Forced to follow the love line by the villain boss

Because they met so early this time, Mr. Mengze had the opportunity to grow up with Wen Rulan.

Wen Rulan was only eight years old, and he was still more than ten years away from his doomed death.But the time rules of this dream are different from reality. From the moment Meng Zejun entered this dream, the pursuit of Heavenly Dao began again.

The power of the sky is interfering with the rules of time, they don't have more than ten years, they still only have ten days.

Wen Rulan will grow up very fast, and every day in this dream is one or two years to him.Today he is eight years old, and tomorrow he will be ten years old.

But his mind didn't develop along with his body, he was still the eight-year-old child, ignorant and immature.He has no memory of meeting Meng Zejun, and only regards this as a new stranger who claims to be his patron saint.

It felt both familiar and new that they had gotten acquainted again from scratch.Wen Rulan felt familiar, obviously he had never seen this man before, but he had a natural sense of familiarity and intimacy with him, as if they had known each other for a long time.At the beginning, he could still use reason to maintain vigilance and keep a distance, but soon, he was defeated by the feeling of wanting to get closer to the other party in his heart.

Meng Zejun found it novel. Although he had seen Wen Rulan's memories, he could not see them in a general way as he had personally experienced them in detail. He watched Wen Rulan grow up in front of his eyes, and his five sense organs bloomed day by day, as if he was watching a flower gradually blooming. put flowers.

He recorded the process of blooming, and made Wen Rulan stand next to the ginkgo tree in the garden every day, and then drew a white mark on the trunk according to Wen Rulan's height.

The white marks grow one after another, and Wen Rulan grows taller day by day. This is a relaxing and pleasant process, just like most children's childhood.After being accompanied by Meng Zejun every step of the way, those nightmares of being bullied by his parents, brother and that vicious dog will never come to Wen Rulan again. The weight of hatred in his heart is still very heavy, but there is something even heavier Squeeze little by little, and disappear in the end.

When he was with Meng Zejun, his heart was filled with sweetness and joy, and the gloom in the dream gradually faded away. When the white mark reached the third line, the color re-stained the leaves on the branches.

But at the same time, there is also a cold killing intent.

The ginkgo tree in Wen's courtyard is old and its branches are thick and strong. Even in a typhoon, when other trees are blown over, this ginkgo tree will not move.But today there was obviously no typhoon, and there was not even any wind that people could feel, so the ginkgo tree collapsed for no reason.

When the tree fell, Wen Rulan was standing against the tree just like the previous two days, and asked Meng Zejun to measure his height.He was already as tall as a 13-year-old boy at this time, and his stature was gradually approaching that of Meng Zejun. The logic in the dream was blurred, and he didn't realize that there was something wrong with the speed of his growth. As tall and joyful as this man.

He didn't notice the fall of the tree, he only saw Jun Mengze's face suddenly became serious, and then he was picked up by Jun Mengze, and he retreated out of the courtyard in an instant.

And after a few more breaths, he heard a loud sound from behind him, as if something heavy had hit the ground. When Wen Rulan turned around, he was choked by the dust raised on the ground, and then he saw through the diffuse dust. Qing, the ginkgo tree that recorded his growth suddenly collapsed.

He was stunned and didn't understand why this happened. At the same time, he was still a little scared. The direction where the ginkgo tree collapsed was exactly where he was standing just now. If it wasn't for Mr. Mengze's quick reaction to hold him back in time, he would be stunned. The branches were directly crushed to death.

He clenched Meng Zejun's sleeves uneasily. Meng Zejun frowned and looked at the collapsed ginkgo tree, but when he felt Wen Rulan's uneasiness, he suddenly softened his expression.

"It's all right." He said to Wen Rulan, "It's probably because the tree has been on the tree for a long time, and the inside was hollowed out, so it suddenly fell down."

Empty...?Wen Rulan didn't question this statement, but he felt that this leafy tree really didn't look like it was bored.

Of course, the truth is not rotten, the sky is doing it, this is far from a real killer move, but just a warning to Mr. Mengze.

It must maintain order and kill those who should have died. It does not allow people to violate it, nor does it allow people to have any delusions of struggle.

Mr. Mengze understood, but his choice was to hold Wen Rulan tighter in his arms. After he calmed down Wen Rulan's emotions, he took Wen Rulan to other places to play as before.

He ignored Tian's warning, and the result was that in the next few days, the frequency of Wen Rulan's fatal accidents accelerated, and the degree of danger increased time after time.

Like a movie called "Death is Coming" in the world, when Wen Rulan is walking on the road, billboards will fall down for no reason, the manhole cover on the road will disappear, and the gas valve at home will leak for no reason.

He brushed past various ways of dying without losing a single bit.Meng Zejun has been protecting him, like a big tree that shelters him from the wind and rain, and the wind and rain are isolated by Meng Zejun's broad shoulders.

Meng Zejun also used various reasons to explain these accidents time and time again, soothing Wen Rulan's emotions.But Wen Rulan was still getting more and more uneasy, he had a vague premonition of something, and he held Meng Zejun's hand tighter and tighter.

There were only the two of them in this dream, but neither of them felt lonely, but enjoyed the two-person world.But this quiet and beautiful solitude was broken by an uninvited guest who came to the dreamland on the fifth day.

When he noticed Wu Jin, Mengze Jun only took a glance, then looked away, as if the other party didn't exist, he still continued the previous action, pushing Wen Rulan on the swing.

Wen Rulan is almost 16 years old now, and his height is only a little shorter than that of Meng Zejun, but his mind is still at the age of eight, and he never tires of such childish activities.

When he was happy, he still didn't forget to switch with Meng Zejun, let Mengze Jun sit on the swing, and he pushed behind.

Meng Zejun did not refuse, but agreed with a smile.

Just as Wen Rulan jumped off the swing and turned back, he finally noticed the stranger who appeared at some point.

He is also a stranger, but the feeling of this person is completely different from that of Meng Zejun. Wujin's appearance is undoubtedly outstanding, and it is very deceptive. His facial features are handsome and soft, like a kind and good person.

But at the same time, Wen Rulan felt an inexplicable coldness in his heart, like a poisonous snake smiling at him.

Wujin was really smiling at him, kind and amiable, as gentle as a big brother next door.

Wen Rulan suddenly became nervous, he stretched out his hand to grab Meng Zejun's hand, wanting to remind him.Meng Zejun held Wen Rulan's hand instead, and said calmly: "Don't worry about him, let's continue playing."

He said so, and he really turned a blind eye to Wujin as he said, only treating Wujin as air.

But Wen Rulan couldn't do this. When he was pushing the swing, he turned his head frequently, like a deer wary of a tiger crawling in the forest that was about to attack him at any time.

The smile disappeared from his face, and he was not in the mood to continue playing.Meng Zejun noticed it, and suggested: "It's getting late, come here first today, let's go back."

Wen Rulan said "Yes", took Meng Zejun's hand and followed him back.

Wujin didn't follow, because before leaving, Mr. Mengze gave him a warning look.Wu Jin looked at the backs of the two and shrugged his shoulders. He was not embarrassed because he was squeezed out by the two, but he looked at them with interest.

In the next few days, Wujin didn't get closer, nor did he appear in front of Mengzejun and Wen Rulan, but he didn't leave either. Mengzejun could feel that the other party had been lingering in this dream, as if waiting What.

He probably knows Wujin's purpose, but he doesn't want to talk to him now, he just wants to concentrate on being with Wen Rulan and spend the few days left.

Meng Zejun used to think that time was meaningless. To him, it was the least valuable thing. He embarked on a journey to pass the boring time in the long time, just to make this boring time easier.

But now he suddenly understood the saying that an inch of time is an inch of gold in the world. Some things can be redeemed, but time cannot. It is a big river that flows endlessly, always moving forward, without stopping every second.

No matter how short and precious this period of time is, Mr. Mengze can't make it longer, he can only accept it, just like accepting this mortal destiny.

When the calendar came to August [-]th, Wen Rulan's appearance was already a complete adult, and she was a mature adult who had lost her youthfulness.

He still has that kind of child mind, but he can't just be a carefree child like a few days ago. His inner anxiety is getting worse and worse. , more and more murderous intentions are revealed at any time, and they are becoming more and more deadly.

He escaped again and again, but he was always afraid of the next time, he would not escape.

Meng Zejun wanted to give Wen Rulan a reassuring guarantee, but in fact, he couldn't give a guarantee, he could only give lies.

This is the last chance. He has used up three thousand chances, and he failed to reverse the defeat in three thousand chances. What kind of change can he make on the third thousand and first time?

He didn't know it himself, so he couldn't make Wen Rulan feel at ease.

But he was able to give Wen Rulan the answer. Wen Rulan asked many times in the past few days. Regarding these ubiquitous killing intents, Mr. Mengze always used accidents to prevaricate them. Asking for answers, now, in a growing panic, he wants to find out why.

On August [-]th, when Wen Rulan asked again, Mr. Mengze didn't prevaricate like before.

He was sitting in the garden of the villa, and the flowers were bright and lush, forming a continuous sea.He reached out and rubbed Wen Rulan's head: "Do you really want to know?" Wen Rulan nodded, and at the same time, the ground suddenly trembled slightly.

It's an earthquake. From the eighth day onwards, there will be earthquakes in this dream from time to time. Wen Rulan is more or less used to it, but today's earthquake feeling is stronger than before. In the previous earthquake, the houses were intact, but today's earthquake, the Wen family's Dust began to fall from the roof of the villa, revealing a sense of urgent crisis, as if the next moment, a crack would appear on the ground and swallow him up.

Wen Rulan hugged Meng Zejun suddenly, he was very scared, very scared, very scared.

Meng Zejun patted him on the back and comforted him: "It's okay."

His words did not have any credible strength, the ground trembled more and more violently, the bricks and tiles of the houses began to fall, the trees on the street began to collapse, and even the sky in the distance showed some signs of cracking.

Amidst the continuous "bang" sounds, the sea of ​​flowers they were in was the only remaining area that was not affected by the vibration, like the eye of a storm, and the calm was in jeopardy.

But Meng Zejun is still saying: "It's okay..."

He rested his chin on Wen Rulan's shoulder, and his slender fingers penetrated into the hair on the back of Wen Rulan's head, and the shining white light wrapped around his fingertips.

"Just get some sleep." He whispered in Wen Rulan's ear.

Wen Rulan suddenly felt very sleepy, her eyelids seemed to be filled with lead, and they kept sinking.

"Good night." These were the last words he heard Meng Zejun say to him.

Then, he fell asleep, but he didn't sleep peacefully. He was dreaming, a long, long dream. In the dream, he had a completely different encounter with Meng Zejun, and Meng Zejun was not like this now. Accompanying him every step of the way, one day, the other party suddenly left.

When the other party left, he felt very sad, as sad as if his life had lost any brilliance, so sad that he wanted to cry and vent hysterically.

This sadness is so real that it is not fake at all, as if it is a memory he has forgotten.

And the more this dream went on, the deeper his feeling became. He pursued the other party in the dream, and after several years of pursuit, he was finally able to impress the other party.

But before he could stay with the other party in the future, he had already died unexpectedly.Then there are countless reincarnations, and they die again and again under the countdown of ten days.

Three thousand reincarnations, he relived them one by one in his dream.

Meng Zejun sat in the sea of ​​flowers and hugged Wen Rulan for a while, and then, amidst the increasingly violent shaking, he got up and left.

Before leaving, he carefully put Wen Rulan away, letting her sleep on the soft grass.

He himself walked out of the garden, and in the midst of the collapse of the sky, he fought against the destiny for the last time.

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