The people I chased later became my backup tires.

Xie Yu is gone.

Jiang Yanshen remembered it clearly.

Or put it this way, he is the only one in the world who still remembers Xie Yu.

Jiang Yanshen is not feudal and superstitious, but he is biased towards a scene that is beyond the level of cognition.

The whole world stood still.

Can you imagine that scene?

The wind blows the peach blossoms, and the scene where the petals are scattered by the wind is frozen in midair.

People coming and going on the street are all stilled, their eyes are half-opened, some are full of expectations for life, some are ordinary and happy.

But at this moment, they are like lifeless statues.

The hot air rising from the bun shop on the street was also frozen, the birds spread their wings and froze in mid-air, the sun lost its temperature, and shone coldly on this silent world.

Just because the world is frozen, Xie Yu, the only one who can still move and breathe, has become the most peculiar existence

Jiang Yan looked at the young man irresistibly, the young man looked at him plainly, and then at this absurd world, his eyes had a somewhat precipitated amber light.

The changes in this world seemed to be expected by the young man, his expression was indifferent and cold, and the innocence and innocence of the past were like ice and snow that was about to shatter.

The mask peeled off, and the real Xie Yu pinched his fingers indifferently. His brown eyes shone like ice floes, and his temperament was contradictory and elegant, like a well-mannered gentleman.

Jiang Yanshen couldn't move, a pulling force controlled his body, as if some kind of program had been activated.

He felt like a puppet, locked in place.

Xie Yu looked at him, their eyes met, the youth's outline was still exquisite, but Jiang Yanshen felt that the heart that was forced to be still in his chest began to break the chain and restraint, and beat slowly.

The consciousness has never been so clear, only Xie Yu's face is left in his mind.

That was Xie Yu, the person he had been secretly in love with for a long time.

Some strange pictures flashed in his mind, like the pictures of an old TV.

In the picture, he always likes to quietly pay attention to the boy in the uniform blue and white school uniform sitting diagonally behind him in the bright classroom.

The young man is handsome and exquisite, and his handsomeness stands out among his peers.

The boy in the blue and white school uniform is always polite, his every move seems to have been planned long ago, and even his smile is like a carved standard smile.

But there is no doubt that he is popular, and he can always see many boys and girls holding love letters to teenagers in the picture.

And the young man also accepted it with a smile, heartless, gentle and touching.

At that moment, the feeling of jealousy caused even these tiny pictures to shake a little.

The young man in the picture seemed to be aware of looking over, he moved his lips with a smile, and called his name.

Li Yang.

Like silhouettes from another world, these pictures are obviously unreal, but Jiang Yanshen feels that they are like his and Xie Yu's past and present lives.

What a beautiful word, past and present.

Jiang Yan blinked deeply, and his fingers trembled slightly. He found that he was like a revived body. Gradually, the temperature returned to his body.

Xie Yu seemed to be aware of his abnormality, but also didn't seem to know anything. The boy just looked at him with eyes that were the same as those in the memory fragments, and his light red lips moved.

Jiang Yanshen made a distinction, the boy said goodbye.

It means meeting again, Jiang Yanshen subconsciously thought so.

Everything around him dimmed, and Xie Yu's body gradually became transparent, like a phantom that could be blown away by the wind.

At that moment, Jiang Yanshen had an inexplicable impulse to break free from the shackles, to touch the young man, to ask him, if he still couldn't remember himself.

He is obviously Jiang Yanshen, but it seems that there is another soul in his body that loves the boy deeply.

Xie Yu's figure completely disappeared in front of him, like the end of some kind of fate, and also like a mysterious reincarnation.

Jiang Yanshen didn't feel afraid. He even vaguely thought that one day he would see the boy again.With different identities, different eyes, to meet the most real boy.

Everything before Jiang Yanshen's eyes fell into a drowsy gray state, and he clearly saw many transparent threads similar to fishing lines in the gray sky, which connected everything in front of his eyes.

Whether it is human beings or houses, trees, flowers and plants, the edges of everything are connected with this transparent silk thread that suddenly appeared.

Only he doesn't.

Jiang Yanshen could see a broken silk thread all over his body, and he thought calmly and absurdly that this thread should be the one that controlled him.

Does this world really exist?

Who is Xie Yu?

Those tumultuous memory fragments disappeared with the disappearance of the boy, leaving only a few dots of memory.

Jiang Yan moved his stiff body deeply, his eyes rolled slightly, and after an unknown amount of time, he walked to Jiang Heguang's side.A transparent silk thread hung from the back of Jiang Heguang's neck.

Jiang Yan stretched out his hand deeply, but the silk thread passed through his fingers.

He couldn't touch the thread.

He looked up at the gray sky that seemed to be stained with pollution, and there seemed to be some strange mechanical sound faintly coming.

The roar of the machine was like thunder and lightning.

Jiang Yanshen could only faintly hear some mysterious, indifferent, rigid voices without the slightest breath of life.

"...the antivirus program has been activated..."

"The world is 50.00% polluted, recyclable..."

"Antivirus progress 50.00%...70.00%...90.00% nine..."

"Currently the world has been disinfected, and the order recovery system is activated..."

"The restart was successful."

Jiang Yan listened deeply to those strange voices and strange words, and noticed that the gray, disaster-like sky was gradually clearing up.

The sun came out again, and the arc of the setting sun hanging in the sky remained unchanged.

The wind blew past, and the petals finally fell to the ground, and the birds in the sky fluttered their wings and stayed on the branches. Their black pearly eyes turned left and right, and they seemed to be inexplicably shocked.

Jiang Heguang also came back to his senses. The boy with a baby face looked at him as if his eyes seemed to have a somewhat confused arc.

Jiang Yanshen felt chills down his spine, he could no longer treat Jiang and Guang, or in other words, he could no longer treat people in this world as real people.

Everything is like a dream, but Jiang Yanshen understands that those things happened for real, not just a dream.

Jiang Heguang's behavior became even weirder. He smiled at Jiang Yanshen without any haze, and comforted him for his hard work in handling affairs in the past few days.

Of course Jiang Yanshen knew that he had bad intentions. Those military affairs were trivial matters. Of course, Jiang Heguang would not allow him to deal with matters of power.

So Jiang Yan was deeply surprised that Jiang Heguang never mentioned Xie Yu from the beginning to the end.

It was as if he completely forgot about Xie Yu.

Jiang Yan shrunk his fingers nervously, as if there was a raging storm in his mind, raging and crazy.

"Jiang Heguang, do you still remember Xie Yu?"

Jiang Heguang was startled, his eyes sank, as if he had no memory of the name.

"Xie Yu? Could it be some kind of friend of the little uncle? I really haven't heard of this. If the little uncle needs it, he can order someone to look for it."

Jiang Yan's deep eyes drooped, and it took him a while to say to Jiang Heguang, "No need."

He returned to his bedroom, and all the photos and portraits of the boy on the desk disappeared completely, as did all the information about Xie Yu, and none of Jiang Yanshen's subordinates remembered that there was such a person as Xie Yu.

Jiang Yanshen went to the small courtyard, which was still very elegant, but the traces of the youth's life disappeared completely, and the pot of orchids outside the window had withered, as if it hadn't been taken care of for a long time.

A servant passed by and saw Jiang Yanshen looking at the potted flower, so he explained: "It was the commander's favorite potted plant when he was alive, and no one was allowed to touch it, so it's all withered now."

How is it possible, Jiang Yan thought quietly.

That pot of orchids was clearly Xiao Yu's favorite flower, and the young man cared for it carefully, like treating a fragile little pet.

He seemed to understand the meaning of that weird voice, and the world restarted.

In everyone's memory, Xie Yu no longer exists, except him.

The virus that the voice called was most likely him.

Those wonderful memory fragments, those strange transparent threads, and those absurd things were displayed in front of him alone.

Jiang Yanshen held a black pen in his hand, and only two names were written on the white paper.

Thank you, thank you.

Black on white paper, beautiful and strong.

A gust of wind blew in from outside the window, and the fragrance of peach blossoms wafted faintly. Jiang Yan withdrew his gaze and looked at the white paper again.

Blank.

Empty, like the soul body of a ghost.

The pen in Jiang Yanshen's hand slipped down, and the pure white paper was rendered with a thread-like ink color.

A name that is not allowed.

Jiang Yan rubbed the center of his brows weakly, he was a little worried, worried that he would be forced to forget the young man on an ordinary day.

This sense of urgency made him recall even more frantically.

At first sight, tempted, fell in love.

Jiang Yanshen no longer intrigues with Jiang Heguang, he voluntarily left the power in the commander's mansion, and returned to the small home where he was with Xie Yu in the first place.

It seems that the memory will not be affected here, Jiang Yanshen half leaned against the wall in silence, and those memory fragments belonging to another world flooded towards him like the tide breaking the embankment.

Jiang Yanshen saw a lot of backs, it seemed that Xie Yu in that world left more backs for him in that world.

Until Xie Yu vaguely expressed his kindness to him, this made 'he' delighted and unbelievable.

But 'he' was keenly aware of something weird. On the one hand, Xie Yu expressed his affection for 'him', and on the other hand, he faced 'him' with a rigorous attitude as if he was facing a test product.

Jiang Yanshen didn't see the complete part of Li Yang's memories, the end of this memory stayed on Xie Yu's note to "him" on his phone.

"No. [-] love observation object."

Jiang Yan rubbed his head wearily, but that feeling of frustration couldn't be dispelled no matter what.

He has always been very good at adjusting his emotions, and it is also because whether it is Li Yang and Xie Yu or Jiang Yanshen and Xie Yu, there are more happy and happy memories.

Jiang Yanshen and Xie Yu get along warmly and lovingly day and night.

Li Yang has a crush on Xie Yu's daily warmth and motivation.

These are actually enough, enough for him to last until the day when he sees the boy again.

Jiang Yanshen did not stay in the hut all the time, he left Shaocheng, perhaps because he took the initiative to delegate power, and Jiang Heguang never made things difficult for him—in the eyes of Jiang Heguang, who had forgotten Xie Yu, he could only be regarded as a cooperative stranger.

Jiang Yanshen took the initiative to go to the area where the war was raging.

Even though all of this might be controlled by something, Jiang Yanshen couldn't turn a blind eye to the life in front of him.

He put on his military uniform and cap, and put on his gun. This time, he climbed to a high position with his own strength.

There is also a lot of reputation for lifelessness.

Many people call him a lunatic, but fear and admire him.

Those Japanese soldiers were even more terrified of his team.

Time was long and long, until one day, Jiang Yanshen felt a strange pull again.

The familiarity of the soul warmed him almost to tears.

Xie Yu is always the luminous body that attracts him, and he is always willing to abandon everything and run towards that person like a moth to a flame.

If this is not love.

The author has something to say: Sister in this world, I took out the episode, and explained some past events of Li Yang and Xiao Yu, and the world in Jiang Yanshen's eyes after Xiao Yu left.

Li Yang: To tell you the truth, I am a coward with a secret love

Xie Yu: I thought I was a licking dog

Good sisters, will this make it look more complete QwQ

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 463270015;

Thank you to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: it's me, 1 bottle of Li Che;

Hug my sisters and turn around