Cangyun [Sword Net Three]

Wu Lang suddenly opened his eyes, feeling sore all over his body.When he came to his senses, he realized that he was lying on the table, and he didn't know how long he had slept.He stood up, suddenly froze.

The wooden raised bed, the desk wall covered with sticky notes, the bookshelf full of professional books, novels and magazines, the computer with the screen still on, and the computer screen still stuck on the game interface of Jianwangsan, his Cangyun was seriously injured lying on the ground. In a corner of the war-torn Luoyang City, a reminder box popped up in the center.

【Your injury has recovered】

【In situ healing】【Back to camp to rest】

He came back to his senses after a while, and immediately looked at the time in the lower right corner of the computer. It was July 2015, 7, the day he traveled through!

Wu Lang suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart, and he staggered to the ground, dripping with cold sweat, as if someone had stabbed him in the chest, and the whole chest was leaking air.

"Third, what's wrong with you?" A head with a headset popped up next to him, Wu Lang's eyes were blurred from the pain, and he couldn't distinguish the sound for a while.

He has lived in another world for more than ten years, and this person's voice is too strange to him.

"Third, don't scare me! Wait, wait, I'll send you to the infirmary right now. Damn, you can sleep on your stomach and still have trouble sleeping, awesome."

"No need... I just have a stomachache."

"I've never seen someone who hurts like you... Hehe, it must be my aunt."

"Fuck off!"

"You're really fine, why don't I go to the infirmary and buy you a pack of painkillers?"

Wu Lang let out a breath slowly, feeling that the pain that almost pulled out his heart had gradually disappeared, leaving only some minor tingling pains remaining on the nerve endings.He stood up, pulled a chair casually, and sat down. His whole body was a little weak, and he said, "It's okay, just take a rest."

"That's it, don't hold back if you have something to do, brother is here."

"En." Wu Lang responded in a low voice, feeling at a loss in his mind for a moment.He walked to the balcony of the dormitory, and at a glance, there were blue clouds and blue sky.

The red and white school buildings are surrounded by lush camphor trees, and the lush green leaves flutter in the wind in the sun.A boy passing by on a bicycle, a girl holding a book in her arms, a couple embracing under a tree, and the sound of roommates behind them shouting and directing the copy.

Everything is so real, including the severe pain just now.

The more than ten years he traveled through seemed like a big dream, but he stayed there for too long, so that he had the illusion of reality.

Is it really just a dream?Is that Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou?

Wu Lang gripped the railing tightly, the veins on the back of his hands bulging.

If this is just a dream, what about Yang Jichuan, where is his Chuan'er?Is it just a figment of imagination?

No, he didn't want to accept that.

A scene suddenly flashed in his mind, and he immediately ran back to the computer, closed the game, opened the search engine, and quickly typed a line of words on it.

After getting the phone number, Wu Lang grabbed the phone and ran out of the dormitory, walked to the end of the corridor, and dialed the number.

His voice was low, as if he had become the mighty general commanding the three armies again.

"Hi, hello, is this the Academic Affairs Office of K University... Yes, I'm the parent of a student... I want to check the sign-in rate of Ji Chuan in the law department recently... Well, I'm his brother, he recently There was some awkwardness with the family, and I was a little worried."

"Wait a minute, let me check for you."

"alright, thank you very much."

After waiting like years, the other end of the phone finally said: "Ji Chuan from Class 12 of the 3th Law Department has attended classes on time for the past week. You can rest assured that you have signed in."

"Thank you very much, teacher."

"You're welcome. If there is any conflict, it's better to make it clear."

"Yes, I will communicate with him again."

After hanging up the phone, Wu Lang slumped on the ground as if collapsed. He raised his hand to cover his eyes, almost wanting to cry bitterly.What he was most afraid of, what he was most afraid of, was that the Academic Affairs Office told him that there was no such student as Ji Chuan in the Law Department of K University.

He stood up, gripped the phone tightly, and already had a decision in his mind.

Go to K University to take a look, he must go, otherwise he will regret it for the rest of his life.

Immediately, he used his mobile phone to book a high-speed rail ticket from city S to city B at nine o'clock in the evening.He didn't even tidy up his salutes, he just took his wallet key, told his roommate that the teacher asked for leave by name and left quickly.

The drive took only five hours, but he felt that he had traveled thousands of years, from the war-torn era of cold weapons all the way to the 21st century of tall buildings.He suddenly felt all kinds of unreality, as if there was no place for him.

It was already past two in the morning when he arrived in City B.In South Station, there are still many people waiting for the night train sitting sleepily in the waiting hall, chatting, or dozing off on the people around them.

Wu Lang took a deep breath and walked out of the train station. There are many 24-hour hotels nearby.It's not the peak season now, so even though it was late at night, he was able to book a room.

He fell down on the big soft bed, not feeling sleepy at all, just thinking that he would see Chuan'er soon, he was nervous and excited, but even more apprehensive.He kept his eyes open until four o'clock in this complicated mood, and finally couldn't stand the sleepiness, and fell asleep with the quilt on his hands.

When I woke up, it was past lunch.

After washing up and leaving the room, he started to take the bus according to the route indicated on the mobile phone map, get on the subway, and then take the bus.After going back and forth for more than an hour, I finally stood in front of the gate of K University.

Mixing in the crowd of students coming in and out, he entered the school gate naturally.I took the school bus and ran to the law school site, inquired left and right, and finally found out which classroom Class 12 of the 3th-level law department was teaching this afternoon.

Panting, Wu Lang ran towards the teaching building, and there were many latecomers with pale faces nearby, who climbed the stairs quickly with the wind under their feet like him.

Class 3 was in classroom 405 on the fourth floor today. Wu Lang climbed up the fourth floor in one breath. He didn't know whether he was tired or nervous, and his throat was so congested that he could hardly breathe.

One of the two doors of classroom 405 was open. He stood at the gate panting heavily, and the eyes of everyone in the classroom instantly shifted to him.The female teacher wearing glasses turned around to examine him, her eyebrows furrowed into a ball.

Wu Lang's eyes quickly swept across the many faces in the classroom, but within a thousandth of a second, his eyes were involuntarily glued to the boy sitting by the window.He was also looking at him, but his eyes and eyebrows shrouded in the shadow of the sun were so dim that it was hard to distinguish.

Wu Lang felt a pain in his heart, and before the female teacher reprimanded him, he quickly said: "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm late." Then he ran into the classroom without any explanation, and sat down beside the boy in a daze.

The female teacher stared at Wu Lang, knocked on the table to get everyone to focus, and then continued the class.

Wu Lang touched the boy's arm beside him, and smiled flatteringly: "Student, I don't bring any textbooks, can I read them together?"

The man nodded silently and pushed the book halfway over.Wu Lang saw the notes he wrote on the gaps in the pages, the words were calm and neat, just like his person.

Wu Lang didn't listen to the teacher on the podium who was speaking in a cadence and rhythm.His nose can only smell the faint lemon fragrance of the people around him, his ears can only hear the rhythmic breathing of the people around him, and his eyes can only see the fingers of the people around him holding the pen and a piece of white hair protruding from his sleeve. wrist.

He just sat beside him like this, recalling his dying body leaning against his cold body for a moment in his mind.The sunlight coming in from the window made him feel warm again, he turned his head slightly, and could see the fine fluff on his face under the sunlight.

Time can be slow and time can be fast.

The class ended without knowing it, and everyone left without knowing it, and the two of them were left in the whole classroom, sitting quietly together.

That's it, it's good to just sit like this until the end of time, Wu Lang thought to himself.

The speeding wind lifted the light blue curtains beside the bed, causing them to rattle violently.

Wu Lang suddenly heard the people around him speak: "I'll treat you to dinner, and we'll go to the movies after dinner."

Wu Lang burst out laughing, and smiled, but tears gradually fell down: "You are so unattractive no matter where you are, classmate Ji Chuan."

"Dating, isn't that what it's all about?"

"Do you know where the real date is going?"

There was doubt in Ji Chuan's eyes, and Wu Lang smiled slyly: "Of course I went to the hotel to get a room!"

Ji Chuan's cheeks turned red, and Wu Lang laughed wildly on the table.

"Fool, it's still so nonsensical."

Wu Lang put his hand on the back of Ji Chuan's hand, slowly turning it, his fingers intertwined, absolutely fitting.He took Ji Chuan's hand, and kissed him lightly like a pilgrimage.

"I've got you again."

"Yes, you got me."

The golden sun slid across the clear blue waves outside the window, and the sky was bright.

And in this world, there is no better meeting than this one.

END

The author has something to say: at the end of the text, let out a long sigh of relief, and bow with a thousand words.

I love Father Cang, and I have confessed to Father Cang a hundred times!

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I may write a few extra stories, so stay tuned.