Fast Time Travel Novel Improver

Lin Yuguo was really not normal tonight. After the kiss, he stretched his legs carelessly, and then fell asleep.But Song Yaze couldn't fall asleep, maybe it was Lin Yuguo's abnormal behavior that made him puzzled, maybe he didn't want to miss the beautiful scenery outside the window, he woke up all night, so restless.

Fortunately, after the night of the aurora, Lin Yuguo didn't do anything unusual again, and he still acted like a sensible younger brother, relying on and respecting his elder brother.

They went on to travel to many countries.I have been to the desolate and barren desert, and let the sand sharpen their young skin. What an open place here, how soft the fine sand is, but it is so hard when united.Under the blue sky that can't be seen, seeing the Sahara that also can't be seen, loneliness and loneliness ignite in my heart, and the only thing that is quite docile is the honest and honest camel, who is stupid and unwilling to move.

They also went skydiving in Türkiye.When flying high into the sky, Song Yaze was extremely excited.He saw the earth that was under his feet every day, looking down from a high place, it turned into a round blue sphere, so cute.And I am fortunate to be able to live on this beautiful and huge planet. Thinking about it this way, what are the trivial things in daily life?Living in the boundless universe like a mayfly, what are the so-called troubles and entanglements?

They also went to medieval Gothic churches in Europe.When walking into this hall of art and religious masterpieces, Song Yaze's heart couldn't help but lift up, as if being caressed by the hand of art, as if his head was raised higher than before.Perhaps this is the charm of art. Although he didn't know how to appreciate the curvaceous murals and the majesty of the pointed arches, he felt a little moved by the solemn and mysterious atmosphere.

Their eyes have seen too much beauty and too much helplessness.They were born in adversity, and God did not give them any privileges. Even a small success on the road of life can only be obtained through more hard work.

Compared with too many children of the same origin as them, they can be said to be in heaven.Neither of them got married, so they lived together and depended on each other.

The years have carved wrinkles on their faces, the wind of life has whitened their hair, and the rich experience has bent their backs.They are old, and even the "Guoze" that they founded has changed more than a dozen CEOs; times are changing, and Lin Yuguo, who used to make waves, gradually does not understand the things in the hands of young people.

Until this day, in their small villa in Yunnan, the sky is still so peacefully blue, the clouds are almost still, and time seems to stand still at this moment.The world seems to be captured in a photo, standing still at this moment.

Lin Yuguo lay quietly on Song Yaze's lap, half-closed his eyes, his body was already very old, and he was still suffering from chronic diseases, and his temples had already grown gorgeous hair.Doctors have advised him to spend his final days at home.

"Brother, I might have to leave...I really want to live longer, to live longer than you...so that you won't be alone..." He was already a little angry, but his eyes were still bright, which made him He looked handsome and handsome in his youth.

Song Yaze was very sad, and his heart was cramping again, as if being pinched into a ball.This pain reminded him that Lin Yuguo was leaving, and he was going back to the so-called reality.He gently stroked Lin Yuguo's still lush gray hair, and said softly, "I won't be alone, I just want you to leave with peace of mind."

Lin Yuguo smiled lightly, held his hand and said, "Brother...you never said you love me, can you tell me today..."

Song Yaze's eyes and throat burst into intense pain at the same time, the pain in his heart intensified, and his vision became blurred, either because of the pain or tears.He wept, and said tremblingly: "I love you, Lin Yuguo."

Lin Yuguo smiled happily. He was about to leave, but his heart was finally satisfied: "Brother... It is the happiest thing for me to have you in this life...God did not give me good parents, but gave me good parents. I am a good brother...a good lover...I am the happiest person in the world..."

Song Yaze was choked up and unable to speak. His throat was sore and sore. Coupled with the severe pain in his heart, his eyes were already dark.

"My whole life...if I put a label on it...it must be Song Yaze..." Lin Yuguo was already a dying person, but he smiled very easily.

"Stupid boy..." Song Yaze's eyes were blurred with tears, and he was so sore that he couldn't say a word.

"It's nice to be able to die by your side in the end..." Lin Yuguo's eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth were raised.

Suddenly, Lin Yuguo locked his eyes in the air, a little surprised, and murmured: "Dumplings..."

Song Yaze was startled, clutching his heart and trying to look into the air, but saw nothing.

Lin Yuguo stared at the air for a while, then took a big breath suddenly, his eyes widened, with an unbelievable but suddenly enlightened look.Then, great joy spread in his heart, he smiled excitedly, even though he was so weak now, he turned his head to look at Song Yaze and said, "I will always be with you..."

After saying this, he passed away with a smile on his face, still holding his brother's hand.

At this time, Song Yaze's pain had reached its limit, and he was sweating layer upon layer. He was breathing heavily, and his heart seemed to be hit hard by a stone hammer. The pain was so painful that he was about to lose his breath. His eyes were dark and his consciousness was blurred stand up.

"The task is completed, return to the real world immediately..."

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When he opened his eyes, he found that he had returned to a clean and tidy home; and the impression of this home that had been away for most of his life was not very deep in his mind.As if in a lifetime, he stretched out his hand unconsciously and touched the glass window beside him, even having the illusion that the window would melt instantly with his touch.

He is still the same as when he was 32 years old, still full of vigor and vitality.

The pain in his heart had eased. He slumped on the sofa, panting for breath while clutching his heart, with some warm tears still hanging on his face.His eyes were a little dull, as if he had come to a strange world.

"Are you okay?" The anti-emperor appeared, and he was a little worried when he saw Song Yaze's out-of-focus eyes and weak appearance.

"I'm fine...why...why does my heart hurt whenever someone dies?" Song Yaze asked it with a puzzled expression.

"Well... now... it's not the time to tell you!" Anti-Emperor blushed a little, and looked evasive.

"Then when will you tell me?"

"Well... just let nature take its course! At that time, all problems will be solved, and everyone will get what they want." Anti-imperialist gave a vague answer.

Seeing its faltering, Song Yaze didn't force him to ask any more questions. He always didn't like to embarrass others.

Coming back this time, compared to the thrilling last time, his mood can be said to be calm.In addition, Lin Yuguo left with a smile, which made him feel relieved.

When the pain subsided, all he did was calmly take a shower and change clothes.After removing the greasy sweat from his body and putting on fresh clothes, he felt that he was 32 years old again, as if his old-fashioned body had been peeled off, and what he put on again was young armor with brisk blood flow.It made him feel better, and the past 50 years seemed like a dream, far away.

He still walks, lives, sits and sleeps as usual, still goes to the dumpling restaurant in the community, and still goes to and from get off work calmly.But when it comes to work, his biggest change is that he no longer works overtime.Every day at six o'clock in the evening, he goes home on time, perhaps because he has seen a lot of the world's ups and downs.He really became more and more gentle, not only his gestures, but also his heart became more and more indifferent.

He really seems to be 50 years older. He is obviously a 32-year-old man with black hair and shiny skin, but he acts like an octogenarian.

In that world, he tasted poverty, tasted bitterness, and saw what you can't get after asking for it. These temperings were like sandpaper, smoothing out his youthful and vigorous heart.He is also growing and maturing. This process is not reflected in his appearance, but makes his heart beat more steadily and his eyes deeper.

Since he was bound to the system, he seems to be more and more like a loner. He has a unique story and experience, and he can't tell people who don't know; more often, he confides to the anti-imperialist.

"In the past six months, I won't take on new tasks." That night, Song Yaze faced out the office window, lit a cigarette, and said to the anti-imperialist in front of him.

"Okay, anyway, there are not many tasks. But I said...you have to quit smoking sooner or later. Believe it or not, you will go to the hospital for a checkup and find that your lungs are empty!" Anti-imperialist looked at the rising smoke, a little said annoyed.

Song Yaze looked into the annoyed eyes of Anti-Emperor, and said with a smile, "Thank you for reminding me. However, I'm addicted to this, so it's hard to quit."

"However... why did you stipulate that you will not accept the task for half a year this time?" Anti-imperialist was a little strange.

"I need to completely adjust myself and completely get rid of the previous role positioning." He said seriously, "This is also responsible for the next world, and only a completely peaceful heart can do it."

The Anti-Emperor stared at him in a daze, then smiled and said, "You really haven't changed at all."

It's the Spring Festival again, and this time of family reunion is a time when Song Yaze suffers from headaches every year.He has to go back to his hometown to meet his mother who is like a resentful woman.Every year during the holidays, he would look at his mother's face that seemed to never see the light of day. This was the time when he was most helpless.

His mother Li Xiaoxia is a combination of a bitter woman and a shrew.In her eyes, there will never be any benefit from others; in her mouth, there will never be warm words.Her favorite thing is to speak ill of people, even her husband and son.Maybe she is a failure, always has a grudge against the world, unable to vent her anger on outsiders, and has to vent her anger on her relatives.

But this Li Xiaoxia may be born to spread negative energy. When she was in her 30s, she suffered from severe diabetes. Not long after, due to complications, she also lost sight in her left eye. In order to see her doctor, the family's finances plummeted; And she also became more violent and manic, she opened her mouth to scold her husband and children who get along with her every day, as if she vented all her grievances about her tragic fate on the father and son.

There is a pot with a big mouth, and a lid with a big mouth.Song Yaze's father was not a good and responsible man either. He despaired of his unreasonable wife, so he divorced, leaving Song Yaze to live with his wife.This made Song Yaze, who was still in school, bear all her grievances alone.The poor and poor life made him start working part-time to earn money and send it home when he was still in college.

When Song Yaze was young, he was unwilling, and sometimes he would complain about himself. Why did God make him suffer so much after giving him a disharmonious family.Later, after he grew up slowly, he realized that all the sufferings were not in vain, and all the hardships were not in vain.He is more mature and stable than his peers, which saves him many detours.

"What you sent this month is not enough for me! I still have to buy a massage device, I have to buy food therapy, and I have to give the children lucky money. How can it be enough? I have to spend all these money. If you don't give it, you are not filial!"

No, Li Xiaoxia saw that Song Yaze was back for the New Year, and started to ramble.The first sentence she spoke was inseparable from money, and her face was also annoyingly ugly.

Song Yaze put the boxing ceremony on the ground, and took out another red envelope for her, with 5000 yuan in it. "You spend the money first."

Li Xiaoxia saw the money, and her complaining face softened, but it didn't take long before she opened her mouth again: "I want to change to a TV, which is bigger than the one at my brother's house. His house is 55 inches. I want to change to a 60" TV. Inch."

"But your current one is 50 inches. Is it enough for one person? There's no need to compare it with my uncle." Song Yaze frowned slightly, feeling a little helpless in his heart.

"...Anyway, I have to buy it! If you don't pay me, I'll lie down on the main road and be run over by a car! When I come back, people will scold you to death as an unfilial son!" Li Xiaoxia raised her voice. Bai's left eye looks very creepy.She is really an unreasonable and selfish person. She always only thinks about her own feelings, and never considers how hard it is for her son to make money.

Song Yaze responded with some annoyance, and promised to buy it for her online when she went back, and she stopped.

After finally enduring the New Year's Eve dinner, he walked out of the gloomy and manic home.On New Year's Eve, there were few people on the road. He was smoking a cigarette and walking along the dim light alone.He looked at the long river beside him, stretching forward alone, without end.A long-lost sourness and exhaustion arise spontaneously, how lonely he is.

"Aren't you happy?" Anti-imperialist appeared in a timely manner.

"Fortunately, I just feel a little tired." His eyes were a little dark, he was a person who cherished his family, but the relatives around him made him unable to love.

"Then I'll accompany you, hehe! It's not easy for you! You've worked hard for so many years." Anti-emperor is really a considerate dumpling, which surprised Song Yaze slightly.Although he knows that anti-imperialism has a little human touch, but being so considerate of the situation to comfort people's hearts really surprised him, and at the same time gave him more warmth.

"It's kind of comforting." A smile floated on his originally lonely face.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine! I promise you!"

"You are more confident than me." He paused, then asked again: "By the way, I've always been curious, why do you have the shape of a dumpling?"

"Because you like to eat dumplings the most! I am the most reasonable, even the stuffing in my stomach is your favorite stuffing of fennel and pork! Hehe!" Anti-imperialist seemed to know some great secret, his eyes were full is proud.

Song Yaze froze for a moment. After thinking for a moment, he slowly opened his mouth:

"Then you are only half right. My favorite is Su Sanxian. However, when I was a child, I did love fennel pork stuffing the most. Once, my family was so poor that we couldn't open the pot; my mother got angry at me and said I was the one who made my family poor by eating meat, and even dropped the dumpling plate. Since then, I will never eat meat dumplings again.”

The anti-emperor was also stunned. Hearing about Song Yaze's past, he was so emotional that he became depressed instead, and said, "I didn't expect to bring up bad memories for you. I'm so sorry! If I showed up earlier, maybe It can save you from the fire and water."

Song Yaze wanted to laugh a little, and said, "What's the matter? I'm thinking about it now. Those are all things I should experience. Besides, what does it have to do with you? Even if you came late, you brought me so much It's a novel experience. I think that your arrival has really made me grow a lot."

The anti-imperialist rubbed his belly in embarrassment, and said, "Of course! I knew you wouldn't hate me, hehe!"

After chatting with the anti-imperialist, Song Yaze did feel much more relaxed, and his walking speed was much faster.The lonely flowing river has become a peaceful autumn water in his heart at this moment.Anyone living in this world needs to be recognized and accompanied, otherwise it will be too tiring.