I come from a parallel world

Gao Ran asked in a daze, "Which house?"

Something flashed in Cao Shiyuan's eyes, which seemed to be regret, and it was fleeting. He said the name of a foreign town, "My future home will be there."

Gao Ran unconsciously showed disappointment. The answer he wanted to hear was not this, but something else. As for which one, for a few seconds, he didn't even know it.

"Where's your diary? Can you show me."

Cao Shiyuan sat back, folded his hands on his chest, he remained silent, and looked over indifferently.

Gao Ran's scalp was numb from being watched, and he said casually, "Forget it if you can't."

Cao Shiyuan said, "It's burned."

Gao Ran stared at him in disbelief, "Fuck, I copied word by word, such a thick book, you burned it all?"

Cao Shiyuan closed his eyes and said, "It's meaningless."

Gao Ran hesitated to speak, he wanted to ask Cao Shiyuan a lot of questions, but he didn't know where to start, all of them were blocked in his throat, and he couldn't get a single question out.

Cao Shiyuan turned the hourglass next to him upside down and rubbed his fingertips, "Is there something wrong with Feng Bei?"

Gao Ran observed Cao Shiyuan calmly, trying to see some clues from his face, "He has been having nightmares recently."

Cao Shiyuan asked, "Nightmare?"

Gao Ran pursed his lips, "A desert."

Cao Shiyuan's facial muscles moved suddenly, and he lowered his head to peel the candy. When he realized it, he had already peeled more than a dozen candies, one of which was uneaten, and all of them were placed on the table.

Gao Ran pretended not to notice his abnormality, and said half-jokingly, "You peeled so much, playing with it as glass beads?"

Cao Shiyuan suddenly grabbed Gao Ran's wrist, "Follow me."

Gao Ran didn't struggle, he desperately needed someone to solve the mystery in his heart.

Cao Shiyuan took Gao Ran to that small town, his so-called future home.

As soon as Gao Ran stepped through the door, he had a strangely familiar feeling. I've been here before, no, I haven't been here, this is the first time.

Cao Shiyuan put his hands|inserted||in his coat pockets, and looked at Gao Ran without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

Gao Ran wandered around inside and out, and the familiar feeling didn't diminish, but became more intense. Just when he was frightened by a certain guess in his heart and stiffened, he suddenly heard a sigh.

He couldn't help turning his head, and saw Cao Shiyuan's eyes had a kind of helplessness to surrender to fate.

Cao Shiyuan took one hand out of his pocket and waved to the young man in the room, with no emotion in his voice, "Come out, I'll send you back to City A."

Gao Ranhuan was sitting in the living room with a table and chairs, subconsciously showing reluctance, and walked towards Cao Shiyuan, "Who designed this house? The style is very warm and a bit plain, not like your style."

Cao Shiyuan didn't seem to see his temptation, "A master."

Gao Ran smiled and said, "Introduce me, when I have money to buy a house, I will also..."

Cao Shiyuan interrupted him, "We'll talk about it after you buy it."

"..."

Gao Ranchu refused to leave at the entrance, "When will you be back?"

Cao Shiyuan said, "When you broke up with Feng Bei."

Gao Ran patted him on the shoulder, "It seems that I will never see you again in this life, take care."

Cao Shiyuan tightened his hand holding the key, and the slowness on his face faded at the same time, replaced by a terrible hostility, and he cursed, "Damn, don't talk nonsense!"

Gao Ran gasped in surprise, this was the first time he heard Cao Shiyuan swear, he sneered, "Why, such a big reaction."

Cao Shiyuan said hoarsely, "Your life is still long."

Gao Ran understood what he was thinking, and was a little moved, "I know, it will be a lifetime, and when you are with friends, remember to contact me when you have time. After staying abroad for a long time, if you are bored, you can go back to China and have a chat with me over tea."

Cao Shiyuan's expression was strange, "Friend?"

Gao Ran was surprised, "Isn't it?"

"Friend..." Cao Shiyuan put those two words on the tip of his tongue and savored them, a little astringent, more of a fresh taste, an unexpected surprise, "Yes, we are friends."

He stretched out his hand, "Hello, my name is Cao Shiyuan."

Gao Ran looked at the slender and fair hand in front of him, and moved his gaze upwards to see a smiling face, and the fox's eyes were also full of smiles, there was no calculation, nothing at all, there was something very gentle about it.

"Hello, Gao Ran."

From the moment Feng Bei knew that Gao Ran was taken away by the Cao family, he began to fidget, drink water and knock over the water glass, light a cigarette and almost burn his eyebrows, he has not had a good rest these days, and has been troubled by weird dreams , he was already very anxious, and now that it happened again, it was undoubtedly a torture for him.

Gao Ran returned to City A around ten o'clock in the evening, and as soon as he got his mobile phone back, he called Feng Bei to report that he was safe.

Mr. Cao watched clearly from the side, and when the young man coaxed the person on the other end of the phone in a childlike tone and put the phone back in his pocket, he said, "Thank you, little friend."

Gao Ran felt that the old man's thank you was inexplicable, "I didn't do anything."

Mr. Cao took out the check he had prepared and handed it over.

Gao Ran didn't answer, and the bloody plot that the prince's father asked Cinderella to stay away from his son popped up in his mind, and he ended up with a check.

Mr. Cao said, "The salary of the police is very low. I can tell you clearly that based on your family's situation, if you want to buy a house in this city and settle down, there is no hope for ten years."

With the huge financial resources of the Cao family, the wages in any industry are low in the eyes of Mr. Cao.

Gao Ran frowned, with disgust written on his face.

"You policemen, your life is at stake. Maybe you worked hard to save money to buy a house, but you ended up living in it. It may also be that you have been saving money. If you don't have a good day, your life will be gone. I think, There are shortcuts to take, life is too short, face and self-esteem can be put aside."

Mr. Cao said something earnest and earnest, then stuffed the check into his hand, "Live a good life."

Gao Ran stood on the street in a daze holding a huge check.

Feng Bei received Gao Ran's call and hurried home to wait for him. On the way, he found that he had forgotten the water cup. He turned the steering wheel with trembling hands, his breathing was unbearably short of breath, until he bought mineral water in a nearby supermarket and held it tightly. Only then slowly stopped trembling.

Gao Ran didn't lie to Feng Bei, he told all about what happened in the afternoon, and promised not to hide it from now on.

"Shiqiao told me that Cao Shiyuan resigned." Feng Bei's tone was very surprised, "Although I don't want to see him, I really thought he had strong faith and would retire." Not when he was in his prime leave.

Gao Ran said, "He is the only heir to the Cao family, and he continues to be a policeman. Where can the old man find someone to take over the family business?"

Feng Bei didn't think that was the reason. If Cao Shiyuan had taken his family's property seriously, he wouldn't have stayed in this industry for nearly ten years. Leaving now seemed like he had finally let go of the things he had struggled with for many years and wanted to change his life.

Gao Ran saw the tiredness between the man's brows, and the interest in chatting suddenly disappeared, "Brother Xiaobei, stop talking, let's go to sleep."

Feng Bei reported to the leader, "I don't want to take a bath, and I don't want to wash my face, feet, and ass."

The senior leader was speechless.

Feng Bei buried his heavy body under the bed quilt, and let the leader of his family take off his coat. While complaining, he fetched water to wipe his hands and face, and he let out a sigh from his throat, happiness.

At two o'clock in the morning, Gao Ran woke up from the cold. He found that his limbs were cold, and all the quilts on his body fell to the ground, and he was a little dazed for a while.

Gao Ran's sleeping posture is not good. He not only changes positions randomly, but also kicks the quilt while sleeping. Usually Feng Bei will hold him in his arms, and the quilt and people are very honest.

Apparently it didn't matter tonight.

Gao Ran dragged the quilt to the bed and shook it off, the movement of his hands suddenly stopped, and the next moment he turned his head to look at the man lying beside him, "Brother Xiaobei?"

Feng Bei's dry thin lips kept opening and closing. He was talking in his sleep, his expression frightened and frantic, his arms were still waving in mid-air, trying to grab something, and he was at a loss.

Gao Ran put his ear close to the man's mouth, and vaguely heard him say intermittently, "Ran Ran... Ran Ran..."

"I'm here." Gao Ran touched the man's forehead, covered in sweat, he turned on the bedside lamp and repeated, "I'm here."

Feng Bei opened his eyes suddenly, dripping with sweat.

Gao Ran happened to be lying on top of the man, seeing the pain and despair in his eyes clearly, his heart ached, "Brother Xiao Bei."

Feng Bei's body trembled violently, and his slack pupils became focused little by little. He hugged Gao Ran tightly, his breath was heavy, and his whole body was hot.

Gao Ran was obediently tightened by him, and he patted his sweaty back soothingly, "What's wrong?"

Feng Bei's heart was beating so fast that it hurt a little. He rubbed his wet face against the young man's neck, and said hoarsely, "I dreamed about you...it was just a dream."

Gao Ran subconsciously didn't want to ask, he stroked the man's short hair, "It's okay, it's just a dream, it's okay."

Feng Bei fished Gao Ran to his chest, and eagerly pursued his lips.

After more than an hour, Feng Bei finally calmed down. He leaned against the bedside to smoke a cigarette, the wrinkles between his brows unfolded, and were replaced by a feeling of satisfaction.

Gao Ran buried his face in the pillow and hummed, "My waist is broken."

Hearing this, Feng Bei put the cigarette in his mouth, and pinched him with two wide palms, one left and one right, "You, you have a good mouth, so if you really want to, stop cooking immediately."

Gao Ran turned his head to the side, "Did you dislike it?"

Feng Beitiao laughed, "How dare I."

Gao Ran's eyelids were a little itchy, and he wiped the sweat on the pillow, "Give me a sip."

Feng Bei held a cigarette between his lips and handed it to his lips, "Let's go, go take a shower."

Gao Ran moved his mouth to take a puff of cigarette, and blew out smoke rings with his eyes closed, "You go first, I'll lie down for a while."

As soon as the bathroom door was closed, the smile on Gao Ran's face disappeared.

Feng Bei has always been short of love and insecure, but it was especially serious tonight. He was always in a state of madness when he was playing with him. He wanted to kill him. It was not an exaggeration, but he really wanted him to die, and then committed suicide. He didn't want to live up.

Something is wrong, something is too wrong, Gao Ran wiped his face with cold sweat.

Five years apart, five years of persistence, finally a showdown with the family, the most difficult hurdle has been passed, Gao Ran's future is closely related to Feng Bei, no matter what happens, he will not give up, nor will he allow Feng Bei North gives up.

There is nothing serious except death, Gao Ran comforted himself.

As soon as the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, Gao Ran poked his head out of the bed immediately, "Brother Bei, tell me, what exactly did you dream about."

Feng Bei's movement of wiping his hair froze, he raised his eyes, and cast a look, don't you want to know?

Gao Ran pouted, "I want to know again now."

Feng Bei didn't speak.

Gao Ran's old waist was about to fail, he slowly lifted the quilt and sat up, as if he was about to hold a family meeting.

Feng Bei's eyelids twitched, he threw away the towel, and took a few strides to wrap the person in a quilt, "I dreamed that I was walking in the desert, walking all the time."

Gao Ran asked, "And then?"

Feng Bei said, "Then I couldn't walk anymore, I was tired."

Gao Ran didn't speak this time, and listened quietly.

Feng Bei's throat rolled, "I want to take a break, but I can't control my body, and I don't know what I want to do."

Gao Ran said, "Just like that?"

Impossible, if it's just like this, I won't tremble with fear.

Feng Bei closed his eyes, "I fell down, but I still didn't rest, my body numbly crawled forward, and then...then a sandstorm broke out, and I was buried in the sand. There was a black thing in the distance, I crawled over and picked it up with my hands, and found it was hair, I..."

He paused for a while, "I picked a corpse out of the sand."

Gao Ran asked for a while, "Is it me?"

Feng Bei didn't make a sound, the corpse was mutilated and highly decomposed, but he recognized it as Gao Ran at a glance, and then he woke up with a start.

"No wonder it scares you like this."

Gao Ran breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and he kissed the man's wet hair, tenderly like a big brother, "Good boy, dreams and reality are the opposite, don't be afraid."

Feng Bei's heart warmed, "You treat your man as a three-year-old child."

Gao Ran hugged the man's back and withdrew his strength, this dream was very strange.

Desert, sand, water, these two eccentricities involving Feng Bei, it can't be such a coincidence, it's hard not to draw attention.

Gao Ran believes that he can think of this, and so can Feng Bei.

Feng Bei is trying to get back that missing memory, maybe he prefers to maintain the status quo and doesn't want to change, because there are many unknowns and variables, but he can't control it.

Fang Ruyi's words irritated Feng Bei. He had indeed suspected it a long time ago, but he just didn't want to face it. Now he had no way to escape.

Gao Ran gave Feng Bei the check, and he asked for leave to fly to the small town, wanting to tell Cao Shiyuan about Feng Bei's dream. He didn't know why, but he just wanted to do that.

If you think about it, there is an answer, that is, Gao Ran thinks that Cao Shiyuan knows him, or another him, Cao Shiyuan has something he wants to know, but for some reason he didn't reveal it.

Gao Ran found the house with better memory, and found the door was locked. He surveyed the door for a while, and came to a conclusion that Cao Shiyuan didn't go out, happened to be away from home, but didn't live here, and slandered him. lie.

Xiao Dao Gao Ran couldn't go, and he didn't inquire about it. He had a vague feeling that Cao Shiyuan was gone.

Maybe see you again someday, maybe never see you again.

The second time Gao Ran saw the man named Song Min was in a breakfast shop.

He was buying breakfast for a group of people in the office, and was looking for change in his wallet. When he looked up, he saw Song Min, followed by a big bear, lying lazily and bonelessly on his back.

There were people pointing around, but the big bear turned a blind eye, and so did his master, who didn't take it seriously.

Gao Ran was envious and amazed, being able to break free from the mundane world was a very high level. He and Feng Bei couldn't do it at the moment. They were ordinary people with ordinary lives and ordinary social circles.

Song Min and Wei Shijin seem to be people outside this world, and they seem to be unfettered by human emotions, and they don't pay attention to anyone.

Gao Ran was stunned by his own conjecture. He didn't come back to his senses until the little boss called out, grabbed the change and handed it over, and walked out of the shop early with both hands.

"Uncle, I don't drink soy milk, don't buy it for me."

"I originally bought it for myself. You can buy what you want to eat."

"Without mine? How sad."

"..."

The conversation between the two fell into Gao Ran's ears. He glanced at him strangely. Aren't they both 35 years old?Why does one call the other uncle?

Wei Shijin glanced at Gao Ran, with an expression that he just saw. He showed his white teeth, looking like a gentleman, "It's you, Comrade Police."

"Hello, Mr. Wei." Gao Ran was called on, so he could only greet with a smile, "Mr. Song."

Song Min raised his head.

Wei Shijin raised his eyebrows, "I still owe money to the police comrade, 75, right, uncle, give me the money."

Song Min threw the wallet into his hand.

Gao Ran waved his hand and said, "Forget it, there is no need to pay it back."

Thanks to them, the police were able to obtain what Jiang Xiang left behind during his lifetime.

Wei Shijin's amorous peach blossom eyes narrowed, and he said with a smile, "Uncle, it seems that my charm is still the same as before."

Song Min felt ashamed and pretended not to know her.

Wei Shijin hooked Song Min's neck and said something, and the corners of Song Min's pursed lips moved slightly, forming a very shallow arc.

Gao Ran became more and more convinced that among the two, Wei Shijin was the one who took the initiative, because Song Min was like a dull old man who saw through the world, and it was Wei Shijin who gave him the smell of fireworks.

Seeing someone's gaze sweeping towards him, Gao Ran went up to meet him. Seeing that it was Song Min, his four eyes met. After two seconds, the former withdrew his gaze while the latter was at a loss.

As soon as Gao Ran arrived at the bureau, he saw Feng Bei coming out with the people from the bureau, walking in a hurry.

"Xiao Gao, follow up."

"Breakfast anywhere."

"I heard a brief description from the persistent policeman. The scene is very heavy, and breakfast is probably unnecessary."

Gao Ran hurriedly left his breakfast, took out his ID and put it around his neck, and ran to catch up with the large army.

A group of people rushed to the scene and saw the bloody scene in the hut, with acid water bubbling from their empty stomachs.

The corpse was hung under an electric fan with its hands bound. It was bloody. There was a large pool of blood on the ground, and some pieces of meat were scattered on it. It was peeled off from the calf and was in the form of flakes.

In addition, there are traces of cruel|round|||violent|violence on the corpse.

For some reason, when Gao Ran saw the corpse, his muscles were tense, his calf conditioned to reflex severe pain, his body convulsed unconsciously, but others couldn't see it.

But Feng Bei's reaction was too obvious, he clenched his fists, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was extremely ferocious, and his whole body was shaking.

Zhao Sihai, who was closest to him, tied his tongue, "Seal, seal the team?"

A fishy sweetness gushed out of Feng Bei's throat, he staggered, and fell straight to the ground.

Everyone was shocked.