It's better to fall in love

38. Weird Dream 4

"Wake up, we're here." He Wanluo was pushed awake.

Just opening his eyes and still not quite used to the strong light outside, He Wanluo glanced in confusion and found that he was sitting in a car.The vehicle has stopped, and there are many people around the car, everyone is smiling, opening and closing their mouths to congratulate, what are they celebrating?He Wanluo felt that his brain might be burnt out, as if nothing worth congratulating had happened recently.

"Hey, still sleeping, be careful that Teacher Jing is going to get angry later." Seeing that He Wanluo's eyes were still full of confusion, the pusher began to tease him.

Brother Jing?

Hearing Jing Ling, He Wanluo finally woke up slowly from his daze.He double-checked that he didn't know the two people sitting behind him, and he was dressed in a weird way.He always liked casual attire, usually a T-shirt and jeans, but today he was wearing a very formal one, wearing a neatly pressed suit all over his body, with a flower pinned to his chest.

The vehicle seems to have been well-dressed, with flowers and balloons wrapped around it, and two cute villains placed on the hood, swinging non-stop under the sunlight, with the words "Happy One Hundred Years" written on the villains. Together" four big characters.

He remembered that he and Jing Ling had experienced an extremely absurd dream just now, and they finally wanted to die together.According to Jing Ling's speculation, as long as they die, they can escape from that dream. The current situation seems to be escaped from that dream, but the place he is now does not seem like reality.

Amid the constant urging of people around, He Wanluo got out of the car with a confused expression on his face.The environment outside the car was also quite different from the desolate and dead doomsday atmosphere of the last scene in my memory. The car was parked in front of a green lawn, the sun was just right, and the golden light shone softly on everyone, casting light on the ground. Out of a cheerful shadow.The lawn is full of colorful ribbons and balloons, and there are all kinds of exquisite snacks and desserts on the long western-style dining table. Many people are coming and going on the sunny lawn, and the whole picture is very warm and harmonious.

But, shouldn't it be——

His own... wedding?

Two words came to He Wanluo's mind. He had just made a wish with the god of death to get married, and he was about to realize his dream so soon?

Sure enough, it was still a dream.

He Wanluo tried to think of some bizarre pictures in his mind to confirm his guess, but no matter how he tried, these pictures did not respond to the scene in front of him.He was a little confused, did he guess wrong?What is in front of you is reality?Or did he go to another parallel world?

He has seen quite a few movies about different dimensions, so it is inevitable that he will be dreaming about it at this moment.Or in a certain parallel time and space, there is also a person named He Wanluo who lives a completely different life from him. Maybe he is now in another world, living instead of himself.

People around are still urging.

He Wanluo frowned. Whether it was a dream or a different dimension, it didn't belong to his original life anyway. Thinking of this, he didn't bother to pay attention to the people around him. Regardless of the surprised eyes of others around him, he turned his head and walked to the church on the lawn go.He wanted to find Jing Ling immediately and ask what happened.

Passing through the noisy lawn and approaching the church, bursts of soft, mellow, delicate and solid piano sounds came from inside.

He Wanluo opened the door and walked in. At the other end of the long aisle in the church, Jing Ling was sitting sideways in front of a piano, playing slowly.The beautiful and flexible sound of the piano flows out from his fingers, turning into silky streams flowing through his heart, soft and peaceful, soft and comfortable.Under the warm sunshine, his brows were full of gentleness and calmness.

For a moment, He Wanluo was reluctant to make a sound to destroy such a beautiful and wonderful scene. At this moment, he only hoped that the years would be quiet and talk with the king, that the years like water would be the same with the king, and that the flowers would fade away with the old man.

"You're late." Realizing that someone had come in, Jing Ling stopped the movement of her fingers and turned her head slightly.

"Wait, I want to make sure first, are you the brother Jing I know?" He Wanluo suddenly remembered the business, he didn't know how to explain his guess to the person in front of him, he wasn't sure whether the person in front of him was with him The Jing Ling who has experienced life and death is still the Jing Ling who originally existed in this time and space.

"Alo, it's me."

Just four words are worth a thousand words, and He Wanluo is sure that this is his Brother Jing.

He Wanluo pointed to the door, and said puzzledly, "Brother Jing, what's going on?"

"This seems to be my dream."

Jing Ling was in this scene as early as a day ago, but he couldn't sense the existence of He Wanluo. In his constant attempts, he found that the controller of this dream was himself. Made some modifications to the original scene.

"So, you arranged the wedding?" He Wanluo finally understood, no wonder he had just made a wish to get married, and there was a wedding. It turned out that it was not the god of death who fulfilled his wish, but Jing Ling.

Jing Ling nodded slightly, "Do you like it?"

"Of course." He Wanluo's whole heart was filled with joy, and he nodded desperately, almost shaking his head, "So this time, the way to die is to simply choose to do it~ Love to death."

"Cough." Jing Ling coughed unnaturally, this guy will really spoil the good atmosphere.

He Wanluo doesn't take it seriously, food and sex are also sexual, in his heart, making love is a normal human need just like eating and sleeping. The most intuitive and honest expression of loving someone is the body's reaction.

"I invite today's newcomers to come on stage." The church bell rang, and along with the bell came the call of the master of ceremonies.

Jing Ling walked slowly from the other side of the church, and took He Wanluo's hand that was reaching out to him.

The heavy door of the church was slowly pushed open by the flower girl, and the white pigeons pecking in front of the door were startled and flew into the sky.Amidst the fireworks and ribbons falling one after another, He Wanluo and Jing Ling walked out from the inside of the church hand in hand. The wedding march resounded throughout the lawn, and the joy and happiness brimming with singing were also conveyed among the crowd. People watching the ceremony under the stage rang out applause.

When the two stood still, the priest in robes took out a thick Bible and began to read.Jing Ling and He Wanluo stood opposite each other, full of smiles.

Although it's only in a dream, He Wanluo can't wait to use the loudspeaker to share the happiness he is full of at this moment with the whole world.Being deeply loved by the person you love, that person will try his best to fulfill all his wishes, and he is willing to offer all the rich love in this world with both hands, and hold it in front of him.He Wanluo found that the longer he knew Jing Ling, the more he felt that he was a blissful water on the road of his life, always appearing at the end of the mountain, leading him to the time when the willows are dark and the flowers are bright.

"Jing Ling, are you willing to enter into a marriage contract with him, regardless of illness or health, or any other reason, love him, take care of him, respect him, accept him, and be loyal to him forever until the end of your life?"

"willing."

"I am willing too." Before the priest could utter the next sentence, He Wanluo couldn't wait to answer.

The priest also saw that he was a priest who had seen the world, and he knew that most of them were newcomers who couldn't wait for the whole tedious process to end because of joy, so he was very polite and simply omitted many steps in the middle, and directly pulled Jing Ling and He Wanluo hand, announced, "Both newlyweds have sworn to each other. In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, I announce that you are married. God has joined you together, and no one can separate you."

He Wanluo took Jing Ling into his arms, and everyone in the audience stood up and applauded warmly.

Someone started booing and asking for a kiss.

Jing Ling's face was flushed, He Wanluo was thick-skinned anyway, and she was able to deal with this kind of occasion with ease, and a light kiss was printed on Jing Ling's lips, which drew applause from the audience.

While Jing Ling closed her eyes, He Wanluo caught a glimpse of a discordant scene from the corner of her eye.

On the green lawn, a strange-looking stray dog ​​ran from a distance, rushing into the crowd of guests.The dog seemed to have been bitten by something, blood was oozing from its neck, and it was still gurgling blood. Its joints were not very flexible, and it ran a bit like a puppet with a string stuck, which was very weird.

The guests were all attentively watching the ceremony, and no one noticed the sudden appearance of such a strange creature, let alone thought that this creature might bring disaster to them.

He Wanluo stood tall and looked far away. Before everyone noticed, he saw the foreign creature that had just entered the crowd and started to catch people and bite. After biting four or five people in a row, it finally caused panic among the crowd.

Fortunately, security guards came forward quickly, but the dog looked weak but had great strength. Several security guards spent a lot of energy and finally caught it. The caught dog was still doing like a trapped animal. After the final struggle, an unbelievable scene happened. Its head twisted at an unfathomable angle, almost twisting its whole body into twists, and bit down hard on the security tiger that was pinching the back of its neck.

The security guard felt the pain, and immediately let go of his hand, and the vicious dog that had regained his freedom continued to run into the crowd. The security guard who was bitten was furious, and took out the gun he carried with him and shot the dog. The bullet went out. A hole was left in the stray dog's body, but the shot failed to kill it, and only briefly blocked its progress.The security guard was startled, the modified gun was extremely powerful, and the dog had already been shot through the hole, how could it be alive?

But the security guard had no time to take care of the anti-human dog at the moment. He found that his wound was suppurating rapidly, and the abscess began to spread. As the injury spread, it seemed that the nerves in the brain were also damaged, and he gradually lost consciousness. I fell to the ground and twitched.

The people who were bitten earlier also fell to the ground and twitched at the same time. The guests were stunned by the sudden shock, and some reacted quickly and quickly surrounded the wounded who fell to the ground and began to take first aid measures.And the person who was still twitching on the ground a moment ago suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had lost his consciousness, just like the vicious dog just now, he opened his mouth and began to bite.

Others don't know this situation, but He Wanluo is of course very familiar with it, he has just experienced it once.

It was obviously a warm wedding here a moment ago, why suddenly it became a slaughterhouse for zombies again?

"Brother Jing, isn't this also a surprise you gave me?" He Wanluo shouted silently in his heart, Brother Jing really failed at learning, and returned his good baby Jing Ling.

"Of course not, this scene seems to be getting out of control." Jing Ling said with downcast eyes.

When a dream begins to destabilize and its protagonist loses control, he's not sure if he can die to escape the dream.Any bold attempt is too risky, so from the current point of view, they must fight a bloody road from here in order to survive.

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