【Rebirth】Late Cool

The decoration of the living room is very warm, the gray sofa is wide and soft, more than enough to accommodate two grown men, there are a few pink and white plum blossoms in the center of the coffee table, surrounded by colorful snacks, revealing a childish disharmony feel.

After Zhou Xiangwan finished speaking, his mouth was dry, and he grabbed a can of Wangzai milk and poured it down his throat. Seeing Wu Liang staring at the coffee table the whole time, he thought he wanted a snack, so he persuaded him earnestly: "The doctor said you It’s best not to eat indiscriminately, but if you really want to eat, give me a kiss and I’ll give you the snacks, but you can’t eat too much, you know.”

Wu Liang, who never liked to eat snacks, suddenly understood who made these snacks.He thought, this place is really full of traces of two people living together.

Zhou Xiangwan usually tries to figure out Wu Liang's micro-expressions when he has nothing to do. He finds that the more turbulent Wu Liang is in his heart, the calmer his face will be. Apart from being very bad at handling intimate relationships, he can almost hang on Zhang's calm and unfathomable classic expression handles all crisis incidents.

In other words, he is very capable of carrying things, even if he is about to fall down in a second.This stinking problem has healed a lot under Zhou Xiangwan's skinless and faceless soft and hard soaking in the past, but once he returned to the pre-liberation, it turned into a seamless eggshell again.

"What are you thinking, talk to me." Zhou Xiangwan sat closer to Wu Liang, couldn't help but grabbed his hand hidden in the blanket, only to realize that Wu Liang's hand had been clenched for some time. At the corner of his clothes, the cotton fabric was pinched and crumpled.

His heart was slightly sour, and finally he couldn't help but hugged her into his arms and kissed him again and again.

Wu Liang seemed to have just regained consciousness, he straightened his waist, and tapped the sofa three times with his index finger.That was his gesture to start thinking.

He would not doubt Zhou Xiangwan because his words were so strange and chaotic that they exceeded his three views. The first thing he considered was whether there were any inconsistencies or inconsistencies in his words. But the details are reasonable and true, and it can be completely justified.

The reality he is in also proves this point.So, if it's true, he's dead, so what is he now?

"If it is said that I am already dead," Wu Liang said, "Then do I count as, how should I say, Duoshe?"

Zhou Xiangwan thought that Wu Liang's speech really hit the nail on the head, bringing the conflict between the two of them to the fore.

He sighed, and said leisurely: "If you think this way, then I kissed you just now, is it considered cheating? You won't be able to live through that day, you know."

"Let's analyze and analyze together. First, let's assume that our souls have returned to the past, but you know there is a very classic space-time paradox?"

Wu Liang said: "You will never be able to go back in time and kill your grandmother."

Zhou Xiangwan nodded and said: "Yes, in the future, if we want to achieve the achievement of going back to the past, our death must be the premise. But from the moment we are reborn, the future cannot go on the original track. There will be different places. So hypothesis 2027 does not exist. Then we look at hypothesis 2017, parallel universe theory, that is to say, after the death of Zhou Xiangwan in [-], his soul traveled through space turbulence and attached to a parallel universe in [-] Zhou Xiangwan's body. At first I thought it was like this, but your situation has broken this perception again."

"A matter of probability," Wu Liang tapped his index finger three more times, "the probability of the existence of parallel universes, the probability of the existence of souls, and why it is just the two of us. The probability is so small that it is almost impossible."

"Well, if I count it as a low-probability event, and you are added, this matter will be a bit weird. If everyone is like this, the world will be messed up?" Zhou Xiangwan cleared his overloaded throat, He said in a hoarse voice, "So Hypothesis [-] is not convincing either."

There was a moment of silence between the two of them.

For some reason, Wu Liang felt very uncomfortable by Zhou Xiangwan's voice, which seemed to be ground by sandpaper. He raised his hand and touched his Adam's apple lightly: "Meimei, don't talk, you are almost healed. ..."

"Huh?" Zhou Xiangwan's eyes sank with dry mouth and tongue: "Wait, what did you call me just now?"

Wu Liang blinked in a daze, as if he couldn't understand what he said just now.

Zhou Xiangwan's excited eyes lit up: "I suddenly have a reasonable hypothesis."

He opened the back of his hand, his hands were well-articulated, they were hands full of strength, but on the little finger was aggrievedly put a small and exquisite plain silver ring, the style was abrupt, but it was tightly stitched above the first knuckle.

"Look at my ring, do you remember anything?"

Wu Liang took it for granted and said, "This is my ring."

Zhou Xiangwan retracted his fingers again and said: "What you gave me is mine, ahem, I mean, in the previous life, the only ring we met, when you had an accident, you held it in your hand, I had it on my hand when I died."

Seeing that Wu Liang was in low spirits, he didn't try to trick him, "I think we can refer to the principle of quantum entanglement. If our memory is compared to two particles that have a long-distance induction, this ring is the invisible medium."

In order to keep Zhou Xiangwan from talking less, Wu Liang struggled to keep up with his unconstrained thinking rhythm: "The premise of your words is that the existence of memory is a kind of energy fluctuation, right? This ring has the ability to transmit memory. function, grafting my memory in another time and space onto me in this world."

"I think grafting is not suitable. It should be more accurate to use influence," Zhou Xiangwan corrected, "It's like I was less affected and you were more affected, causing your original memory to be suppressed, but yours Subconsciously, you still love me very much, otherwise, your beautiful voice would be unreasonable."

Wu Liang pinched Zhou Xiangwan's little finger and turned it over, "This ring was given to my mother by my father. No matter how you look at it, it's just an ordinary ring."

He thought for a while, and was a little scared: "Why don't I buy you another ring. If you say that, the whole world will become very evil."

Zhou Xiangwan picked up Wu Liang with ease, and said with a smile, "I bought you three diamond rings, you can choose to wear them."

Wu Liangren was sitting at home, and the trap came from the sky: "...Did you join the luxury package of some jewelry store?"

Zhou Xiangwan remembered that Wu Liang had quit his job and bought a house in order to be able to get together with him, and was currently in a difficult stage of starting a business, so he tactfully changed the subject: "Let's go up and take medicine. I saw a very interesting medicine just now."

Does that drug sing or dance, why is it interesting...

Or how to say good fortune tricks people, Wu Liang lowered his head, and returned to the initial impression of Zhou Xiangwan at the beginning - the style of painting is fascinating but weirdly cute.

……

"Put your legs around my waist so I can't stuff them in."

"don't want……"

"Then why don't you lie down?"

"Do not."

"Wu Liang, my Great King Wu, what are you going to do?"

"I want to do it myself."

Zhou Xiangwan smiled and said, "Your claws are wrapped like this, how do you push the medicine in?"

Wu Liang broke down a bit: "Don't take this medicine, okay? I'll be fine if I drink more hot water at night."

Zhou Xiangwan said: "Don't act like a baby, the doctor said that if the fever persists after sleeping, you can use this antipyretic medicine."

Wu Liang covered his face with his hands and remained silent.

Zhou Xiangwan leaned on him weakly and said, "Liangliang, I've put on my gloves. You know I'm very skilled, and I'll be fine soon."

Wu Liang turned sideways and slowly curled up into a ball, he said in a muffled voice, "I don't know."

Zhou Xiangwan was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was answering that skillful sentence here.Wu Liang's subconscious will show inadvertent attachment and closeness to him, but in his memory, he is only a stranger who has had negative distance contact.

He felt as if lost, but gave birth to a bit of bitter joy.

"Do you know, for you, you met me three days ago. But for me, it's been ten years."

"In fact, I have been secretly in love with you for a long time, but I was ignorant at that time, and I didn't even know that it's nothing to look at you more than I like. Later, I always think of you inexplicably, but it's too late."

He slowly tightened his arms around Wu Liang's waist, and the bony butterfly bones pressed against his chest. It didn't hurt, but pierced his heart.

"Originally, I fed you with delicious food and drink for three months, and the flesh on your body grew a little bit. As a result, you were dragged down by me, injured and fell ill. Now when you hug you, it's the same as ten years ago."

"I always regret it. If I could have matured at that time, held you when you were crying, and cared for you more, everything would have been different."

"Now I have the opportunity to apologize to you, but I hope you will never have that memory."

"Does it hurt?" Zhou Xiangwan touched Wu Liang's soft stomach, which had been pierced many times by sharp knives. When he was cremated, he lost his human form, leaving only a flattened skin.

People can't empathize with each other, Zhou Xiangwan thought he could face the blood-stained past calmly, but the two figures of this life and the previous life overlapped in his arms, making him wish he could suffer for his lover.

Wu Liang's stomach was very untouched. Zhou Xiangwan's hand caressed that piece of skin that had never been exposed to anyone with a thin callus. The heat seemed to have a strange chill, climbing up the spine, making his limbs sore , Drowsy.

He turned around with difficulty, like a milk cat picked up by its owner on a rainy night, and softly cried: "It doesn't hurt."

"Nonsense," Zhou Xiangwan sniffled, "It hurts."

"...Don't cry, Young Master Zhou, I didn't know you were so fond of crying," Wu Liang stretched out his hand to cover Zhou Xiangwan's eyes, "If you don't cry, I'll follow you, okay?"

He was young and wandering, even if he was infatuated with Du Ruo, he just crossed the bridge and paved the road indifferently. He thought he had an iron wall in his heart that could fight alone for 500 years, but he was always worried about Zhou Xiangwan. Let it go.

"Aren't you the one in the fortress? Don't cry, it's up to you."

Zhou Xiangwan calmed down for a while, then slowly stretched his hand behind Wu Liang and said, "There is no such thing as you, and it's not because I am having fun, you have to follow the doctor's advice carefully. You just didn't listen to me, and played snow with Haha all day long." It's only because of the battle that you get sick."

Wu Liang doubted: "Really? I have a snowball fight with a dog?"

"Um... no," Zhou Xiangwan fumbled to take off Wu Liang's pants, his voice gradually lowered, "Actually, you caught a cold because you saw me playing with the dog in the snow all day, and I forced you to take pictures. of."

Wu Liang didn't hear what Zhou Xiangwan said clearly. He felt the fingers pressed against his back and couldn't help rubbing forward. It looked like a small animal kept shrinking into Zhou Xiangwan's arms.

"Relax, don't be afraid," Zhou Xiangwan freed one hand and patted Wu Liang's back lightly. He squeezed the pill and slowly pushed it in familiarly. The place was already a little hotter than usual due to the fever. Wu Liang was very nervous again, and every time he moved, he gasped and flinched in fright.

After Zhou Xiangwan finished, he was sweating profusely and hard.

He took off his gloves, dug out Wu Liang's face buried in the pillow, and kissed it to relieve the pain of lovesickness, he tucked the corner of the quilt and said, "Have a good rest."

He turned around to leave, but suddenly felt a subtle force coming from behind him, and when he lowered his head, he realized that it was Wu Liang who was pulling his sleeve.

With half of Wu Liang's face sunk in the pillow, he looked at people with one eye in a daze: "Where are you going?"

Zhou Xiangwan slapped himself in the heart: hold back, don't scare him.

He held Wu Liang's wrist, put his hand under the quilt and said, "I'll go to the toilet and grab it, and I'll accompany you later."

Wu Liang glanced down, hid under the quilt, and closed his eyes in a panic.

Zhou Xiangwan walked towards the toilet amusedly and helplessly, and had a premonition that he would be with Brother Wuzhi for a long time to come.