Seriously, let's run for our lives

【JAC·Liang Yi】

Liang Yi woke up on the sofa in the lobby of his own villa. He fell to the floor as soon as he turned over. His forehead hit the wooden coffee table, and he woke up from the pain immediately.

"……Eh?"

The surrounding scene is indeed his former residence, but there is a problem at present: Isn't the villa already occupied by aliens?How did he suddenly travel back from the universe?

He was so blessed that he called out at the top of his voice, "Jiang Huai! Jiang Huai, are you there?"

"here I am!"

The familiar thick male voice quickly responded, and after a while, Jiang Huai's tall figure appeared at the stairs. When Jiang Huai saw Liang Yi, he hurried up to meet Liang Yi, and first gave him a warm bear hug: "Scared me to death! I was just upstairs Still thinking, is this a dream?

Liang Yi wept bitterly: "I also think it's a dream, otherwise why are we here?"

"What about the rest?"

"I didn't see it, but I guess it's just the two of us in this villa."

"Perhaps they are all in their respective homes?"

"...That's too bad, I don't even know where they all live, and they don't seem to know our family." Liang Yi put his hands in the pockets of his pajamas, worried, "How can we meet?"

Jiang Huai had no idea about this, he looked around in a daze, and asked in doubt for a while: "Liang Yi, where are your drawing board and brush?"

After he reminded Liang Yi to check it, he found that the drawing board and the brush were gone: "Disappeared? Does that mean that my superpower is gone? What about your superpower? Try it."

Then Jiang Huai sang a few lines casually, still incomplete, but this time, Liang Yi in front of him was not controlled by his high volume and flew off the ground.

It's true, their superpowers were all taken back, as if they never existed.

A chill rushed to Liang Yi's limbs and bones, his feet softened and he sat back on the sofa again, his voice trembling: "I said Jiang Huai, is there a possibility that everything before is just a dream, only this moment, we Did the two really wake up?"

"No!" Jiang Huai replied categorically, "Even if it is a dream, can we both have the same dream?"

"Oh, it makes sense." But Liang Yi was obviously still a little worried, he motioned for Jiang Huai to sit over, and asked in a low voice, holding Jiang Huai's hand firmly, "Tell me, the Moon God has existed in our lives right?"

"...Then you also know Jojo, right?"

"Well, I know, yesterday you cracked walnuts for her to eat."

Jiang Huai nodded vigorously: "Qin Shiyue has been fighting side by side with us, how could there be any mistake!"

Maybe it's the display of wisdom in adversity. The two looked at each other and came up with a very clever idea at the same time. Liang Yi casually picked up the remote control on the table and turned on the TV.

As he expected, there was no picture on the TV screen, only blurred snowflakes, and there was no response to pressing any button.

Jiang Huai moved his eyes to the laptop on the dining table, he went over and pressed the power button, and found that it was also pitch black.

In addition, all household appliances in the villa stopped working, as if they were just decorations.

Liang Yi was stunned for a long time. He thought that in this situation, the only explanation was that the environment he was in was not real.

"Jianghuai, could it be an illusion?"

"...Isn't that something that only appears in anime novels?"

"We've all had superpowers, and it's understandable."

"Ah... that's right." Jiang Huai stroked his chin seriously, "Do you have similar experiences, such as how to escape from the illusion?"

Liang Yi thought for a while, with a hesitant look on his face: "Destroy the illusion, and we can go out."

"You don't mean to burn the house down?"

"You are really my brother, understand me."

Jiang Huai coughed dryly: "Sounds like a method worth trying, although it's a bit desperate, but..."

But they all firmly believe that their experience in the universe is the reality, and everything they see at this moment is an illusion.Based on this foundation, it is imperative to break the illusion, and there is no choice.

"It's all fake, don't worry." Liang Yi comforted Jiang Huai. In fact, he was also muttering in his heart. He opened the drawer and found the lighter in his palm. After a long time, he suddenly remembered something, "By the way, wait a minute."

"Ok?"

He got up to the second floor, went straight to his former bedroom, and found a photo of himself and his father in front of the bedside table.

It was a group photo taken three years ago. In the photo, both father and son were smiling happily. There was still an inscription written by Liang's father on the back of the photo frame, and every stroke was powerful.

May Xiaoyi be able to be himself forever.

My father traveled overseas all year round for business, and my mother passed away early. This huge family business was supported by my father alone.He can understand it, because his father also understands him. He remembers that his father's favorite sentence at that time was "Xiao Yi, do what you want to do boldly, and the Liang Group will always be your most solid backing."

So even though the time for reunion was rare, he never had any estrangement with his father. It was just that he did not expect that aliens would invade and disasters struck. He dialed his father's number one evening, but he never got through.

still alive?my loved ones.

No one can give him an answer, but he would rather have a faint hope, hoping that one day they will meet again, and then he can proudly tell his father that he has learned to be strong and brave during the countless difficult days and nights when he was away from home. Love and be loved, the most important things.

"Unfortunately, this is in an illusion, and the photos cannot be taken away."

He often regrets that he didn't take the photos with him when he fled from home in a hurry, so now he doesn't even think about it.

Jiang Huai stared at Liang's father in the photo for a long time, and finally put his hand on Liang Yi's shoulder slowly, and said gently, "Don't be afraid, I will stay with you and never leave you."

"okay."

The two bowed deeply to the photo, and then used a lighter to ignite all the curtains and sheets in the villa.The moment the flame burst out was gorgeous and spectacular, and the scorching temperature spread rapidly. Liang Yi held Jiang Huai's hand tightly and retreated all the way to the end of the living room until he saw the misty light outside the window.

The colorful colors of the exclusive galaxy have faintly emerged.

【Sheng Zhiqing】

When Sheng Zhiqing woke up, he found that he was wearing his high school uniform and black gauze on his arms, sitting on the cold ground in front of his house.

A funeral car was parked not far away, and someone was carrying a corpse up on a stretcher.

The skinny body covered with a white cloth was his father who had just died.

After taking drugs for many years, he died in one day. There was no decent funeral, no relatives and friends to express condolences, nothing.

Sheng's mother was still wearing a brand-name dress, her makeup was exquisite, and there was no trace of sadness on her beautiful face, but a sense of relief in it.

She watched the funeral vehicle carrying her husband's body go away, she was silent for a long time, then she turned her head, there seemed to be a slight smile in her eyes.

"Zhiqing, he is dead, no one will disturb your study in the future."

This scene was a bit familiar, memory recalled for many years, Sheng Zhiqing recovered from the trance, and subconsciously gave the same answer as at that time: "Indeed, not only me, but you are also liberated."

"……what are you saying?"

"I overheard your conversation with Shao Wenjie last night."

Shao Wenjie is the name of Sheng's mother's lover, and they used to exist under the name of "warm and kind Uncle Shao". The underground relationship between the two lasted for about three years, and until today, it can finally be justified.

Last night, Sheng's mother quietly called Shao Wenjie outside the door to discuss about cremating Sheng's father and then leaving to settle in Canada.Shao Wenjie kept comforting her with soft words. He promised to treat her well for the rest of his life. The only requirement was that he could not take Sheng Zhiqing away with him. He didn't want children to be a burden.

This is also very normal, he only loves her, and he has no obligation to bring up children who are not related by blood. People are selfish and reasonable.

Sheng Zhiqing was able to understand at that time, and now he naturally understands even more. He looked at Sheng's mother's guilty expression for a moment, and just smiled, with a soothing tone: "You go, Shao Wenjie will take care of you, I believe that— —If I hadn’t dragged you down, maybe you should have gone abroad long ago, why bother to suffer these grievances.”

"But you..."

"I can live a good life myself. A man stands upright and has no scruples. It is related to your happiness for the rest of your life. Don't be indecisive."

He turned his back and felt her tremblingly stroking his hair. She didn't seem to expect that he accepted the reality so easily, without even saying a word of resentment.There was nowhere to put her apologies, and even her voice was a little crying for a while.

"Zhiqing, your Uncle Shao left a sum of money, enough for you to finish college."

"Okay, thank you."

"And... Mom loves you."

"I love you too."

But, no goodbyes.

The footsteps gradually faded away, and the scene ten years ago was repeated again, but it was no longer a 16-year-old boy who stayed where he was.

Sheng Zhiqing thought countless times that he might be doomed to be a cold-blooded and ruthless person, who never followed the light or was born to the warmth, and he would never learn to stay.

As everyone knows, he also longs for something to rely on, so that he doesn't have to walk alone in this dirty world, and no one cares about tears and laughter.

who cares.

He walked step by step into the dark room without light. He didn't know if it was an illusion at this moment, but he felt exhausted like a tide, and even his reason was swallowed up.

Where the back figure disappeared, there was a flash of white light.