Shen Gong Ji

The author has something to say: It’s HE~~ In other words, if you like children’s shoes, please automatically stay in the previous chapter...

Then there is no long comment for this article... T_T

That... In fact, the real ending is only up to the end of the postscript. I really can't stand the abuse of the main text, so let's read on... Actually, I personally think that the ending is the ending up to the end of the postscript... Just Jiang Zi...

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It was already mid-moon when Yang Juntian came out of the gallery, he locked the outermost iron door, went to a nearby 7-11 to buy two steamed buns for dinner, and then strolled slowly home.The locust trees along the road grew lush again, and the summer night wind could not dissipate the heat of the day. He raised his head to look at the not-so-full moon among the leaves, and then looked down at his feet.

The road is flat, all manhole covers are well covered, and there is no longer a passage leading to joys and sorrows.

When he woke up in the hospital bed five years ago, he only learned that he had fallen into the manhole cover, knocked his head, had slight internal bleeding in the cranial cavity, and woke up after six days of coma.He watched his father peeling apples for him, and kept scolding him for walking without looking at the road. For a moment, he felt as if he was in a dream.

Only six days?

Could it be that the six years in her husband's country were just a dream?

But if it is a dream, why is it so real and so heart-piercing?So many joys and sorrows, all so real, how could it be all his hallucinations?

Faced with such a turning point, he suddenly felt empty.But as soon as he saw his father's face, his heart was filled again little by little.

That's fine, anyway, life is like a big dream, isn't it...

Let him pass the past. This is God giving him another chance to be happy, right?

Coming out of the hospital, he took a deep breath.Beijing's air polluted by car exhaust is not as clear as the water in my husband's country, but it smells full of vitality at this time.

The father felt that his son had changed a lot since the accident. He became quieter and calmer, and he never touched online games again.He quietly created oil paintings by himself, and then sold them online, but he didn't expect them to sell well.So in the third year, I rented a small store as my own gallery.The old man was very satisfied. Although being a painter was not a job that could make a lot of money, he saw that his son was doing happily, so he let him go.The only thing I was worried about was that my son was 27 this year, but he didn't even have a date, so he started trying to introduce a date to his son.

As a result, Yang Juntian looked at his father seriously, "What would you do if I told you that I'm gay?"

The old man was so frightened that he almost breathed out.

After three days of ideological struggle, the old man figured it out.Anyway, it was the son who was looking for a partner, not himself.It's better if the son likes it.Otherwise, if you get married and divorce again, and your life is not happy, isn't it just for nothing?

So Yang's father told Yang Juntian very tactfully that if his wife was a man, he would accept it, but in the future he must get a test tube baby or something, the Yang family can't cut off the incense.Yang Juntian was teased by his father and couldn't stop laughing, but then a familiar face came to mind again, and his heart was tingled.

Yang Juntian ate the buns and climbed up the stairs, and opened the door caressingly.There was a smell of chicken soup in the room, and Father Yang was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"The soup is ready, put it on the stove, serve it yourself."

"Oh. I bought two buns today, do you want to eat them?"

"Eat it, leave me alone."

Yang Juntian drank chicken soup with steamed stuffed buns, and watched the dull TV series. He felt that the actors in the TV series were too fake, let alone not as good-looking as the people he had met in the palace before.

At this time, someone suddenly rang the doorbell.Yang Juntian shouted "Come here", put down the steamed stuffed bun to wipe his hands, and ran to open the door.There were two policemen standing outside the door, "Excuse me, are you Yang Juntian?"

Yang Juntian panicked, and asked cautiously, "I am, what's the matter with you?"

A policeman said, "Sorry to bother you so late. But is anyone in your family lost?"

Yang Juntian said, "No."

The two policemen looked at each other with a little puzzled expression, "But when we were patrolling near your house just now, we saw a man in strange clothes crawling out of the manhole cover. Ask him and he can't tell where he lives, he always says Did I come to look for Yang Juntian from some Wonton or Dumpling Sect."

Yang Juntian was stunned, his heart shook violently, "The Gate of Chaos?"

"Yes, that's the one. Do you know him?"

As they spoke, the two police officers stepped back, revealing the people behind them.

At that moment, Yang Juntian heard the sound of the stars blooming all over the sky, and the familiar smile was like plum blossoms coming out of the snow from a dream.His mind went blank, and for a short moment, it seemed as if thousands of years had passed, whizzing past between them.

"Little...Little Emperor..."

Before he could finish his words, he was sealed with a kiss.The astonishment of the two policemen has long since become an insignificant background, and the whole world dies around them in an instant.

Returning from day to day, even at the age.

The Heavenly Dog Eclipse Moon that was not waited for finally seemed to be waited for by another person.