【Kuan Xin】Snake and Venom

Wang Kuan staggered into the bathroom, turned on the faucet hastily, and poured cold water on his face like crazy. Although the cold water soaked his collar, his thoughts were still in a mess, and he tightly covered his eyes. He muttered to himself in dismay: "How could this be, how could this be... Yuan Zhongxin... Where are you, where are you!"

Just when Wang Kuan's mind was in chaos, that indifferent voice sounded again: "Wang Kuan, have you remembered?"

Wang Kuan's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared viciously at the mirror. Wang Kuan was deeply disgusted by the face that was not the same as his own. His voice was hoarse and trembling, as if a demon from hell descended: "What have I forgotten?"

"What the hell did I forget!"

"tell me!"

The "Wang Kuan" in the mirror stared at him calmly. If Wang Kuan calmed down, he would be able to see the helplessness in the man's eyes, but at this moment, Wang Kuan was hysterical, on the verge of collapse, and utterly irrational.

"Wang Kuan" lowered his eyes slightly, not ready to answer.

Wang Kuan's frantic tone gradually became helpless, he put his hands against the mirror, all thoughts were lost: "Tell me, please, tell me the answer..."

"Wang Kuan" struggled in his eyes, and he said the second sentence since he opened his mouth: "Wang Kuan, you have to find the answer by yourself. Only you can tell whether it is true or not."

Hearing this, Wang Kuan bowed his head in silence for a while, then raised his head and stared at the mirror coldly, his tone mixed with paranoia and frenzy: "I am real, I am real!"

While speaking, he punched the mirror with his fist, again and again, blood gushed out of Wang Kuan's hand, but he didn't seem to have heard it, the mirror was gradually torn apart, but the "Wang Kuan" inside didn't feel panicked at all, and he was very calm. Watching Wang Kuan's movements.

"I am the real one!"

Wang Kuan gritted his teeth, and punched the mirror with all his strength for the last time.

Clang!

The mirror shattered!

In the next second, a white light suddenly burst out from the crack in the mirror, enveloping Wang Kuan's entire body.

The white light was too dazzling, causing pain in Wang Kuan's eyes. He subconsciously raised his hand to cover it, and suddenly felt as if his whole body was surrounded by a soft breeze, and the pain in his hand gradually disappeared.

After a long time, the white light faded away, Wang Kuan slowly opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that he was in a bright and majestic space, surrounded by white walls in all directions, suddenly, his eyes wandering around stopped in front of him, his pupils trembled slightly, faintly dazed In the meantime, the blankness in my mind is gradually rendered by other colors.

There, quietly placed a jade pendant chain, the jade pendant is shaped like a raindrop, and the jade body is transparent and clean, very much like someone.

Wang Kuan accidentally picked it up, and by instinct, tied the jade chain firmly around his neck.

The next moment, he woke up like a dream.

Wang Kuan remembered everything, Yuan Zhongxin, black snake, jade pendant chain, etc., all came back to his mind, filling the blank.

Yuan Zhongxin is nobody, but Wang Kuan's favorite person in his life.

It is the only answer in his life.

Wang Kuan smiled with relief, the madness in his eyes quietly faded away, and he regained the gentle and jade-like Mr. Pian Pianjia.

Suddenly, someone called his name: "Wang Kuan."

He turned his head subconsciously, and what caught his eye was the boy with short hair. He was still wearing the school uniform with his hands and feet bound. He looked the same as Yuan Zhongxin in appearance, but his temperament was completely different. Humility, even the gentleness in the smile, Wang Kuan hesitated to ask: "Who are you?"

"Yuan Zhongxin" smiled slightly, and said meaningfully: "Wang Kuan, you know who I am."

Wang Kuan frowned: "You are not Yuan Zhongxin."

"Yuan Zhongxin" tilted his head, blinking his bright starry eyes: "I am Yuan Zhongxin, but I am not the Yuan Zhongxin you love."

Wang Kuan was taken aback.

"Yuan Zhongxin" continued: "You are indeed Wang Kuan, but you are not the 'Wang Kuan' I love."

Wang Kuan was puzzled, and he murmured to himself: "What is going on? Are you fake? Or is your world just a dream of mine?"

"Yuan Zhongxin" shook his head in disapproval: "That's not right, Wang Kuan, the world we live in is not necessarily false, and the world you live in is not necessarily true either—there is no boundary between which is true and which is false. "

Wang Kuan stared straight at "Yuan Zhongxin", and was silent for a moment.

"Yuan Zhongxin" saw the stubbornness in Wang Kuan's eyes, lowered his eyes and smiled, and said patiently: "Wang Kuan, in this world, there are so many things in the world, true and false. It's not as important as you imagined, is it possible that you have to be entangled in his authenticity every time you eat a meal or love someone?"

"If I tell you that your world is fake, does it mean that your affection for Yuan Zhongxin is fake and your love for him is fake?"

"I didn't deny the world you belong to, and you don't need to rush to deny the authenticity of my existence. The important thing in a person's life is not to judge the truth, but to cherish it. You have each other along the way, and that is the most important thing. .”

Wang Kuan's eyes gradually softened, and he listened to what "Yuan Zhongxin" said, but the reasoning was difficult to understand, and it took some time.

"Yuan Zhongxin" looked behind Wang Kuan, and said thoughtfully, "Wang Kuan, you should go back, he is waiting for you."

Wang Kuan was stunned for a moment, and quickly turned his head to look, but he couldn't see the figure he was thinking about. He asked uneasily, "Why can't I see him?"

"Yuan Zhongxin" pointed to the road behind Wang Kuan: "It's not so easy for people who love each other to meet each other. If you don't even take a step on the road, how can you get back to him?"

Wang Kuan suddenly realized that he turned around and raised his foot to leave. He suddenly thought of a question. He asked in confusion: "Why did you let me see your world? There were so many people present, why did you choose me?"

"Yuan Zhongxin" pretended to be mysterious and smiled: "This is God's will, I can't say it." He changed the subject and said solemnly: "Wang Kuan, no matter what happens in the future, you have to believe him and believe it with all your heart, understand?"

Wang Kuan frowned slightly: "Do you know something?"

"Yuan Zhongxin" looked at him with a smile, without saying a word.

Knowing that he could not force him to say more, Wang Kuan silently withdrew his gaze and said in a low voice, "Thank you." Then, the figure resolutely walked in another direction without any hesitation.

"Yuan Zhongxin" looked at Wang Kuan who was drifting away, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to himself: "Yes, why did you choose me and you? Obviously people from two worlds, you are just The me in the mirror, he is just you in the mirror..."

"Yuan Zhongxin" smiled relievedly, then turned around and walked towards the white light. After a while, his figure was submerged by the white light.

Wang Kuan didn't know how long he had been walking. He was obviously so sensitive to time, but on the way back, every minute and every second seemed so illusory. He wanted to count, but didn't intend to remember. He only knew that in the blink of an eye, he appeared again. Looking at the bronze mirror, the words true and false floated on the shimmering mirror surface.

Through the bronze mirror, Wang Kuan saw the figure engraved in his heart, staring at the mirror intently, as if waiting for someone to return.

Overjoyed, Wang Kuan ran forward impatiently, jumped out of the mirror.

The white light suddenly appeared again, and Wang Kuan felt dizzy for a while. The next moment, he was embraced in a warm and comfortable embrace. Warmth and tenderness: "Wang Kuan, welcome back."

For some reason, Wang Kuan suddenly felt sleepy. He braced himself, looked up Yuan Zhongxin's face, his eyes were hazy, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and said weakly: "Yuan Zhongxin, I'm back .”

He traveled all over the vast world, looked at the stars and mountains, and finally returned to Yuan Zhongxin's side.

Afterwards, Wang Kuan fell asleep in Yuan Zhongxin's arms.

Wang Kuan opened his eyes, and the first person he saw was Yuan Zhongxin. His eyes were reddish, staring at him for a moment. A few traces of warmth dripped down, and she said fondly, "Why are you crying?"

Yuan Zhongxin held Wang Kuan's hand tightly. His palm was cold and couldn't give Wang Kuan any warmth. He said in a trembling voice, "Wang Kuan, if you don't come back, I'm going crazy."

Everyone knew Yuan Zhongxin's fear and despair when he lost Wang Kuan, but no one could truly understand the hopelessness that was so desperate to the bone.

At that time, Yuan Zhongxin saw everything was gloomy and his eyes were gloomy. If it wasn't for Yuan Bofin and the others beside him, he would have been on his way to Huangquan long ago.

Wang Kuan was heartbroken, he didn't care about anything else, sat up, and eagerly hugged Yuan Zhongxin into his arms, while tightly locking Yuan Zhongxin's waist with both arms, coaxed in a low voice: "I'm back, It's okay, it's okay, don't be sad..."

The grievance and fear in Yuan Zhongxin's heart erupted all of a sudden, he was unable to break free from Wang Kuan's embrace, his head was leaning wearily on his shoulder, and his broken heart was pieced together bit by bit.

Wang Kuan hugged Yuan Zhongxin for a long time, but he couldn't hear Yuan Zhongxin's voice for a long time, but there was a burst of even breathing, Wang Kuan was slightly taken aback, and suddenly smiled.

Yuan Zhongxin actually fell asleep.

He was so tired, after Wang Kuan left, he didn't close his eyes, his spirit was always tense, he was looking in front of the mirror all the time, waiting for him to come back.

But now, the person he can rely on the most is back, and he can finally get a good night's sleep.

Wang Kuan asked Yuan Zhongxin to lie flat on his lap, and was surprised to find that Zhao Jian and his group were standing in a certain corner so aggrieved and speechless, eagerly looking at him and Yuan Zhongxin.

In the crowd, there seemed to be a strange figure, who looked like a man, dressed in a black and red robe, his head was completely covered by a wide hat, his whole body was tightly covered, and his face could not be seen clearly.

Wang Kuan was stunned for a moment, his eyes began to wander around, who knew that it didn't matter, he was surprised when he saw it.

The surrounding area was in a mess, many priceless and rare treasures were turned into piles of fragments, and the seven wooden coffins were all smashed to pieces, but not a single corpse was seen.

The strange figure suddenly came to Wang Kuan silently. He raised his hand and lifted his hat hat, revealing a fairy-like, pale-haired old man's face. His eyes were as cold as the cold wind of the first moon, cold and bright.

Wang Kuan looked at him rather unkindly, and had some guesses about his identity in his heart.

The old man suddenly knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists with both hands in front of his heart, humbly and politely, sonorously: "Old man Gu Ya, has guarded the Lianyun Tiangong for more than [-] years, and welcomes a new generation of mountain guards here!"