On the Formation of a Pseudo Stand-In

Standing beside the swing swayed by the wind, Mu Chengan stretched out his hand and grabbed the rope with all his strength.

After looking at the swing with satisfaction, he smiled and looked in his direction.

Seeing his flattering smile, Ye Luo asked softly to herself, "Don't you like this place the most?"

"I'll come to this place with you and play with you. I like this swing the most. Please forgive me, okay?"

After Ye Luo heard this, her whole body stiffened, and she froze in this scene that was so beautiful that it was unreal.

At first glance, everything is so beautiful that it is thrilling. The person I like takes the initiative to accompany me to the safe haven of my childhood, smiles gently under the light, and asks myself for forgiveness.

But it was this sudden beauty that made Ye Luo's hair stand on end, and he took half a step back involuntarily.

Only by clenching his teeth tightly can he restrain the gasp that almost blurted out.

Mu Chengan acted as if he hadn't heard of it, his eyes were full of innocence, he blinked and looked straight at himself like this.

Ye Luo wanted to avoid his sight, only to realize that she didn't even have the courage to dodge now.

The disobedience for many days finally gathered at this moment with a faint sense of fear, reaching its peak.

Ye Luo held his breath, but he began to recall this ridiculous farce in his mind.

Waking up in a strange room, the strange man who rushed over suddenly hugged him tightly and called his name loudly.

The boy in front of the mirror is not himself, but he looks similar.

The young man is weak and sleeps all day long. I don't know what the connection is. Every time I possess him, the opportunity is to wake up from the bed.

These incidents, no matter which one is singled out, are weird enough, but it's a pity that I am deeply trapped in it, but I am forced to accept one after another.

In the end, I gradually felt that everything was a trivial matter.

Ye Luo's throat tightened, and seeing the other party's eyes gradually narrowed, he took a half step back in fright.

He didn't know why he was afraid of the person he loved deeply, but after thinking about it, he felt that everything was worth being afraid of.

The soles of the shoes rubbed against the ground, and the warm sun shone down on the corners of his eyes. Ye Luo opened his mouth, feeling that he was going to be out of breath.

He has desperately accepted all the irrationality, silently faced the fact that he would travel between two different worlds.

A world belongs to oneself.

Poor and helpless high school students, at the bottom of society, have a future that they can't see clearly and don't want to struggle.

The other world originally belonged to that boy.

In this place, there is a person whom I can't restrain my nostalgia for no matter what.

That man would hug himself hard, give him the deepest warmth, and easily take away all the mad love in his life.

Ye Luo had already accepted it, even if he was not reconciled.

But he had, really, accepted it.

But now, Ye Luo realized that he guessed wrong.

While backing away, he watched Mu Chengan's actions.

After being silent for a while, Mu Chengan slowly let go of his hand holding the swing, his brows furrowed.

Ye Luo's eyes flickered, and when he met his gaze, he felt that it was like a knife.

Ye Luo was stunned by that sight and almost ran away.

Just at this moment, when Ye Luo retreated in a panic, his heel touched a stone. The stone was not big, but it stopped his hasty retreat.

Ye Luo withdrew his feet, clenched his fists desperately, and put himself on guard. When he met the opponent's eyes again, he could see his sharpness and bewilderment.

Seeing Mu Chengan speak, he asked, "What? Didn't you say that I like coming here the most?"

Afterwards, Mu Chengan quickened his pace and walked towards him. The swing was shaking violently behind him, venting his dissatisfaction with being ignored.

Ye Luo's chest heaved violently, and he kicked the stone back fiercely. After the stone rolled aside, Ye Luo stumbled back.

There was a long buzzing in his head, and Ye Luo was dazed, but he thought inexplicably: Fortunately, he is not a cat, otherwise his hair would blow up and all his emotions would be exposed.

The trees on both sides of the road were rustling by the wind, making the atmosphere extremely tense at this moment. Ye Luo was thinking about a question over and over again at this moment—why did he ever tell anyone that he liked this place?

Suffocated by this strange situation, Ye Luo opened his mouth slightly, breathing heavily, and waited forcibly to calm down a little before continuing to look in the direction of that person.

Mu Chengan still held that gentle face, and there was an inexplicable light in his eyes.

The light is weird, like a wolf in sheep's clothing.

The opponent's pace was getting faster and faster, Ye Luo tensed up and wanted to cry, bit her lower lip hard, then turned around and ran wildly.

The footsteps behind him also started to run, at a speed similar to his own. Ye Luo felt that his fear had reached its peak, and his hair was about to stand up as an antenna, when he heard the voice of the person behind him calmly.

So calm that it doesn't look like strenuous exercise, but instead walks along the river.

Mu Chengan asked calmly: "Why did you run? Isn't this what you have always hoped for?"

Afterwards, his voice was stained with a smile: "As you wish, Luo Luo, I'm here to accompany you."

Ye Luo had no choice but to ignore all the words. After all, his brain was chaotic at the moment, and it was really difficult to analyze the deep meaning of the other party.

Ye Luo, who was concentrating on escaping, only realized after a while that he had obviously accelerated a lot, and the smell of blood gushed out of his throat...

But for no reason, the surrounding environment has not changed, and there is still no one there, only rows of trees are left crowded.

Looking down at his feet, Ye Luo kicked away a few small stones. The road just now was clearly completed in a few minutes.

This moment is long, long, long without end.

Sweat overflowed from his forehead, Ye Luo raised his hand and pressed his chest, feeling his heart constricted into a ball.

The brain was completely on strike, and the only remaining nerves were only enough to analyze the distance to the person behind him.

near, near.

closer.

almost next to each other.

In the end, Ye Luo's scalp went numb.

First, he felt the person's breath against his ears, and then he realized that the breath did not have the scorching heat that made people tremble.

"Isn't this exactly what you expected?" Mu Chengan moved his lips to his ear, his voice was very soft, as soft as a whisper between lovers, "We have never missed each other, we have known each other from the very beginning."

Shaking his hands and touching the goosebumps floating on his arms, Ye Luo couldn't help panting, then turned around and pushed violently——

Mu Chengan squinted and smiled, not moving a muscle.

"Why did you run away?" Mu Chengan's eyes were deep and doting, looking at himself from this distance, and asked, "Do you still want to go back? Go back to the world where everyone will abandon you."

In an instant, dense cold sweat welled up on the back, and Ye Luo's palm was still on the opponent's shoulder, and gusts of cold air passed down the arm like this.

Cool, cool to the bottom of my heart.

But it was also so cold that Ye Luo was shocked, and some things that had been deliberately covered up were turned upside down.

It was like the lonely figure lying under the river embankment, silently bleeding during the sultry season of cicadas singing.

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Ye Luo woke up with a start.

Woke up completely.

After uncontrollably letting out a gasp, Ye Luo's chest was still heaving violently, but he was caught off guard by a strong force in his arms.

It was late at night, and Mu Chengan, who was suddenly awakened, was obviously confused.

But he still opened his eyes halfway, kissed Ye Luo's forehead, and comforted in a hoarse voice: "Hey, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, dreams are fake."

While repeating the word "don't be afraid", he patted the back of the person in his arms rhythmically. After a long while, Mu Chengan continued softly: "I'm holding you, you don't need to be afraid, nothing can hurt you. you."

Ye Luo, who was coaxed by the other party like a child, wanted to laugh a little, and his eyes were watery.

He moved his arms and grabbed Mu Chengan's pajamas tightly. Then, Ye Luo closed his eyes forcefully, and then opened them again.

By the moonlight, he stared at the man's unclear face, and his voice trembled when he spoke: "Mu Chengan."

"Well, I'm here." After hearing this, Mu Chengan finally opened his eyes completely, and rubbed his face against the pillow vigorously.

"Mu Chengan..." Ye Luo's voice was hoarse, his eyes were sore, and something was about to overflow from it.

Before the other party opened his mouth to answer, Ye Luo took a deep breath, and said abruptly——

"I remember."

Hearing this, Mu Chengan froze for an instant, and the palm that was still softly attached to his back just now gained some strength in an instant.

Ye Luo was a little uncomfortable by the scalding temperature and force, so he hid, but failed.

The man was panting violently, and with a forceful ring of his arm, he restrained himself severely.

Only then did Ye Luo realize that his whole body was shaking.

Looking up, Ye Luo saw the man, with expectations that seemed to be easily shattered in his eyes.

With such a heavy gaze, he just looked at himself carefully.

Ye Luo saw that the usually calm man opened his mouth at this moment, and didn't make a sound for a long time.

Ye Luo's heart was sour, and the emotions of sorrow and joy just now were finally put down for the time being because of everything in front of him.

Ye Luo spoke again, and said loudly, "I really remembered everything."

After saying this, Ye Luo was like a fish eager to return to the sea, and plunged into the opponent's arms vigorously.

He buried his face in the opponent's chest and breathed hard, but he didn't dare to look up at the opponent's expression.

Ye Luo had no choice but to hold on to the other party's pajamas tightly.

After a while, the skirt of the clothes was wet.

Accompanied by the ecstatic ecstasy overflowing from the other party's throat, Ye Luo felt that everything was real and reliable when his eyes were glued to tears.

This body really belongs to me.

And I am no longer a lonely and helpless high school student who needs to grit his teeth and swallow his blood.

He has a lover who has been with him for many years, and at this moment, Ye Luo is drowning in his lover's arms——

Breathing the long-lost peace of mind, recalling those long-forgotten past events.

The beginning of all stories, the ones that are real, real.

The author has something to say:

Wow finally wrote here orz

It was originally like this——

Being in an orphanage, meeting a college version, meeting a little fanboy...【=Reality】

Possessed on the young boy, every time he wakes up from the bed, he hugs and hugs him high [= supernatural phenomenon x]

Hand in hand with the teenager passing notes, running to the park in the middle of the night to watch the swings...【=True memories】

But now things have turned around ==

Ye Luo was surprised to find that the previous "reality" was actually fake (Gong inexplicably knows a bunch of things he shouldn't know orz)

What is even more shocking is that the "stand-in play place" or "dog abuse scene" at the beginning is what really happened x

Only memories are true from beginning to end XD

Although I shouldn’t write too much, it’s better to rationalize~ (It’s still very confusing x

But after this chapter, it should be back to normal~ After all, the fake line that deceived the audience is gone. XD

Thanks to those little angels who never leave and accompany me to this chapter^^

Thank you for your hard work (lie down)

Thanks to Su Wenxia & Little Cutie for throwing mines~