Big Dream Chase

Cold, bitingly cold, endlessly cold.

When Su Muyu struggled to open his eyes, he felt a layer of ice on his eyelashes.When the eyelids trembled, the frost powder rustled down.His body no longer felt any sensation, he was lying on a piece of driftwood, surrounded by the boundless ocean.The sky is dark, and so is the sea.

I don't know when a light snow fell from the sky, and the fine and small pieces of snow flakes meet the sea on the sea, weaving a curtain of ice silk.

The climate is abnormal, and the sea is extremely cold.

Su Muyu moved his arms, stiffly.Lian Ming was lying on the driftwood opposite him, still unconscious.

"... Lian... Lian Ming..."

The faint call drifted away in the wind, the waves surged, and the sound of swishing water covered it up.Su Muyu was a little apprehensive. He suddenly remembered that someone had reminded him not to fall asleep when he lost a lot of blood, and not to fall asleep when it was freezing and snowy.

Su Muyu was flustered. Regardless of the numbness of his arms, he propped up his upper body on the floating board.He managed to touch Lian Ming's face without any warmth.

"Lian Ming! Lian Ming! Don't sleep! Wake up! Don't sleep!"

His throat was dry and painful, and his joints were excruciatingly painful from the freezing sea water. It was a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, like thousands of needles being pricked.

Lian Ming was lying on the floating board, the sea water kept beating, and the wet, cold water diffused into his hair.His face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and he couldn't feel his breathing.

Su Muyu broke his throat and wanted to wake him up, but suddenly a fishy and sweet smell filled his throat.

"Lian Ming!... Brother Ming!"

No one responded.

Su Muyu reached out to touch his face, not daring to test Lian Ming's breath.He bit his lower lip, and a hot liquid scalded his cheek.But soon, this only temperature also dissipated in the cold wind.

Will not.

Never.

He has never failed in a mission!

Surrounded by heavy snow, no one responded to him, only the deep sea water coexisted with him.

Su Muyu felt a burst of despair, wondering if Lianming would not be involved in a disaster if he had never met him inappropriately.

If the lifelines of the two had not been intertwined, whether today's incident could have been avoided.

If it had been earlier, and sooner realized——

They should never have met, never been together.

Whether it is possible to live a life without pain, disaster and others.

The appearance of Lian Ming was a drop of pigeon blood.The blood red has been left for a long time, and it has become a little brown.

Su Muyu slowly slid his fingertips across Lian Ming's face, not knowing whether his hands were colder or Lian Ming's face was colder.

Anyway, only cold.The whole world is so big, only cold.

Su Muyu recited the lyrics lightly, recalling the song "Pigeon Song" that the two of them danced in the rental house during their trip to Hong Kong and Macau.

"People swear that the dove must be his ghost, and he's still waiting for him."

"My pigeons will never know what love is."

"How he sang, how he sighed, how he sang, and died of deadly passion."

Su Muyu didn't know why he had to recite this song. The two of them had listened to so many songs together, but "Pigeon Song" was the only one he remembered deeply.Lian Ming said that the song was about him, but Su Muyu thought it was about himself.

They stick to their own opinions, but at the same time love this word.

Su Muyu didn't know why he thought of this song at this moment, he had to say something, read something, so as not to be afraid.

The sea is too vast, the night is long and silent, and the dazzling white flutters between the sea and the sky.

Su Muyu couldn't bear it any longer.He gave up and continued to wake up Lianming.

In fact, it is also good to sleep together, as in those hundreds of nights, hugging each other and sleeping together.

Now there is only one chance left.

Originally, after going back, he would tear apart his own time and space with his own hands and return to the day of the auction.

Then correct their wrong encounter, and they will be strangers ever since.

It should be like this, you can't make mistakes again and again——

Before Su Muyu closed his eyes, a dazzling light suddenly shone on their heads.The sea area within a radius of [-] meters was shimmering, like a dream.

Su Muyu raised his head stiffly, there were several helicopters hovering above his head, and someone pulled a ladder down from the sky, like a god.

He squinted slightly, the strong light made tears uncontrollable.Someone reached out to him, but he couldn't move.Soon, the other party also jumped into the sea and hugged him into his arms.

It's Zhan Shiyi.

Su Muyu woke up suddenly, he stretched out his trembling hand, pointing at Lian Ming: "... Shi, Shi Yi... save him... I beg you..."

"I beg you... save him! Save him!"

At that moment, the tears finally came down.All the pretense, all the panic, all the worrying about gains and losses, all the enduring pain, fell apart in an instant.

He was scared, and he admitted that he was really scared.

He didn't know when Lian Ming was pestering him.

He didn't know when Lian Ming hugged him.

Lian Ming loved him, and he didn't know when he kissed him deeply and vividly.

When Lian Ming stopped responding, lay there coldly, and stopped smiling and saying a word to him

—he just knew.

Even if we don't know each other from now on, it doesn't matter if we are strangers.What he wanted was always the continuous cries of an angry horse in fresh clothes.

——A Yu, ordinary people cannot bear the pain of tearing apart time and space.You don't involve him.

——A Yu, think about it carefully, why every time you cross time and space, Lian Ming is fine.

—Is he really all right?

Su Muyu wailed loudly, even overshadowing the noisy roar of the helicopter.He firmly grasped Zhan Shiyi's front collar, as if grasping the biggest weight in the world.

"I beg you, save him. I beg you..."

Zhan Shiyi pressed Su Muyu's head and let him lean on his shoulder.The big hand stroked his back, and said softly: "It's okay, Ayu...he will be fine."

After that, Su Muyu seemed to be in an illusory world.Someone pulled him up the ladder, and he heard Zhan Shiyi arranging rescue calls.

Su Muyu sat in the cabin, Zhan Shiyi wrapped him in a blanket and handed him hot water.Not long after, the others carried Lian Ming on their backs and placed them on the mat.

Lian Ming's lips were black and blue, his eyes were closed tightly, and his hair was stuck to his forehead. He was completely motionless, and his chest could not be seen rising and falling.

Su Muyu stared at him, and finally sighed.He took a sip of hot water, and his mouth became warm.Su Muyu knelt beside Lian Ming, and slowly lowered his head.He gently drew Lian Ming's lips with the tip of his tongue, and then penetrated it little by little.

At the moment when Zhan Shiyi left the beginning, Su Muyu's tears fell on Lian Ming's forehead.It took a long time for this cold, salty kiss to end.

"Tell me, am I wrong?"

Su Muyu asked questions without beginning or end, and covered Lian Ming with the blanket.He took Lian Ming's hands and kept rubbing them.Subconsciously, he stroked his pulse.

Nothing beats.

Zhan Shi leaned his head against the porthole, his eyes wandering in the vast world outside.

"Lian Ming will be fine."

"If he didn't know me, there wouldn't be this day." Su Muyu tapped his cheek on the back of Lian Ming's hand, "I won't insist on taking him into time and space, and I won't lose my memory."

It was all wrong from the start.

It's because he didn't listen to good words.

The helicopter was bumping in the air, and the water glass shook violently.

Zhan Shiyi stretched out his hand to help: "I told you, Lian Ming will be fine."

Su Muyu straightened his back slowly, he turned his head and stared fixedly at Zhan Shiyi.

"How do you know his name?"

A Yu's eyes were burning, and Zhan Shiyi suddenly froze there.

The cup fell with a clang.

Zhan Shiyi picked up the water glass and said, "Well, we know each other."

Long, long ago, a strange man approached him.I would like to pledge ten years in exchange for the opportunity to get to know Su Muyu again.

He also warned this person that the love in the big dream will be forgotten.

Su Muyu will forget again and again, saying goodbye to the past time and time again.

The man said, no problem.

No matter how many decades, no matter how many times to start again, he still loves him.

So he will.

Zhan Shiyi met him in the Caribbean Sea.The man's seven souls and six souls were in turmoil between heaven and earth, and time and space were chaotic.

He worked hard to recover the six souls and six souls, and finally mortgaged the last soul to Yasha.Ten years later, when a man finds his soul, he has the right to choose to end or continue.

At that time, Zhan Shiyi hugged the unconscious Su Muyu, and couldn't bear to persuade him to give up.

After all, it is selfish.

He also wanted to have someone who could be by A Yu's side for life.

There is always one of them who deserves happiness.

Zhan Shiyi gave him a way out: If A Yu chooses to keep you by his side ten years later, you can take this life back.If Ayu chooses to go back to the beginning and forget you, this life depends on God's will.

But no one can reveal any news to Su Muyu.

This is a pact between them, a bet with an uncertain future.

Su Muyu asked, "How did you know each other?"

Zhan Shi avoided answering: "You have a good rest."

"I'm asking you something!" Su Muyu grabbed his collar suddenly, "I'm fucking asking you something! How did you know each other!"

"Ayu, take a good rest..."

"You know the mission is dangerous, and you know he shouldn't be involved! Since you know each other, why, why don't you stop him?!"

Su Muyu's voice was hoarse, as if being burned by a raging fire.

"You know it...you know it!! Why don't you stop him..."

Zhan Shiyi looked down at his hair, and sighed softly.He also stopped, but persuasion was useless.

What can I do.

"Ayu... Lian Ming will be fine."

Zhan Shiyi could only repeat this sentence over and over again to comfort him.

"How do you know?" Su Muyu's eyes were red, and the tears had long since dried up. "He's not breathing, you know that."

He finally faced reality, finally tore himself out of his ego paralysis.

He was soberly aware that Lian Ming would not hug him again.

Zhan Shiyi squeezed Su Muyu's wrist, and said lightly but firmly, "He will be fine."

"how do you know."

"He... will be fine."

"How on earth do you know?!"

"...It will be fine."

"Tell me! How do you know?!" Su Muyu was hysterical. He always left people with a three-point retreat on weekdays. It was the first time he was out of order, and the first time he insisted on asking the bottom line.

He wants a red knife and a definite answer.

Zhan Shiyi was silent for a long time, and sighed.

He looked at Su Muyu with compassion, his eyes were full of unshakable pity.

What is he going to say, how can he speak

Lian Ming made his choice ten years ago, sixpence is all over the ground, and he only wants the moon.He raised his head from the abyss, chasing the last faint light.

——Lian Ming, he died long ago.