Yin Yang ferry

Guanghan had a heavy head on his shoulders, and a heavy silk flower in his hands.

Amidst the commotion, he faced the first question.

"Brother Han, do you have a girlfriend now?"

"No." Guang Han replied quickly, without any hesitation.

"Okay, pass the test, the second question, what food do you hate the most?"

This question requires a little thought, and Guang Han felt that he could not answer it within two seconds, so he simply rejected it.

"No."

"Really not?"

Guanghan shook his head.

"Okay, last question, listen up. Do you have a boyfriend?"

Seeing that he was in a hurry to leave, the other party simply played a gimmick, preparing to let Guang Han go easily.

Who knew that facing this question, Guanghan was silent for three seconds after thinking.

Seeing this, the crowd booed even more fiercely.

"If you don't have a girlfriend, then you have a boyfriend, right?!"

"No way, Brother Han, you actually hesitated, why did you hesitate!"

"Is your boyfriend Cousin He?"

Everyone laughed and made a fuss, half of them followed suit, and half of them didn't take it seriously.

But Guanghan violated the rules in this link, and then he had to choose to perform talents, or find a opposite sex to confess his love.

"Brother Han, confess your love to me, it doesn't matter just to complete the task!"

I don't know who took the initiative to shout, holding his face and staring.

Along the way, the little girls were impressed by Guang Han's appearance, and saw that he looked familiar, and soon found out that he was a well-known anchor, and followed his deeds to find out that he appeared in one or two film and television dramas.

In the era of big data, there are basically no secrets at all. Soon the whole group of people know about Guanghan's occupation, and his live video has been watched by interested girls. Half-fake confession, even if it doesn't come true, can still make the little brother remember his name.

Guanghan Xunsheng turned his eyes around, as if he had caught everyone in his eyes, but it seemed that he didn't look at anyone.

He said slowly: "Let me show my talent."

The drummer didn't know the dangers in the world, so he laughed when he heard the words: "Okay, come on, come on, do you want to dance or sing?"

Guanghan: "For singing, let's sing "Friends" by Emil Chow."

He has practiced the most and is the most proficient in this song.

Drummer: "Everyone be quiet, Brother Han is ready to sing!"

The hustle and bustle stopped one after another, and all eyes were on the most handsome person in the field.

He Shu didn't count, he was still sitting on the chair and dozed off, when Guang Han got up, he slid down directly, his head was tilted on the other's waist, he was having a good dream, and he probably wouldn't be able to wake up even if there was a thunderstorm.

Guanghan opened his mouth, and the singing voice flowed out slowly.

"In these years, alone. The wind has passed, and the rain has gone. There have been tears, and there have been mistakes..."

silent.

Freezing silence.

An eerie, suffocating silence.

In the small open space in front of the door, which was bustling just now, only Guanghan's singing echoed.

As the singing turned to a climax, the expressions of the crowd were also wonderful, full of the diversity of Van Gogh's colors, but also with the abstraction of Picasso, and finally solidified on Matisse's Impressionist finished product, colorful and messy in the wind.

"A lifetime of love, a glass of wine... I'm done singing, thank you for your appreciation."

Crowd: ...

Sparse applause rang out, led by Jiang Siyin.

"Brother, you sing really well, but next time, can you choose the confession?" Jiang Siyin expressed sincerely.

Guanghan also replied very sincerely: "I like to sing, and the lyrics are all right."

The lyrics are correct, but the tune has gone to dig potatoes in Siberia.

The corner of Jiang Siyin's mouth twitched, trying to save him some face, and declined to comment.

As a result, there are honest people next to him telling the truth.

"It's so ugly, stop singing, the mosquitoes are..."

Looking again, it turned out that He Shu was speaking in a daze.

Guanghan: ...

He patted He Shu, and seeing that he was still in a daze, his face flushed by the light, he reached out to touch him.

A little burnt.

"I'll take him back, you guys play first."

After Guanghan finished speaking, he carried him on his back, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

He Shu didn't know that he was transferred, and his mind was always in a state of sleep.

It stands to reason that you wouldn't be so sleepy after getting caught in the rain and catching a cold, but this kind of sleepiness is more like the tiredness that you haven't slept in for hundreds of years. Your whole body is weak and weak, and you can only let it be manipulated. This feeling of powerlessness spreads from the body to the spirit. As a result, he couldn't raise his spirits at all.

"What time is it..." he asked vaguely.

"Eleven o'clock." It seemed that Guanghan answered him.

He Shu groaned, barely opened his eyes, and soon fell back into a deep sleep.

"Go to bed after taking the antipyretics." Guanghan said.

Before he could answer, He Shu was already fast asleep.

Guanghan sat by the bed for a while, did not turn on the light, and drew the curtains, the room was very dark.

He waited quietly for a while, seeing if he would wake up in a while, he got up and left.

The moment the door closed, He Shu fell into another bizarre dream.

He is no longer a wild crane sitting by the river, and there is no familiar figure.

He Shu found himself walking on a road leading to the mountain.

Surrounded by dense forests, the sky is dim, and there is moonlight in the sky, but it is not clear.

He Shu looked down, and he was actually wearing the hooded shirt and sweatpants that were lying on the bed earlier.

Like a dream but not a dream, like reality and illusion?

His forehead was a little hot, he stretched out his hand to touch it, and pointed his two fingers between his brows, suppressing the hotness, then began to slow down and look around his surroundings.

The trees are half bright and dark under the moonlight, revealing the eerieness that belongs to the night alone, like the beginning of all ghost stories, always creepy and full of atmosphere.

The more He Shu looked at it, the more familiar it looked, as if he had been here before.

Yes……

During the day...

A dense forest by a stream? !

No, the vegetation here is denser than that dense forest, and we should go deeper, which is the primeval forest area where Oda forbids tourists to go deep. She once said that Chasing Longshan has a large area of ​​undeveloped primeval forest, among which there are vast The borderline has a changeable and treacherous environment. Whenever a tourist disappears after chasing Longshan, it must be because of trespassing or intentionally going to the primeval forest area to explore.

He Shu remembered that after Jiang Siyin asked for help and before they came to Yunnan, he also checked the information and found that there were occasional news of missing people and animals in the primeval forest area of ​​Chasing Dragon Mountain. Spectacular.

That's why Jiang Siyin and his classmates mistook the white light that was triggered when the practitioners of the two countries were fighting each other for an astronomical spectacle and spread rumors.

This also shows that this place is indeed not a place for ordinary people to come to. Throughout the year, except for the scientific expedition team members, the smugglers who die are just travelers who don't know how to live or die.

But now, here he is.

He Shu stopped.

He didn't know where he was going or why he was here.

They come, the security.

He closed his eyes and listened quietly to the movement around him.

The breeze blows and the leaves dance.

The virgin forest is also no different from the outside at certain times.

but--

And footsteps.

The sound of footsteps was very small, coming from behind, hurried and fast.

He Shu maintained the standing posture with his eyes closed, without moving.

"Didn't you say three, why only one?"