A Legacy Inherited by the Licking Dogs

That night, Lin Yu'an had a long dream.

Because he has enough exercise during the day, he always sleeps deeply and doesn't often dream. Occasionally, he dreams of some strange scenes of escaping. When he wakes up, his calf muscles twitch, as if he has returned to his student days when he was still growing up.

But this night, he had an overly realistic dream.In the dream, he had just entered college, his face and arms were tanned after military training, and only his body had funny different skin tones.In the dream, he carried a large box of dirty clothes downstairs to the dormitory and walked all the way to the laundry room.

The campus is much smaller than he remembered, the gymnasium and the dormitory are not that far apart, the food in the cafeteria is not that bad, the stalls at the school gate are not so abundant, and the library building is also covered with rain and dust. Traces, full of simple sense of age.

He came to the laundry room, stuffed all the clothes into the washing machine, and found that he didn't bring washing powder and coins at all. He looked around, and he was the only one in the laundry room today.

Then the dreams got weird.

Lin Yue'an walked out of the laundry room, looking for a classmate to help, but suddenly found that there was no one on campus.He finally realized that he didn't meet anyone on the way from the dormitory. It seemed that all the teachers and students in the school were on summer vacation, and he was the only one who couldn't figure out the situation and stayed on the campus.

The scorching sun at noon pierced through the shade of the trees, the chirping of cicadas shook the sky, and the shadows of the trees on the concrete floor were clearly outlined. A few rusty bicycles were tilted by the side of the road, and even the pedals were bent, as if they had not been used for a long time .

He took a closer look and found that the different colors on the grass blades were not rusty water or mud, but solidified dark red liquid.

The whole school is like an empty city that has been crossed by zombies. It has been a long time since human beings lived here, showing a strange desolation.

In the dream, Lin Yue'an panicked. He took out his cell phone and looked through the address book, only to find that he didn't recognize any of the names in it—no Wen Yizhou, no He Qian, no teammate, and no roommate.He wanted to look in a mirror for a moment - wasn't I Lin Yue'an?Who am I.

At this time, a boy finally came out from the corner, a living human being.The man was wearing a white shirt and dark gray trousers, carrying a piano case in his hand, with a tall and straight figure and steady steps.

Lin Yu'an hurried up and asked, "Wen Yizhou! We found you, where are the people in the school?"

The boy looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Who are you?"

Lin Yue'an was taken aback: "Don't you know me?"

The Wen Yizhou in front of me seems to be different from the Wen Yizhou in my memory—the frame and height are a bit smaller, the refreshing short hair is close to the forehead, and there are still some round curves on the cheeks, as if he is younger , except that he probably never met the younger Wen Yizhou.

"I've never seen you," said the boy. "Everyone is gone, only me."

"Oh, and you." He added.

The boy put the violin case on the ground and opened it, but there was no violin inside, only guns, long and short, Lin Yu'an was startled.He took out a pistol and handed it to Lin Yu'an: "Take it."

"What do you want this for?" Lin Yu'an asked blankly.

"If you kill me, you will win." The boy said, "You will be the last one alive."

"What?" Lin Yue'an said in horror, "But I don't want to kill you."

"Really?" The boy nodded understandingly, "Then I'll do it."

Without thinking, he took out a gun, and the black muzzle almost touched Lin Yue'an's face. After a loud noise, Lin Yue'an woke up in fright.

After waking up, Wen Yizhou was yelled at and coaxed him for a long time, vowing again and again that he would not kill him, nor would he tell him to kill himself. If there really was such a game, he would rather use all his energy to kill the person who designed the game. Catch it.

Then he pointed out that he and Lin Yue'an did not know each other when they entered freshman year, but this correction made Lin Yue'an even more troublesome.

"You were so indifferent in your dream..." Lin Yu'an said sadly, "You're so fierce."

"Is it me who is indifferent in reality?" Wen Yizhou asked maliciously.

"Wow -" Lin Yu'an howled.

Wen Yizhou saw him so big, sitting on the edge of the bed whimpering, feeling extremely wronged, the sun shone softly and warmly on his hair, not only did he not feel sympathy in his heart, he only felt it was funny.He knelt on the bed and hugged Lin Yue'an's shoulders from behind, resting his chin on top of his head, and said, "Don't be afraid, Xiaoyuan, if zombies really come, brother will protect you."

"Really?" Lin Yu'an finally became a little happier—their images of "protection" and "protection" were completely different in terms of the difference in size and physical strength between the two of them, but he was still very happy accepted this statement.

"In order to have enough fighting power and physical strength to protect me, you have to join me in exercising from today on." Lin Yu'an took the opportunity to say.

Wen Yizhou's face turned dark all of a sudden, and he withdrew his arm to leave, but Lin Yu'an hugged his arm tightly and couldn't move.

Lin Yue'an: "Hey."

"I knew it," Wen Yizhou said, "pretend to cry and pretend to be pitiful, that's the trick."

"Hey, because you can succeed every time." Lin Yu'an said without hesitation, "And you have to be in good health to live longer, and we can be together longer."

Wen Yizhou paused, then laughed: "Oh, you've got me right."

Sometimes when people face things they don't care about, they don't bother to put on the simplest disguise, and don't bother to reach out for things that are at their fingertips, Wen Yizhou thought, just like him who faced Lin Yue'an seven years ago.It's a pity that no matter how they imagine it, it's impossible for them to know each other from the first day of freshman year.People can only move forward, and the past will be farther and farther away from everyone.

But on the contrary, facing the person you care about, you don't want to escape from the complicated and tangled relationship, and you don't want to expose the clumsy and naive lies.It's like Lin Yue'an who "picked up" him at the bar that night, like himself who loses to "poor dog eyes" every time.

Wen Yizhou felt that he had really changed a lot, he might be the one who was domesticated by dogs.

Lin Yue'an rolled around, pinned him on the messy bed, and asked with a smile, "What should we do today? Should we go out? Or just rest at home?" In Zhou's pajamas, he said maliciously: "Or just stay on the bed?"

Wen Yizhou pinched the dog's paw through the fabric: "Are you too busy recently?"

"Isn't this the end of the season? The players are on vacation, so of course I will be on vacation too." Lin Yue'an lowered his eyebrows as he said, "Do you despise me? Are you tired of me, huh?"

Wen Yizhou tugged at his ear: "Don't pretend to be pitiful."

"Then do you want to..." Wen Yizhou thought for a while and asked, "Do you want to go on tour with me?"

"Huh?" Lin Yue'an was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up: "Really? Can I go together? Am I the legendary band's entourage?"

Wen Yizhou laughed: "Well, how about a temporary band manager, Dangdang, who is mainly in charge of logistics."

"I can still drive!" Lin Yu'an jumped up from the bed, waving his arms in a dignified manner: "Let's go, let's go, we artists are not allowed to take pictures unless we post the photos we have taken." I have one."

Wen Yizhou was overjoyed, Lin Yue'an leaned down again, and put his hands on the mattress beside him: "Will you play that song this time?"

"Which song?" Wen Yizhou asked knowingly.

"It's that one, my song." Lin Yue'an said shyly.

"Oh, your song..." Wen Yizhou said, "It's my own song, not the band's song, it's not suitable."

"Oh." Lin Yue'an nodded understandingly, but still showed a trace of disappointment.

"I'll write a few more songs for you in the future, save an album, and hold a concert just for you, okay?" Wen Yizhou gestured, "I'll set up a diamond VIP seat for you in the audience, and you sit alone. There, I was playing on stage and there was no other audience."

Lin Yue'an laughed, thought for a while and said, "Then let's go, how can I monopolize it? Your music belongs to everyone who likes your music, as long as you belong to me."

Wen Yizhou smiled after hearing this, and thought to himself—this guy, this is the kind of place where people like him, but they are also helpless.

But Lin Yue'an said in the next sentence: "Oh, then I can finally go to the show this time, and I don't have to be sneaky anymore. I want to order 99... no, 999 roses, the one sprinkled with gold dust Kind of, when the performance is over, rush to the stage, and then kneel on one knee. The spotlight hits you, the stage and the audience booed, you have nowhere to hide..."

Lin Chao'an's words became more and more outrageous, and Wen Yizhou was terrified when he heard it—he began to imagine that after a dramatic pure musical drama ended, such a vulgar and vulgar flower display scene would suddenly be staged, what kind of audience would it be like? expression.

"If you really do something like this, you might as well..." He lay back, grabbed a pillow and stuffed it into Lin Yu'an's arms: "Kill me!"

This familiar line made Lin Yue'an suddenly think of that ridiculous dream again.

"If you kill me, you win."

But Wen Yizhou said in the next sentence: "Kill me, and I will be yours."

In comparison, Lin Yue'an doesn't seem to regret the missed seven years anymore. Although it hasn't been long, he can hardly remember the illusory feeling and daring feeling when he just received the song. I was surprised and happy to believe.Every day today is real.

They're still young, preferably many, many seven years.

"Okay." Lin Yu'an threw the pillow aside, touched his neck with his fingers, and wiped it lightly. The temperature left by his fingertips was fleeting, but his senses were lingering.Then, he lowered his head and kissed Wen Yizhou, saying, "I won."

"Well," Wen Yizhou nodded, raised his hands in surrender, and hugged him: "You won."

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