Hush!don't open the door for him

Mmm... so hot.

Fang Yin turned over and rubbed the soft thing in his arms with his cheek uncomfortably.

Throat is dry.Like a fire, it hurts.

Fang Yin turned over again impatiently, this time there were more discomforts.In addition to the throat, the muscles of the waist and legs also revealed a soreness, as if they had just been run over by a steamroller.

tsk...

Fang Yin sighed irritably, and reluctantly opened his eyes.

The sun seems to be very good outside, and the sky is bright and can faintly shine in through the curtains.

It's a fine day.

Fang Yin rubbed his eyes and sat up sleepily.

He leaned against the head of the bed and took two seconds to get used to the soreness in his body.

My mind is a little messed up.

He closed his eyes, and glanced at the photos on the bedside table from the corner of his eye.

It's a photo with Qin Pinggui.

It was a rare trip for the two of them.Wutai Mountain to go.At that time, Fang Yin's physical strength was not as good as it is now, and he was exhausted after walking for half a day.

Fang Yin in the photo is smiling happily.The young man's hair was disheveled by the wind, and he could even see faint beads of sweat on the tip of his nose.He turned sideways and leaned against Qin Pinggui.It is an unusual social distance that is not too intimate but reveals a little relationship.

This photo has been placed in Fang Yin's bedroom.

It wasn't until they broke up later that he put them in the closet and put them at the bottom of the box.

He rubbed his sore waist and eyes, leaned over and took the electronic alarm clock on the table to look at it.

The time was three years ago.

Fang Yin closed his eyes with an expression of "I knew it", took a deep breath and leaned back on the head of the bed.

Yep, fuck it again.

I don't know what new characters will come out this time.

Fang Yin's hand unconsciously touched the light ring on his knuckles.This time it felt empty, it was as smooth as before, and there was no trace of the ring.

? !

Fang Yin's hand paused, his eyes opened suddenly, and he rubbed his fingers again in disbelief.Then raise your hand to touch your ear.Then he held his breath and tried to summon the little wings behind him.

No.

Nothing at all.

All the things that could prove that he existed in the illusion are gone.

Fang Yin didn't care about the fact that he didn't seem to be wearing any clothes, so he lifted the quilt and looked out the window.

The sun was hanging in the sky well, a bit dazzling.

How long has it been since you saw the sun?

Fang Yin was a little stunned.

"What are you doing?" Qin Pinggui was probably attracted by his clinking.When he opened the door and walked in, he saw him standing by the window, completely naked, basking in the sun.

Frowning, he pulled the man away from the window, closed the curtain with his hand, and looked at him suspiciously.

Fang Yin looked at him without avoiding it.

Qin Pinggui didn't know what was wrong with him, frowned slightly, pulled off the coat that was on the chair, put it on Fang Yin's shoulders, then pinched his earlobe, and asked again: "What are you doing? "

Fang Yin didn't speak, and directly grabbed Qin Pinggui's collar with his hands, forcing him to bend slightly, and his eyes went in along the collar.The plain ring made by himself hangs around his neck neatly.This time the ring was on the right guy.All the details are right.

There is no gap in memory.

Fang Yin clearly remembered what he was doing before he passed out last time.

He was clearly in the third illusion, still struggling with the strange capsule in his body.After losing consciousness, I arrived here as soon as I opened my eyes.

Connected.It was different from the feeling in his first illusion.

Fang Yin suddenly became a little confused about the situation.He couldn't even make sure whether the person in front of him who was looking at him intently was really Qin Pinggui.

"It's nothing. I had a dream." Fang Yin looked up at him and said the first sentence.

His voice was hoarse and lazy, with the characteristic deepness after just waking up.

"What dream?" Qin Pinggui looked down at the young man's bare feet, pulled him to sit by the bed, watched him get dressed, and then handed him the warm water that had been dried by the bed before speaking. Said.

Fang Yin stared at him, observing every detail of Qin Pinggui's expression and eyes, and said, "I had a nightmare. We broke up. Three years later, the end of the world. I met you again, and together... we escaped together .I got caught in one of the links and woke up."

The youth said it quite lightly.But for some reason, when Qin Pinggui looked into his eyes, he always felt that what the young man experienced was not just a dream, those eyes were deep and complicated.It's like a night sky without stars and moons, staring at it for a long time is like a black vortex, which will suck people into it.

It has to be said that Qin Pinggui was frighteningly sensitive in observing Fang Yin's emotions.

"Fang Yin." Qin Pinggui held Fang Yin's face in his hands, his expression was still stern, but his brows and eyes were soft.

He rubbed the tip of Fang Yin's nose affectionately, and then put a kiss on it, pulling the young man into his arms.

"If that day really comes, don't be afraid. Even if we... have broken up and become strangers, I will protect you. Before I die, I won't let you have anything to do." Qin Pinggui's voice was heard Looking very solemn, he rubbed the back of Fang Yin's head and said.

Fang Yin closed his eyes.

Qin Pinggui in his memory once left a similar promise.

"I'm so tired, I don't want to practice anymore. Grabbing is too difficult. You can do it, why should I learn?"

"Be prepared, and I can't be by your side to protect you anytime, anywhere."

"But, it's safe. Our country is safe. I won't be in any danger at all."

"Fang Yin... I'm not with you most of the time. As long as I'm here, nothing will happen to you, but when I'm not here, I hope you can protect yourself."

I don't know if it's Qin Ping's return or not.At that time, Fang Yin regarded the teaching of skills as little fun, but now it really helps him a lot.

"What time is it, is it too late to go to the playground?" Fang Yin held Qin Pinggui's clothes, buried his head in his arms, and escaped from reality like an ostrich.he asked.

Qin Pinggui kissed him lightly: "It's too late. Go wash up and have breakfast."

As his words fell, Fang Yin's tears also rolled out, and he tilted his head and rubbed against the cloth on Qin Pinggui's shoulder.

He knew what was going on.

All the truth and completeness are due to this day, not made up by illusions out of thin air.It exists.It is Fang Yin's memory.

Fang Yin returned to her good memories of the past.

"That's too late."

Fang Yin said hoarsely.

The beautiful meaning is that even if you know it is poisonous, you still cannot control yourself from being bewitched and slowly indulge in it.

He really remembered the joy of that day.

First, he had an intense and exciting battle of wits and courage with Liu Yao. During the process, he was constantly harassed and hunted down by zombies, and his mind and body had already fallen into exhaustion.At this time, such memories are like arsenic to anyone.Willing to stop, even for a short break.

But Qin Pinggui and Fang Yin, who are out of memory, are falling into the countdown of the third illusion.Under the pursuit of Liu Yao and Doctor Yao.Fang Yin had to go out.

But the sun was really warm that day.

When the sun came down, it soothed every inch of Fang Yin's fatigue.

There is wind outside the window, there are trees, and the sky is clear blue.Even standing there with slightly squinted eyes, doing nothing, just feeling the lines of the wind, is good.

Qin Pinggui's embrace was also very comfortable.

The sun that day... was really, really warm.

in case……

It would be nice if we could stay here forever.

All the joyful beauty can stay in that moment.Enough.

"Qin Pinggui." Fang Yin took a deep breath and called his name.

The young man quickly calmed down.He hooked the corner of his mouth helplessly, and repeated again: "It's too late."

He didn't have time to experience all the beauty and comfort.He has to wake up quickly.Go and help remember Qin Pinggui outside.Otherwise, it would be too difficult for him to face the dangerous third illusion alone.

"What?" Qin Pinggui didn't quite understand what Fang Yin meant.

He felt the young man's hand loosen the hem of his clothes, and then pressed against his shoulder, pushing him away inch by inch.

The movement is difficult and slow, but also firm enough.

Fang Yin took a deep breath, before he had time to say anything, the person in front of him slowly began to become transparent until finally dissipated.

The surrounding light slowly dimmed, and then dimmed.Only Fang Yin itself still exists like a light source.

This situation is not unfamiliar to Fang Yin.This is a state similar to standby that will only appear when the illusion is successfully cracked and is about to end.

There were still tears of sadness hanging from his eyelashes, and his emotions were still brewing in his chest, and he didn't even know exactly what happened.

Just, is it over?

Fang Yin looked around in a daze.

Fortunately, they are still alive.

Although Qin Pinggui's expression was slightly startled, Zhong Ziyan had a bloody wound on his waist and abdomen, and Xu Sirui was covered in blood, but everyone appeared in this standby state that was about to return to the real environment, which proved that they were still alive.

But who broke the illusion?

On Fang Yin's side, he was still in the stage of psychological struggle, and even suspected of being greedy for warmth. Obviously, the cracking of the illusion this time had nothing to do with him.

"Ahem, it's me." Probably sensing Fang Yin's doubts, Xu Sirui's voice sounded weak.

He coughed several times in a row before recovering, and said slowly: "I don't know what you all saw after taking the medicine. It's probably different from mine. Under the eyes of the sky, what I saw It's very simple. It's all an illusion. When it's torn apart, it comes out."

There was still a drop of blood hanging on the tip of Xu Sirui's chin, and as he spoke, it fell into the endless darkness with a "click".

It seems... It is possible to know what Xu Sirui tore up.

Fang Yin looked at him who was a little numb to the point of understatement, and thought of Zhong Ziyan's angry words before, and the difficulty of this illusion.

He vaguely felt that Xu Sirui hadn't lied, and Zhong Ziyan hadn't lied either.

Fantasy is just hard.Only in Xu Sirui's eyes is it simple.

The final result is that if Xu Sirui is alive, he will definitely be able to crack it.