attack stream of life

Qingchuan had a splitting headache. He rubbed his temples and opened his eyes. His eyes were a little sore, and he forced a little tear. It took him a long time to see clearly where he was.

This is not his room, there is an unknown fragrance in the air.

He was still wearing yesterday's shirt and trousers, and he smelled strongly of alcohol. He felt that his body was covered with sticky alcohol, mixed with all kinds of messy and inexplicable smells, and he almost vomited out of nausea after sniffing it.

"What's the situation?" After drinking for a while, all he can remember is that he was too drunk last night, and he seemed to be fighting with others.

Fight dance?

It's crazy, it sounds like a fantasy, how could he dance with others?

Tsk, I was careless, I didn't expect my drinking capacity to be so bad in this life.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and a director Zhang Da with a bruised nose and a swollen face came out. Qing Chuan was almost happy when he saw it, with a sullen face, he asked sympathetically, "Didn't the family feel peaceful yesterday?"

Although it's a bit deserving of being beaten at a bar, my sister-in-law is too good at finding a place to start, and if she wants to be beaten, she will be hit on the body, how can she be hit in the face?With his face like this, he couldn't get out the door.It should be hitting places that can't be seen on the body.

"What's the matter with your sister-in-law?"

"Eh? Who did that?"

"Who did it? You did it!" Director Zhang felt aggrieved when he thought of yesterday's scene, "I worked so hard to get you out of the crowd, but I didn't find the key to your house, so I took it with you first." Go back to my guest room. Just to change your clothes, look, what did you beat me into? Ah, look, is this still a human face?"

One eye circle is blue, the chin and nose are purple, and the cheek seems to be swollen around.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. What happened yesterday? Why did I remember that I drank a few glasses of wine, and then vaguely seemed to go to dance on stage..." Facing this face, Qing Chuan felt guilty.

In fact, the attack is still relatively light, otherwise, the nose is bruised and the face is swollen, and the nasal bone is broken. Qing Chuan is not completely ignorant of his own strength.

"Didn't you just go dancing? You can just dance, the way you dance..." Director Zhang touched his nose uncomfortably, "Anyway, don't get drunk outside in the future. No, don't drink in the future Alright, the alcoholic is innocent. When you get drunk, it’s like a different person. It’s too wild, and I can’t get used to it. In the future, if someone invites you to drink, you will say that you are allergic to alcohol.”

"Stop drinking, my head still hurts right now. Brother Zhang, are you okay? I'm really sorry, it's not serious."

"Forget it, I'm also responsible. If I knew you wouldn't drink, I'd order some drinks. I wouldn't be that drunk."

Director Zhang touched his cheek, screaming in pain, "You didn't see, those people can't wait to put you on the stage and do it directly. You snatched it out? Who knew it was chaotic at that time, I lost your coat and couldn't find the key."

"How can you be so exaggerated?" Qing Chuan didn't believe it at all, "But thank you Brother Zhang. Fortunately, nothing happened. I didn't know that I was so drunk before, and now my mind is still a mess. Yes Oh, was there a gentleman who didn’t talk very well yesterday? I remember someone kept shouting “Daluzai Daluzai” all the time.”

"Oh, you're talking about Du Qitai. I didn't pay attention to him afterwards. It shouldn't matter. You didn't quarrel or fight. Although he has a bit of a bad temper, he usually regards himself as a gentleman, not the kind of villain who secretly hides. I won't bother you because of this contradiction, so don't worry about it...By the way, who is Xiaoge?"

Qing Chuan: "What little Ge?"

"Yesterday you called this name for a long time in a dream. Is it the girl you like?"

"...Really? I don't know."

Qingchuan didn't stay in Zhang's house for a long time, he went home after drinking some hot water, and opened the door with the spare key under the door mat. Come alive again.

After that, I endured the hunger and cooked a bowl of noodles for myself, filling my stomach that had been empty all night before I was in the mood to recall the details of last night.

In fact, he can't remember clearly, it's a bit vague, he vaguely remembers that he drank a lot of wine, and then someone provoked him, and he seemed to be dancing on stage, what happened after that?Why does it smell like wine?Who accidentally spilled the wine on him?

He wanted to find the system at first, but the system went to watch TV dramas yesterday, and he didn't know what to ask.

It has always been very reassuring about the strength of its host, and recently it has become a bit unscrupulous.Qing Chuan also loves it, the system doesn't talk about it when it's so out of tune, it just makes it watch less TV dramas, it's not smart at all, what if it's even more stupid?

I really can't drink anymore.

Qing Chuan hates such uncontrollable things, no matter how small.

It was only when I suddenly became prone to drunkenness that I realized that alcohol is indeed a bad thing, drunkenness is second, and the worst thing is that I can't control myself, and I am completely unconscious, which is terrible.In the future, unless you are in an absolutely safe place, you can avoid touching alcohol, or you should not touch it.

Later, when someone asked him out for a drink, Qing Chuan really never responded.

You can drink tea and eat, but you can't drink alcohol. If you have a drunk body, don't try to force him if you don't want to be demolished. No one will lose face.

After a long time, this page has been turned, but Qing Chuan was surprised to see the person who danced (?) with him that day at a party, the young man from the Du family that Zhang Concubine said he could not offend. Overlord.

This was a group blind date banquet, Qing Chuan was dragged over by kind seniors in a daze, only to find out that it was a blind date banquet when he arrived, there must be twenty or thirty single men and women, if they were right, they would slide to the dance floor to have fun.

And the elders who organized the party were laughing at the side.

Qingchuan didn't intend to provoke, and hid early on the small balcony.

This small balcony has windows, and when the curtains are drawn, the young men and women flooded with hormones cannot see him on the balcony.Holding a stack of snacks in his hand, he leaned against the railing to enjoy this rare time alone.

Suddenly there was the sound of the door being opened behind him.

"So you are here."

Qing Chuan looked back, the door was closed again, and a gentle young man with a typical mixed-race face came over. He was dressed in a very strict manner, even wearing a three-piece suit and a handkerchief.A golden unilateral glasses are worn in the deep eye sockets, and a thin gold chain hangs down, showing an indescribably elegant British taste.

He held a wine glass in his hand, which contained light amber wine, which was sweet and fragrant.

"Hmm... sorry?" Qing Chuan felt familiar, but couldn't remember it.

"My name is Du Qitai. We met once, in that bar."

As soon as Qing Chuan said this, he remembered, "It turns out that it is Mr. Du, it is better to see once than to hear a hundred times." His lips curled up in a very polite and sarcasm arc.

"No, I apologize for my rudeness that day. There is nothing wrong with you. It is my preconception that you are a flatterer."

Du Qitai moved closer to Qingchuan, but kept an appropriate distance of one meter away, "Actually, it was my friend who told me that a person tried to get close to my cousin and was disrespectful to my cousin, which made me lose my sense of proportion and acted disrespectfully." thing."

"Your cousin?"

"Yes, she is your loyal reader. She follows every article and often writes to you. It is the girl who just asked you to sign."

Qing Chuan thought of that shy girl who wanted to invite him to dance, but was declined by herself, and finally just asked for an autograph.

"I think there is some misunderstanding between us. I will not develop relationships with readers beyond words. Your idea is an insult to me as a literary creator."

Qingchuan said seriously, "Although I can understand your love for your sister as a brother, but you have no right to speak without investigation. This is the first time I saw your sister, and I didn't use any means to maliciously tease the little girl. Any It’s better to understand things first.”

"I'm very sorry."

His attitude of admitting mistakes is so good, Qingchuan is not as angry as Xiaojiazi and keeps holding on.Besides, as an older brother, he can also understand the idea of ​​being afraid that a bastard will abduct his sister.

"I accept your apology."

I thought it was over here, but this Mr. Du didn't leave. He approached him again and asked him, "What does Mr. Gu think of my cousin?"

"You don't have to test me, I really have no idea about your sister."

"Mr. Gu misunderstood. I'm just curious what kind of girl Mr. Gu likes. Go back so that she can give up her heart."

"This has nothing to do with you, Mr. Du."

"If my sister doesn't like it, what do you think of my brother?"

Qing Chuan was stunned for a moment, and didn't react at the first moment, but when he did, the expression on his face was so simple, it wasn't enough to describe that kind of astonishment.

He took two steps back subconsciously, and laughed dryly, "Mr. Du, please don't make such a joke, it's not funny at all."

However, Du Qitai did not have that kind of joke on his face. He looked at Qingchuan seriously, "You have no experience, and you don't have anyone close to you. When others introduce girls to you, you keep rejecting them. If a girl If the child doesn't like it, why don't you try another boy? I think I'm young, handsome and rich, so I can barely be considered a good partner, what do you think?"

"No problem, I have someone." Qing Chuan still has some experience in rejecting people, and he finished it without delay.

"Who?"

"I don't think you need to tell you about this kind of thing? After all, we don't get along well, Mr. Du. "

His expression remained unchanged, his fingers rubbed against the wall of the wine glass, "I have no chance?"

"No."

He was especially unwilling, "Is it because I came late? How can you be sure that it is right, and the later one is wrong? You sentenced me to death without even trying. There is no one around you, it's just a refusal My excuse?"

Qing Chuan shook his head, he thought of Wei Ge, and smiled involuntarily, "Is it your excuse that you should be able to see it. Besides, this is my private matter, I don't need to report to anyone, what do you think, Mr. Du?"

"Is that person nice? What do you love about her? Maybe you love her, I have everything and more." His voice was slightly raised, but he still restrained, "Please tell me, even if it is to make me give up .”

"He has many good qualities, but I love the way he loves me so much that he can't help himself."

Qingchuan's reasons are amazing and interesting.Not for appearance, fame and fortune, but because the other party loves him deeply and cannot extricate himself from loving him.

"Loving someone is easy to say, but once combined with reality, there will be many unavoidable things. I never like to wrong myself, and I will not allow others to wrong me in the name of love. If you can't do it, don't make things difficult own."

"Gu...Gu Yansheng, how do you know I can't?"

"We have nothing to say, Mr. Du, you are a good person, but we are not suitable. Go back and have a good sleep, just pretend that we have never met."

Speaking of Qingchuan, he was about to leave, but Du Qitai wanted to stop him.Qing Chuan just stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Let's return to reality."

Du Qitai was stunned for a moment, Qing Chuan just left.He stood for a long time, and it took him a while to find his reason.He didn't pursue it, that sentence was all his courage, and in this age, with such an identity, he did have many scruples.

It's rare to be crazy, but it's just a drunk, the opponent has already woken up, and there is only one person left drinking cold wine in the corner.

Qing Chuan left early, the admiration of outsiders did not affect his heart, but it aroused some misses for someone.

He fell asleep early that night. After finishing today's study, it should be a reassuring darkness, but a cloud of fog appeared in front of his eyes.

Qingchuan clearly knew that he was dreaming.As the level of mental strength became deeper and deeper, he had stronger self-control, so he immediately knew that this place was not reality, but his own dream.Dreams are subconscious responses, so what is his subconscious trying to tell him?

He found himself standing in a dark forest, it was night and there was no light to be seen.Maybe there was light, but it was blocked by layers of tree canopies, the air was humid and cold, and every breath I blew turned into white mist.

The furry slippers stepped on the branches and leaves, making a rustling sound. It was a bit cold outside, but it didn't feel very unbearable.Qing Chuan seemed to hear some sound, he walked towards that place slowly, the movement was very light.

Behind a small bush, Qingchuan saw a man using a shovel to shovel the floating soil into a shallow pit. The man was wearing ancient clothes and had a small cart beside him.Although there is only one figure from the back, it is surprisingly familiar.

That's when the man turned around.

"?!"

Qing Chuan's eyes widened, he didn't expect to see 'myself'.That was the first world, when I buried the body of Jin Dagui by myself.If there is no secret book given by the other party, it would be several times more difficult for Qingchuan to move forward, so it is no problem to call him a nobleman.

So what's going on now?

The night was cold, so he wrapped himself in pajamas and crouched in the bushes to watch the whole scene silently until he left.

Then wait for the development of God to unfold next. After all, it is a dream, with all kinds of brain holes, and it is more imaginative than his writing.

However, the dense fog quickly gathered again until a beam of skylight pierced the fog, and a quiet and peaceful village appeared in front of him. He lowered his head on a tree more than ten meters high, hey, what a coincidence.

Not far away, the one who was held against the wall with his collar slipped was not Wei Ge in his youth?

I miss him so much, his eyes are round and sparkling, and he looks at the person who is holding him with some fear, which is 'Qingchuan', like a little puppy who wreaks havoc and was discovered by his master, pitifully shrinking his paws, revealing a pair of watery eyes. Barking dog eyes.

The conversation over there has reached a certain stage, 'Qing Chuan' suddenly moved closer to the poor little milk dog, his face was almost close to his face, and his breath was blowing on the other's face.Qing Chuan saw 'myself' whispering in Wei Ge's ear with an evil expression.

The little milk dog shrinks his neck, shrinks again, carefully peeks at 'Qingchuan', his face slowly turns red like a ripe tomato, and there is attachment and longing in his bright eyes that he doesn't understand.

What a familiar look.

When Wei Ge saw him, stars would twinkle in his eyes, and every time he twinkled, it was an unspoken 'I love you'.Every unspoken "I love you" turned into a grain of glittering gravel and hid in Qingchuan's heart, accumulating over time, it piled up into a mountain.

To be looked at with such eyes is addictive.

Qing Chuan squatted on the tree with his face in his hand, really missed him a little bit.

The fog gathered again, and he waited for the third scene, but after that it was dark, without the third dream fragment.

Qing Chuan woke up, he went to the kitchen to heat himself a glass of milk, thoughtful.

He still doesn't understand, the first scene is about burying the body by himself, and the second scene is about the first contact between himself and Wei Ge. Is there any connection between the two?Or are they just two fragments that came together by accident and have nothing to do with each other?

He can understand dreaming about Wei Ge, he just thought about it during the day, and it is not uncommon to dream about it.But why did he dream of burying the Jin Guiren's corpse and erecting a monument?He didn't think about it during the day. Although he was very grateful, he really didn't have the habit of taking out his kindness from time to time.

What was his subconscious trying to tell him?

"Brother, are you still asleep?"

A little mouse with a guilty expression came in from outside the door.

Qing Chuan looked at her, pointed to the clock with his finger, "What time is it?"

Gu Xiaomei smiled very obsequiously, with her hands behind her back unnaturally, and there was a trace of milk tea on her white skirt, "Brother, don't tell Mom, I just went out for a walk with my classmates and came back after watching a movie. "

"Student?" Qing Chuan's voice suddenly raised, full of doubts.

"Girl, it's my best friend. Didn't you come to our house to play? You know him too. We just walked around the snack street, and we just mentioned that there was a movie recently, so we went to see it. Did nothing, I swear."

Qing Chuan doesn't lose his temper very much, but Gu Xiaomei is very afraid of him, perhaps because of his elder brother's majesty.

"Oh." Qing Chuan nodded, the little girl thought this was a pass, but he added the next half of the sentence, "I don't believe it."

"Brother~~"

Qing Chuan watched her toss with a smile, held the milk cup in one hand, stretched out the other hand, and hooked his fingers, "Take out the things behind the back and let me have a look, maybe I will believe it."

The little girl felt frustrated, and handed over the things dejectedly. It was a fluffy doll, holding a red love heart in her hand, and there was a line of small characters on it, which was a modern love poem. It's a gift from a girl to a girlfriend.

"How long have you been dating? Are you a classmate in school or acquaintance outside? What are you doing?" Qing Chuan squinted his eyes at this ugly little doll, a kind of instinctive repulsion as a big brother locked on the unknown boy through the doll /man.

If the other party is an adult... Qing Chuan glanced at his 16-year-old girl, heh, kill him.

The little girl knows that she can't hide. If she doesn't tell her, the elder brother will find out by herself, and her death will be even worse. It's better to confess and be lenient, "I confess, don't be angry brother. She is a classmate in our class, the monitor of our class..." She The voice is getting lower and lower.

The younger sister came to the house for a party on her birthday, and Qing Chuan thought, oh, it was that one.More than handsome, with good grades, from a middle-class family, not very talkative, but seems to have a good personality.

Thinking of this, his expression softened a little, and he returned the doll to the eager little girl, "Dating is fine, but restricted-level contact is not allowed, and grades can't be lost. If you make any mistakes, you know."

The little girl blushed and nodded while hugging the doll, "Understood bro."

Seeing her jumping up and down happily and preparing to go back to her room, Qing Chuan reminded her, "Be quiet, Grandma is asleep."

"Ah."

"By the way, how did you develop? He confesses first, you confess first?"

"Brother, good gossip, okay, it's me, I'll go first. I've always liked him for no reason, and it's not a no-brainer. Do you remember that I was rescued when I was a child? In fact, that person was the squad leader. Although I have recognized him It's terrible, but I feel kind to him when I see him. Do you think it's fate? All love at first sight is actually predestined!" The little girl had a sweet face, laughed twice and tiptoed back to the room.

Destined?

A bolt of lightning streaked across the dark night sky.

"I've heard a rumor that the person I buried for in this life will be my lover in the next life..."

Qing Chuan's milk cup fell to the ground, and the milk spilled all over the floor.

is that a lie?