Into a parallel world

is warm, the person is alive.This was Qiao Ye's first feeling. With this realization, Qiao Ye's heart relaxed.He slowly moved away the arms hanging around his waist, and carefully arched his body out of the opponent's controllable range.

Before he could make another move, a magnetic voice with a nasal sound came from above his head: "Are you awake?" Qiao Ye was startled, his body froze in place, his eyes bulging as if he wanted to make sure that he was looking towards the source of the sound, I saw the man squinting at him with a pair of good-looking eyes, the dark eyes were like the darkness that he wanted to escape in countless dreams, deep and bottomless, once he entered, there would be no turning back.

Qiao Ye quickly avoided it, that face had its own magic power, which attracted him to explore its owner, but he couldn't, Qiao Ye kept telling himself, no, he would lose his life.The man lowered his eyelids, and his slender eyelashes separated the falling sunlight from the pupils, leaving a shadow on the lying cicada. After a moment, the eyelids were raised again, and the man's full lips still maintained a proper curvature. He said: " We are together."

? ? ?Qiao Ye was still shocked, what happened to this sudden change?

"You..." There was a man in retro clothes behind him in front of the wooden window, then a man who visited him in the ward and called him Aye, and then a man in a white coat who said he was mentally ill. Now it seems that everything is illusory, as if The bubbles on the water surface began to burst one by one under the sun, and now he saw such a familiar person again, and it was so real, as if he had really woken up this time in the process of countless waking ups.

However, the countless times of waking up in the past were extremely real at the time. This time, is it a dream or reality?If it was a dream, what price would it have to pay for it to be real?It's reality, so who is he now?

He began to distrust himself.

"Who am I?" Qiao Ye asked feebly.

"Call me," the man said.

Qiao Ye stepped back subconsciously, looking at the man with fear in his eyes, and there were countless "call me" and "call me" in his mind at the same time, each time in exchange for a bloody panic escape.

"I'm sorry, I don't remember anything." Qiao Ye crawled back with both hands, his body tensed and ready to rush out of bed at any moment.

"Hehe." The man shook his head with a grin, stared at Qiao Ye without blinking, and then quickly stretched out his long arms to grab him. Qiao Ye, who had reached the edge of the bed, returned to his warm embrace in a second. .

"You're tired from playing in your dream. I can't even catch you." The man sighed, and picked Qiao Ye's hair with his knuckle fingers, "Call me, we... are lovers, and we will be together in the future." Live together. And--"

Ming paused, bowed his head and buried it in Qiao Ye's neck, and whispered unquestionably, "Welcome to my world."

Welcome to my world.

Smiling, his eyes full of interest, he pursed his lips contentedly, he finally didn't have to overlook all of this alone for the rest of his life, what a boring and boring day it was, it was not as peaceful as the years written in the book, and there was no sunshine to feel bright.But holding this snatched man, just lying on a bed and waiting for the sun to wait for the night is so satisfying, how fragile is his provocative breathing, kicking and waving.

He is like a demon wandering alone in a castle in the dark depths. Outside the castle are layers of thorns. On the sharp and blunt thorns, you can see dried blood and scratched skin groups. A huge moon hangs high in the sky. The light here is the hazy light of the moon, where day and night are reversed, a gap forgotten by time and space, no one goes out and no one comes in.

Qiao Ye's body was stiff, his mind was buzzing, and many images flickered in front of him.

'Want to fly? '

'You refused to wake up, so I had to come to you. '

The tape slid through the card slot, and all his memories were skipped like a revolving lantern. After skipping, they would no longer exist. He would never remember the past, and all memories would only be one The Taotieming man, the other party's voice and smile became extremely clear.In the end, there were only fine raindrops falling down, and he felt that he was falling continuously, and someone stopped in mid-air to watch him fall into death little by little.

The back of his head fell to the ground, and the smell of blood filled the air. He looked down at himself who fell on the concrete floor. His death was not a good look, at least he didn't turn into minced meat. Fortunately, there was a whole body.He died. As soon as the last trace of breath drifted into the air, it was pressed down by the pattering raindrops. The blood scattered around his corpse. Qiao Ye looked at himself numbly, and suddenly sensed someone above him. He stood stiffly. Raising his head, he saw a man in black clothes and black trousers bowed his head, looking indifferently at the corpse on the ground, his ice-like eyes were filled with... pain that he couldn't catch.

This person pushed him down the stairs, so why does the emotion of pain still exist?

The high-rise buildings in this world are slowly dissipating, just like when summer night falls, swarms of fireflies are rushing around. Those lights are on or off, and they are completely dark on the way of gradually dying out. This world collapses.

His flesh lost its shape like sand flowing out of a funnel in the final touch.The light rain turned into heavy rain, and puddles formed on the ground until the ground cracked, and the rain fell down the abyss, and the soul floating in the air fell into the darkness. Where was he going?

Welcome to my world.

Qiao Ye lost his mind, and since he woke up that day, he has been lying down day after day, occasionally sitting in front of the sunny window under the guidance of Ming, breathing the air here, the smell of damp soil and green grass The air, mixed with the smell of roses floating on the tip of the nose, is really refreshing.Often this time Ming will play the piano.

gymnopedienr.1, step by step, slow lyrical, no matter in the morning dew or the afternoon sun, this song can always make people feel extremely quiet and peaceful, just like closing your eyes and dying in the music Wake up is very happy.

"Aye." Ming stopped playing, the sound of birds chirping outside the window cleared away the misty clouds, and the green hills in the distance were shrouded in moist white gauze with faint smoke. Qiao Ye pretended not to hear it, and was still staring into the distance .

"I was thinking." Qiao Ye said in a daze after coming over for a while, "Why do I not wake up anymore when I close my eyes?" Withdrawing his gaze, he landed on Ming who was sitting in front of the piano, and said to himself , as if you just need to talk to him, "I only know that my name is Qiao Ye, I don't know how old I am, I don't know what I did originally, what am I good at? Do I have any relatives or friends? Even, me and you How did you meet, etc., too many, am I old, I can’t remember many things, but my hair is not white yet.” With a long sigh, Qiao Ye raised his face and closed his eyes, letting Fragrant kiss his cheek .