted to hug that person and give him a fierce kiss.

Realizing his indecentness, Cheng Ruoran burst into sweat—how could he have such an idea?Have you really been taught badly?

This year's snow is a bit warm.

After being supported by that person for a long time, the palace servants around him have already retired, and the space left for the two of them is extremely precious in this snowy field.

The people around were a little uncomfortable, panting slightly, as if they were infected with a chill in their voice, "Aran, is it cold?"

Cheng Ruoran wanted to say, not cold.

For some reason, the snow this year is not cold.

The people around him threw a handful of snow and threw it into the distance. The snowflakes flew all over the sky and landed on Cheng Ruoran's face, which felt warm and comfortable.

Cheng Ruoran was surprised by this incident, but later found out that it was because he was cold.

cold,

It is freezing cold.

It is the cold of the dead.

How many days are left?Cheng Ruoran wanted to ask, he felt the warmth brought by the one-sided snowflakes, and suddenly remembered that person who hugged him to sleep every night in those days, even he thought he was cold, what about that person?Are you frostbitten?

That man is still playing alone, the king of a country looks like this, I'm afraid it will make people laugh.

But among the people present, no one laughed at that person.

what is love?What is friendship?

That day, the snowflakes were flying and the windows were raining everywhere.The snowman that the man built, two snowmen, holding each other's hands.

"There are three more days..." On the gazebo, the man embraced him, his shallow voice was resolute, "I still have three days to love you."

The warm touch on the forehead made Cheng Ruoran suddenly aware.

Three days... Cheng Ruoran prayed that he could wake up.

If he really couldn't wake up, he knew what would happen. He knew that person's temperament best. He must have arranged everything now and only waited for three days to meet him again.

But he couldn't tell that fool that he wasn't gone yet.

On the last day, Cheng Ruoran still didn't wake up, the man kissed his cheek lightly, seemed a little bit reluctant, but finally sighed, "Wait for me"

He said.

Cheng Ruoran couldn't hold back anymore, he asked a question that he always wanted to ask.

"Prince, what is your name?"

"My real name...isn't too late—"

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☆、Back to ancient times

Back to ancient times

"Aran!"

When he heard the man's answer, Cheng Ruoran suddenly opened his eyes wide.There was a blur in front of my eyes.

Stretching out his fingers to outline the eyebrows and eyes of that person, the blurred figure in his memory gradually appeared.

Those eyes coincided with the person in front of him, Cheng Ruoran suppressed the excitement in his heart, surrounded the person in front of him, and murmured:

Not too late——

Four years ago, the second son of the Cheng family died in a palace disaster.

The Cheng family found the second son's body, but was cut off by the prince with a knife.

In order to protect Cheng Ruoran's body, the prince appointed a new mage as the national teacher.

The national teacher prophesied:

Cheng has two sons, whose imperial guard is extraordinary.Mingyi ring words, rebirth naturally.

In this way, Cheng Ruoran was imprisoned in the palace.

In four years, a lot has changed.

The Cheng family has long been in decline. I don't know if it was intentional or not, but no one talks about the second son of the Cheng family anymore in the streets and alleys.

The forces that had risen at the beginning were suppressed wave after wave.

Four years later, he woke up.

Well, what about his identity?

Listening to him talking about the current situation, Cheng Ruoran pursed his lips tightly when he felt the trembling in that man's hand.

He asked slowly, "Where's my brother?"

He didn't care about the decline of the Cheng family.He didn't have to ask about the Eighth Prince's life or death.But his big brother is his obsession.

The man's voice was a bit chilly, "Naturally...disappeared."

"Disappeared" Cheng Ruoran didn't believe it, but he didn't dare to ask the person in front of him, he knew that it was too late for him.

Today, he is the emperor. "I'm afraid it's because you want to avoid future troubles forever." When Cheng Ruoran heard his own voice, it was so cold.

"You—is that how you see me?" The man walked away in a huff.

Without that person, he is like a puppet.

Eyes can't see, ears can't hear, and naturally they don't know whether they can speak.

The sense of touch, pain, and taste seemed to disappear for a while.

Cheng Ruoran was terrified, why couldn't he still be able to see and hear just now?

Now he can walk, but he is limited to walking.

Cheng Ruoran smiled wryly, is this the retribution for failing him in the previous life?

"The emperor ordered to serve the son's clothes"

The palace servants paid respects to Cheng Ruoran, seeing that he was silent, they put on clothes for him without authorization.

The emperor ordered the young master to take him to enjoy the scenery, but along the way, he didn't hear anything about the young master.

"Let's all go..." Cheng Ruoran tried to speak, he didn't know if they could hear him, but he couldn't.

Feeling that there was no one around, Cheng Ruoran tried to walk forward.

Without feeling the reason, he suddenly fell to one side, but was quickly lifted up by an external force.

"Don't you even look at the road?" Xiao Lang complained for a while, "There is a pond in front of you, and you still go forward, are you blind?"

"Thank you," Cheng Ruoran said calmly.

"Hey? Why are you here? Are you the emperor's male favourite?" Xiao Lang pulled Cheng Ruoran to sit in the gazebo, seeing that he didn't answer, he said to himself, "Look at your delicate skin and tender meat, it looks delicious , no wonder that person likes you." Eating the pastry by himself, he stuffed a piece into Cheng Ruoran's mouth and said with a grin, "You know, your voice sounds like someone I know, um... ...looks alike"

Xiao Lang thought about it distressedly, "It's a pity that he is already dead, and people have forgotten him in the past four years."

Cheng Ruoran didn't know what he was doing, but he could feel his breath.

"Ah Ran is not feeling well, Xiao Lang, please don't say any more." Cheng Ruoran's body was suddenly pulled by someone, and he was terrified in that person's arms. At this moment, he found that his feeling had returned.

Seeing the person in front of him clearly, it was naturally that person.

"Back then they were so affectionate towards you, but they didn't know you were heartless!" Xiao Lang yelled loudly, only then did Cheng Ruoran clearly see Xiao Lang's red eyes.

The man stopped Cheng Ruoran, pressed against the corner of Cheng Ruoran's lips, and ate the pastry in his mouth.

It made Xiao Lang angry for a while, "Why are you this kind of person... This is obviously... obviously his yard, how can you be with your man..." He stomped his feet and looked at Cheng Ruoran with a look in his eyes. Bayonet, "If I had known, I should have killed you."

The man cast a sideways glance at Xiao Lang, picked up Cheng Ruoran, turned and left.

Xiao Lang drank a pot of wine alone.

"boom--"

The flagon fell to the ground.

"If so... If I worked harder, would you still be by my side now?"

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☆、It's not too late

"Then if one day I'm not here..."

"I don't need you!"

"Aran... Don't sleep..."

"There is one more year, wait for me for another year..."

Dream, that dream again.

Dazzling bright yellow, there are five-clawed golden dragons everywhere, the man next to the bed table has disheveled hair and messy clothes,

Weichi tried hard to see clearly, but she couldn't see the person in the dream clearly.

However, it is so familiar.

The two people in the dream, from when they were young, when they met Ban Qing, from Shi Yu's third life to cutting off their righteousness.

Although they couldn't see their faces, they felt so familiar.

He had so clearly felt the love and pain of the boy on the bed, and felt the reluctance and annoyance of the prince who was already the emperor.

Sometimes he can't figure out why two people love each other but can't walk together

Why did the prince torture that person so much, but he was the one who hurt the most.

Until that day, when the battle drums were in full swing, the iron horses were riding, and the moment the sword passed through the man's chest, he himself was a little suffocated.

Why did the prince hide the real cause of his death

Why did it take four years to make up for the passion at the beginning

Because that is love, a love that Wei Chi will never understand in her entire life.

"What is Love and Why Love"

Muttering to himself, touching his chest with his hand, where a heart beat like a machine.

"Maybe—wait until this heart is no longer cold."

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, I thought to myself.

He has always been abandoned by everyone, whether it is his parents and family when he was young, or when he grows up, everyone alienates him.

He is a child abandoned by time.

But he really never thought that one day this heart would beat for others.

Regarding the company's affairs, their cooperation with the Cheng Group seemed to be a bit broken, so he set his sights on the second son of the Cheng family.

When he was watching these people put on a good show in the bar, he actually felt a little distressed when he saw the pale cheeks of the Cheng family. He stroked his heart, walked over and said.

"This person, can you give it to me?" "[-], is it enough?"

Thirty thousand was enough for those two people, but in Wei Chi's heart, he still didn't want to use money to tarnish that person.

In this world, what he least believes in is fate.

But sadly, he doesn't believe in fate.

When his heart was beating for Cheng Ruoran for the first time, he was probably just playing for fun, but gradually, he became a loser.

He even hurt the spy he trained himself for that person, just because he didn't want others to like him.

Suddenly, he found that he cared more and more about that person, and he didn't even want to let him go, but just wanted to keep him by his side.

He even thought that if that person dared to leave, he would break his ankle and tie him to the bed for the rest of his life.

Even if you don't marry yourself.

Even if he doesn't marry.

But when that person really left, he was already poisoned.

There is no solution to this poison.

Even Xiao Lang laughed at his cowardice, but in the end they cried together and licked each other's scars.

This is their life, don't they need to care?

But when he met that Mo Guang, he jumped on it recklessly, even if he would be burned, he was willing to do so.

When that person left him, he found that there was nothing he could do.

Sometimes, he was thinking, maybe this is the retribution God gave him, because he was rejected by others.

On the last night that the man left his side, he finally saw the man next to the bed in his dream.

That is - himself!

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☆、It's not too late

"No—Aran said, you can't go to the bar..."

He mercilessly rejected Xiao Lang's request on the phone, and after a long silence over there, he finally hung up the phone, leaving only the "beep...beep..." sound of the phone being hung up in the empty room.

"Bang—" Sweeping down the wine bottle on the table, Wei Chi smiled palely.

The moonlight hit his comfortable eyes, and there was a mist in them.

"Why do you listen to him so much—what is he—" Xiao Lang's mind was filled with what Xiao Lang said when he was rejected for the first time when he invited him: "Could it be that with him—you don't even want me anymore?" At that time, Xiao Lang so ask.

He is also asking himself, what is he in Cheng Ruoran's eyes?

Throw away after use

But he had already given his heart to that person, and he couldn't take it back.

That person can leave so easily, leaving him alone to lick his wounds in the dark to guard this humble love.

Xiao Lang also said the same.

But he can't forget that person at that time.

He said, not too late, a little late.

He laughed, it's not too late, is it cold?

He frowned, it's not too late, don't go to the bar in the future.

And he agreed to that person so easily, and gave up his only pleasure for decades for the sake of that person's words.

He said that the alliance of mountains and rocks, the benefit of the sky is a cave, the sea is exhausted, and the earth is in vain, life and death are at stake.

These words are useless, what they need is to wait for each other.

"No matter where you are, I will not be far away from you, no matter where you are, I can find you." This was his first confession carefully, but in the end he found that the man was already asleep.

"I trade my life's pursuit for your companionship. I trade my life's belief for your hope"

He silently swears in his heart.

So, he will uphold his oath.

That is when that person is really easily kidnapped, he knows that he has lost, lost to his family.

For so many days and nights, he stood under the dim light in front of Cheng's house, letting the gardenia petals fly into the air, letting the cool night breeze mess up his hair, letting his body grow stronger day by day, and finally Fainted in front of Cheng's house.

But he knew that he still had to protect his love.

"Master... You should go..." The person who cared about him the most said to him, but he didn't want to go.

The cool night, the gloomy stars, and even the white gardenias in the past are dim at this time. This is the 140th and sixth night that he guarded Cheng's house, since Cheng Ruoran left.

"Damn it, are you going to hurt yourself for a man!" Xiao Lang didn't know when he came, grabbed his skirt, and shouted angrily, "When did you become so cowardly!"

It was indeed the first time that Xiao Lang was so angry.

"Hush—" Wei Chi put his index finger against Xiao Lang's lips, and said softly, "Don't disturb him..."

"Show me clearly! That damned man of yours is having sex with someone else, and that man is still his brother!" Xiao Lang was so sad that he couldn't see the truth clearly. How many good men are there, but the one his best friend fell in love with? He is a man who can do his best.

"You don't know...you don't know...that's not what he wants...that's not..." He tried to escape, but Xiao Lang desperately turned his head and looked at the curtains that hadn't been closed, and the reflections on the curtains There are two intertwined figures.

"Why are you still running away? Do you want me to let you listen to their voices? Why can't you see the essence clearly?" Xiao Lang yelled at his friend for the first time, for the person he didn't know.

"But I... can't go back..."

Hold your head and slide down slowly.

Wei Chi knew that he was acting out of emotion, he wanted to bring down Cheng's for Cheng Ruoran, not for Cheng's shares.

Surprisingly, Xiao Lang would also help him.

But he didn't expect that he was so outrageously wrong and lost so badly.

Maybe sometimes it's best to leave.

In the last moment of his life, he thought.

Perhaps, in the last life, he really failed Ah Ran, so he needs to make up for it in this life.

At the last moment, he saw clearly the boy in his dream.

Aran——

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