Rubik's Cube Seven Days Dream

Where is this...

Xue Yingying made a "stop" gesture: "I'm not persuading you, and things like feelings are not persuading, I just remind you as a friend, if you feel that you can't go on, don't leave others alone, after all, the three of us Let’s grow up together, don’t make it to the end, everyone will be ugly.”

Seeing Xue Yingying's earnest appearance, although Xu Minglang was full of doubts and wanted to speak, he was worried that it would be self-defeating and cause Yingying's misunderstanding.

"Actually, when you told me about this at first, my first reaction was that it was unreliable. Not only because you are both men, but more importantly...you are not the one about Xiaoxue. I don't know, for other people, a broken relationship may take a year or so at most, but it may not be so if he is put here, I guess the tragedy will be comparable to a magnitude [-] earthquake." Xue Yingying said seriously, "Besides, He is really thinking about the future of both of you now, do you know how much courage it takes to put each other into your own future?"

"Speaking of which, let me tell you the truth. Some time ago, he contacted me if there was any studio to recruit assistants. My roommate's father's studio is quite big, and there is also a branch in Binhai. He wanted me to call call."

Xu Minglang was puzzled: "Isn't he just a freshman?"

"Yeah, that's what I told him, but he insisted on going, saying that the rent in Binhai was too expensive, and he couldn't let you pay it alone. He wanted to make money as soon as possible."

"That... that's good too."

Xue Yingying took the pillow behind her, threw it on Xu Minglang's face, and cursed in a low voice: "What a big-headed ghost! Xu Minglang, do you have any heart? I think you drank fake wine last night."

Xu Minglang was stupefied, feeling that Xue Yingying in front of him seemed a little too wild.

But what Xue Yingying said next made him speechless again.

"Grandpa Zhou passed away last month, and that is his only family member." Xue Yingying glanced at the counter and sped up her speech, "His growth experience is different from ours. Before that, Grandpa Zhou was everything to him. Now that the old man is gone, you are his backbone. I am not forcing you to accommodate him, but I still hope that you can accompany him through this period of time, and you can speak clearly when he recovers from his injury. "

Hearing this, Xu Minglang finally understood that this was really just a dream, a dream so realistic that it was like a parallel world. In this dream, he and Zhou Xuerong were a couple, while Xue Yingying and the two of them were just "good friends" who grew up together. friend".

God! !This is the wildest dream ever!His girlfriend actually became someone else's wingman, busy sorting out the relationship between himself and another man...

Wake up quickly, wake up quickly!

Zhou Xuerong came over with two trays.

"The french fries are freshly fried. We've been waiting for a long time." Zhou Xuerong took out the items and divided them one by one. He gave the Coke without ice to Xue Yingying, and slowly opened the two burgers, and put the pickle in one of them. another one.

Under Xue Yingying's smiling gaze, Xu Minglang took the hamburger without pickles, but it was really difficult to take a bite naturally, so he set his sights on the French fries.

"Uh, French fries don't taste good when they're cold." Xu Minglang grabbed a few and stuffed them into his mouth. Before Zhou Xuerong could finish saying "be careful of burning", his tongue felt like being stung, it was so hot and painful.

Xu Minglang opened his eyes suddenly, there was a rusty smell of iron in his mouth, the position of the tailbone was cold and itchy...

He turned his head and saw an enlarged version of Zhou Xuerong's face, with his head propped up, lying on his side on the bed, with one hand dishonestly touching his tailbone.

"I'll go! You're sick!" Xu Minglang just said a word, the tip of his tongue trembled with pain, and he spoke like a big tongue. "How about a current debt? (What time is it now)"

Zhou Xuerong seemed to be in a good mood, and he wasn't in a hurry to get up, his curled legs were rubbing against each other, as if he was staying in bed.

Xu Minglang struggled to get up, sliding his tongue around in his mouth, trying to find where it hurts, but turning his tongue slightly to the side, the familiar pain came back.It turned out that there were oral ulcers on the tip of the tongue and the left side of the tongue. Judging from the area, it was estimated that two or three ulcers grew too close together and became one piece.

It's all due to the recent stress and lack of sleep. What's more important is that I haven't taken enough vitamins. It's normal to have ulcers...

Xu Minglang suddenly remembered the feeling of touching the hot French fries with the tip of his tongue...

He suddenly became sober, looking at Zhou Xuerong beside him, the more he looked weirder, he felt uncomfortable all over.The dream was so realistic, as if he could smell the aroma of hamburgers and French fries as soon as he closed his eyes, he could feel the warmth of the sun on his body, and... and Zhou Xuerong was shirtless for him The look of cooking.

Xu Minglang sat up and began to put on his shoes.

"Where are you going bro? It's cold outside." Zhou Xuerong lifted the quilt and wanted to get up.

"I pee."

Zhou Xuerong sat back again, looking at the back of the person in front of him, his eyes revealed a hint of tenderness.

In the corridor, the smell of noodle soup mixed with the humidity made Xu Minglang have unreal hallucinations.Standing outside the toilet, he saw people lying crooked in the room inside, covered with overcoats, and the heat from the little sun was overflowing. He pulled the handle and found that the door couldn't be opened.

Gently knocking on the door, a middle-aged man's voice came from inside.

"I'm inside, I have to wait a while, I'm suffering from constipation."

Xu Minglang didn't really want to go to the toilet at first, but just wanted to breathe. The short-term sense of security in front of him made him even more uneasy, especially after he had an unprecedented realistic dream just now, he couldn't tell which one was real for a moment. Which is a dream.

Xu Minglang fiddled with the roots of his oiled hair, walked outside the house, moved a stool and placed it at the door, facing the white snow falling outside the window.

The window was dark, but it was difficult to judge the time because of the cold weather. He looked back at the disc watch above the counter, which showed that it was 07:30 in the evening.

Xu Minglang snorted and smiled.After all, for now, time can no longer be the criterion for judging whether it is true or not...

Daigo empowerment.

Xu Minglang suddenly froze. He looked around and then reached out to touch the glass.The glass is cold.

Such a real touch is no different from the feeling he had just dreamed.He even remembered that the bright and majestic room smelled like new decoration, and all the details seemed to be rubbed in his brain.

In ancient times, there was a saying "Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly", which said that Zhuang Zi had a dream one day, and in the dream he was a butterfly. After waking up, he remembered that he was Zhuang Zi, and even he himself couldn't tell whether it was Zhuang Zi in his dream or not. Becoming a butterfly, or becoming Zhuangzi in the butterfly's dream.

Originally Xu Minglang was not a person who cared about philosophy, but in the second semester of his sophomore year, when he went back to Beijing to see Yingying, Yingying couldn't ask for leave for the scholarship, so he had to take classes with Yingying.

He still remembers that it was the only time he attended a philosophy class. The teacher who taught the class was an old man with gray hair but good spirits. and fantasy".

Who would have expected that the topic that was thought to be nonsense at the time has now become what Xu Minglang most wants to know about.

Because there was a faint worry in his heart, and it was this anxiety that made him restless. Although he didn't want to admit it, he couldn't control his brain.He can tell himself that whether the dream just now or the snowy world in April before him are all fake and illusory, but what about the world he originally lived in?What about the world where he and Xue Yingying have known each other and been in love for more than ten years, where they have tasted the warmth and coldness of life?

Is it fake too?

Xu Minglang firmly pressed his temples, telling himself not to think about it.

How he wished that there would not be this inexplicable heavy snow, let alone so many bizarre experiences. He was just a young man who got off work and was anxious to go home. Like everyone in this city, he was occupied by busy work during the day. , Only at night can I hide in the cheaply rented shell and find my incomplete self.

But now, even this ordinary happiness has become a luxury.

Beside the counter, Yu Haohuai, who had just woken up, fumbled in the drawer, finally took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, went to the window and started smoking.

"Is everyone else awake?" Xu Minglang stepped forward and asked.

"No, I'm exhausted."

"Ah."

Yu Haohuai inhaled intoxicatedly, looked out the window and said, "Tell me, when will the snow stop?"

"Who knows." Xu Minglang dusted off the smoke, "How long do we plan to stay here?"

"I don't know, and I didn't ask. Just based on the previous experience, going out is no different from going to death. I guess they all want to stay longer."

Xu Minglang didn't answer.

Yu Haohuai smoked the cigarette in hand in two or three puffs, even the butt of the cigarette was cleaned. The quality of the cigarette was not good, and the last puff choked his throat.He coughed twice, put away the remaining cigarettes and lighters in his pocket, and asked, "Do you believe that? Zhou Xuerong's lame explanations."

Xu Minglang didn't intend to stir up trouble, so he could only smile perfunctorily.

Unexpectedly, Yu Haohuai said that he was working hard: "Sooner or later, I will prove to you that Zhou Xuerong is the 'Rubik's Cube Killer' who is on the run. I know you have opinions on me and think that I make things difficult for Zhou Xuerong, but I still say that, he is too Suspicious. All the evidence I collected disappeared, and then I received an invitation letter. I met him as soon as I arrived at the base. Isn’t it obvious who is behind the scenes? If you think about his performance all the way, who will be fine? Wandering around with an ax?"

"He does sculpture."

Yu Haohuai stared at Xu Minglang for a while, and then let out a sigh-like laugh.

"You're deceiving yourself a little bit, Xu Minglang. Don't say it's me, you can see that look in his eyes, how can it be the eyes of a normal person?" Yu Haohuai changed his posture, "I'm in this business It's been almost ten years, do you know where people with such eyes are?"

Xu Minglang knew what the other party was going to say, but he was not interested in answering.

"In prison."

"Judging people by their appearance is unreliable."

"You know if you are reliable, Xu Minglang, sometimes you have to be smarter." Yu Haohuai patted Xu Minglang on the shoulder, muttered "It's too cold", and turned back to the room.

Xu Minglang felt cold all over his body, he also turned around and went back to the house.

Zhou Xuerong sat at the head of the bed, and when he saw Xu Minglang, he acted like a golden retriever seeing his master come home, his eyes lit up, and he quickly sat inside.

Xu Minglang didn't say anything, sat down and began to take off his shoes, wanting to get into the bed to keep warm.

"Thank you just now."

Xu Minglang lay down and said, "You heard it all."

"Ah."

"Don't think too much, take the time to rest."

The two were huddled together on a single bed, each having their own concerns, and a little embarrassed, when a loud cry erupted from the opposite side.

Everyone jumped up from the bed like a frightened bird.

"Help!!! There is a ghost in this toilet!!!"