It's better to fall in love

37. Weird Dream 3

The people inside the door felt that their lives were threatened, and finally ignored the pious uncle and opened the door.

Jing Ling pushed the pregnant woman in first, and then helped He Wanluo get rid of the zombies that were fighting with him, and quickly dragged He Wanluo into the door together.Before a large number of zombies chased after them, the door was closed, and everyone inside breathed a sigh of relief.

A door blocked the god of death from the door.

Fortunately, the zombies are not conscious, they don't know how to open the door, they just keep pawing at the door.The transparent glass is covered with gray and lifeless human faces, and the zombies are densely packed, and the inaccessible ones are constantly climbing up behind, looking very intrusive.

He Wanluo tore off the safety education magazine placed behind the seat, and applied water to the glass of the compartment door.It wasn't until the people inside were completely invisible that the zombies calmed down, stopped beating on the carriage door, and began to wander around the door.

"Brother Jing!"

Finally leaving the dangerous environment temporarily, He Wanluo breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled Jing Ling over and hugged her tightly.After a while, I remembered that I don't know if Jing Ling was injured, so I hurriedly pushed him away and looked around, making sure that the blood on his body was not my own, so I was relieved.

"Sir, can you now tell me what happened?"

It was only then that He Wanluo remembered that Jing Ling in this dream didn't know him yet, and it was because he was too excited because of his escape from death that he just hugged him indiscriminately.After the excitement passed, I felt a little embarrassed.

He dragged Jing Ling to sit away from the crowd, and then explained the whole story.

"So you're saying we're actually lovers?"

Because He Wanluo felt too familiar and intimate to him, even if he said such absurd words, Jing Ling actually accepted them all. For the person in front of him, he was willing to believe anything he said.If according to what He Wanluo said, they were supposed to be on vacation somewhere, but because of a mysterious force, they entered a dream together, and this dream happened to be the plot of a movie.

"Yes, what should we do now?"

"When did we start to deviate from the plot, let me tell you in detail again."

He Wanluo thought about it carefully, and it seemed that the direction of the original plot had been inconsistent with it from the very beginning.In the original plot, his "daughter", that is, the little girl named Xiu'an, finally left the train alive and arrived at their destination - Busan.But in his dream, the little girl had already become a member of the zombie army in the carriage he was in from the very beginning, as if all these changes started from his brain.

When he realized that he was in "Train to Busan", the picture of the car full of zombies besieged immediately appeared in his mind, and it was at this time that the virus that had just begun to spread suddenly spread throughout the city. The carriage exploded in full force.

Is it—

He Wanluo raised his head, and his eyes met Jing Ling's. The eyes of the two of them were shining with the same light.

"So that's how it is." The two of them looked at each other and smiled knowingly, which is the kind of heart-to-heart connection that only exists between lovers.

"Try to think of something else." Jing Ling looked at He Wanluo and said.

He Wanluo understood immediately, closed her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Before Jing Ling had time to ask him what he was thinking, the next moment he knew it from the exclamation of other people in the car.

"Look, what is that—" the passenger sitting by the window pointed to the sky and exclaimed.

Jing Ling followed the sound and saw that in the gloomy sky, there were many sparkling objects flying towards them. The speed was extremely fast, and in a short while it grew from the size of a fist to a size that could cover the sky and cover the sun. The entire sky fell into darkness, only the sparks produced by the friction between those objects and the air remained to reflect the sky.

That is - a meteorite!

Huge meteorites were just in front of the eyes of everyone, like positioning missiles, they smashed impartially into the carriages with wandering zombies, and the carriages were crushed and submerged into the mud under the instantaneous impact of heavy objects.

"Ah Luo, aren't you exaggerating a little bit?" Jing Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and frowned slightly as she looked at this big boy who never forgot to poke his skin.

He Wanluo stuck out her tongue, feeling a little guilty: "I happened to be reading science fiction these past two days."

Although it was an exaggeration, it also proved that the conjecture of the two of them was correct.Since they are in He Wanluo's dream, then He Wanluo is the master of the dream. In other words, he is the God of this world now, only what he can't think of, nothing can't happen.

"Yes, saved?" The survivors in the carriage looked at the falling meteorites in disbelief, and wiped out all the zombies that were still surrounding them just now. The happiness came so suddenly that they wondered if they were here. dream.

After the first daring person jumped out of the car to confirm that it was safe, the rest burst into cheers for the survivors, and ran out of the car one after another, looking for other places where there were people.

Although the temporary crisis has been alleviated, the two of them are still in a dream. Unlike the people in these dreams, they must find a way to return to reality. If they can't get out, they may keep dreaming Wandering in the middle of the world is no different from a wandering spirit.He Wanluo still remembers Qin Tian and Mu Mu in his heart. The two of them did not appear in the dream, so I don't know if there is any danger, and whether they have entered other dreams like them.

"I have an idea." Jing Ling looked at the sky thoughtfully for a while, then asked He Wanluo, "Are you willing to believe me?"

He Wanluo immediately nodded without hesitation, "As long as you tell me, even if you tell me to die, I will believe you."

"It just so happens that I want you to die."

"..."

"A movie can't go on without a protagonist," Jing Ling explained, "We are in a dream, similar to a movie."

"You mean, the two of us are the protagonists, as long as we cease to exist, this dream will cease to exist?" He Wanluo continued.

Jing Ling nodded, "This is just my guess..."

"In this case, what are you waiting for?" He Wanluo interrupted Jing Ling, looked at him seriously and said, "Even if we really die, we don't want to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, but to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day."

He Wanluo never thought that one day he would spend all his time trying to figure out how to kill himself. He used to think that living was not easy, but now he realizes that dying is even more difficult.Although life is fragile, it seems a bit difficult to find a suitable way to die when there is no will to die and no accidents happen.All kinds of deaths began to appear in his mind in an instant, and the world they lived in was constantly changing with his thoughts. For a while, the clouds were closed, and for a while, Thor was thundering, and for a while, the sky was clear again.

"Oh, it's too bad." He Wanluo's expression became strange for some reason, and before Jing Ling could ask, he grabbed Jing Ling's hand and quickly jumped out of the car.

"What the hell are you thinking!" Looking out of the car, Jing Ling's tone had a rare strong fluctuation.

He suddenly had the idea of ​​catching He Wanluo and beating him up.Just let him think about how to die. This guy's brain is too big. On the deserted train track just now, there was a lot of voices, and the bustling crowd was full of people.

If it’s just humans, there are all kinds of species, dinosaurs, King Kong, Godzilla, zombies, ghosts, Voldemort, everything that one expects to find, it’s a grand slam.

"Don't worry, I will protect you." He Wanluo wasn't nervous, and looked a little complacent.

Jing Ling began to doubt He Wanluo's motives. Seeing his complacent look, he felt that this guy seemed to be taking the opportunity to play a hero.

Well, who told this to be in his dream, Jing Ling accepted his fate.

Of course, He Wanluo admits his selfishness. Since he has been with Jing Ling for so long, every time it is Jing Ling who saves him from danger, even in his dream, he wants to experience the feeling of a hero saving the beauty.Sure enough, saving the beauty is addictive. Although the two were surrounded by chaotic pursuers, he was still happy.

However, this feeling of joy didn't last long. Even if he gave himself a golden finger, he couldn't stand the attack of these weird and absurd species.

"Brother Jing, hurry up and help me."

Jing Ling didn't bother to pay attention to him, so she just sat on the ground behind him and said sarcastic remarks, "If you die, I will die for you."

"Yeah? Brother Jing, you've learned badly." He Wanluo yelled from the side.

Jing Ling replied without haste, "I learned that from you too."

He Wanluo said that after going back, he must self-reflect, and quickly brought back the gentle and polite Jing Ling who immediately felt distressed to death when he saw his injury.

"Forget it," He Wanluo knew that Jing Ling had seen through her little thoughts, and was instantly discouraged, "I give up."

Sure enough, He Wanluo didn't bother to get away from all kinds of mobs who couldn't finish beating them, and imitated Jing Ling and sat down on the ground.

Anyway, if you are going to die, fighting with monsters in a mess, it is better to hold a beauty in your arms.

"Brother Jing, I'm about to die, so make a wish."

"..."

"Let me say first, let's get married."

"..."

"What about your wish?" Jing Ling's silence made He Wanluo anxious, and impatient, he moved closer to hear Jing Ling's wish.

"I can't say what I want." Jing Ling lowered her head, preventing He Wanluo from seeing the suspicious curve of her mouth that could not be restrained.

"That's right, it won't work if you say it." He Wanluo regretted, "Otherwise, make another promise."

"The one just now...was pretty good."

"Brother Jing, let's make a deal. This can be regarded as a wish made to the god of death."

A smile crept onto He Wanluo's sweaty and blood-stained face. Afraid that Jing Ling would repent, he quickly stretched out his right pinky finger, "Stamp."

Jing Ling was taken aback for a moment, then understood, and stretched out her little finger to gently hook He Wanluo's.Make a wish and seal it, this promise will last forever.

At this time, Godzilla behind him sprayed out a dazzling laser light, which swallowed the figures of the two in an instant.

Time stayed forever at the moment when their thumbs touched.