Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

The feeling of waking up from the dream made Floating Dream feel very strange, and I can't count how long I haven't had the so-called dream.After being selected, he seldom dreamed again, even if he dreamed a few times, he always acted like a bystander, watching the development of the world and observing the trajectory of fate, but this time, very rare, what he did was not Not a prophetic dream.

It was an ordinary dream that he almost forgot, ordinary and soft, warm enough to make people cry.

He never mentioned his origin, nor would he miss that time, looking at his memory.It is too difficult to remember and miss those things when you have to forget yourself. When you can miss them, you find that those memories have long since become blurred.Obviously, a long time ago, he was just an ordinary person, with his own parents, who would chatter in his ear and hold his hand. Later, he gradually became a person, but life still continued, and his own , Ordinary and ordinary life.

The black hair was scattered all over the floor, and a blanket was covering his body. The boy stretched out his arms, covering his eyes, and just stayed like this quietly, without any further movements.

Is it nostalgia?Is it a pity?still sad?Or is there no feeling at all?

And why didn't he feel that his emotions were getting weaker and weaker, that something that belonged to him was flying away from him, and he couldn't grasp it no matter what, just like his parents, his life, his ordinary .

"It's so ugly." The young man spit out a few words, and his ears were keenly aware of someone walking over.The shoji door was opened and closed, and the visitor's movements were very meticulous. As he walked in, he could smell a light and elegant medicinal fragrance, with a little moist water vapor.Who is the visitor, Fumeng already has the answer in her heart.But he didn't move, and the other party didn't speak, and the two of them were doing their own things quietly.

I don't know how long it has passed, maybe the sun in the sky has sunk to the west, leaving only the crimson color of the sky, the boy-like god took off his arm, and when he was about to open his eyes, he was covered by a hand.Palms are warm.

The drug seller felt the little itch in the palm of his hand, and the other person's eyelashes fluttered lightly, like two feathers.After making sure that the other party had adapted to the light, he took his hand away.The pair of pure golden pupils under his hand stared at the sunset glow in the sky, dyed the golden yellow with a hint of orange red, Fumeng tilted his head, and looked at the sky quietly until the crimson and orange red completely disappeared in the sky, then turned back.

"How much time do I have?"

He is not able to stay in one world forever, and he is not sure when he will become that indifferent and ruthless law.The boy stretched out his two arms, and his sleeves slid down along with his movements. Under the soft light, his arms glowed with a soft light.The arm that belonged to the young man carried a slender sense of beauty. Fumeng opened his hand, looked at his hands seriously, and stroked each finger. He closed his eyes, as if he had made up his mind. Finally, he opened his eyes. Open your eyes and sit up.

The always dignified god leaned closer to his nominal shikigami, looking seriously at the other party's aqua-blue pupils. "I know, you are looking for a way to slow it down." The coquettish young man stared at the young man in front of him. It was because of his young age that his divine appearance became more dazzling. He sighed, "Yes." Fu Meng's expression was helpless. Sad but not happy, almost indifferent, "You guys, have you found it?"

The young man closed his eyes and nodded slightly.

Fumeng stretched out his hand and clasped the drug seller's wrist. There were burning flames in his golden pupils, resolutely and fearlessly, he said in a tone that was so calm that he didn't seem to be talking about his own business: "Do it!" .”

Such a method is not a way to slow down or regain his feelings, but a way to distribute a person's feelings to him.

This is already good.

The black-haired boy closed his eyes and sat on the edge of a bright courtyard. This is his domain, and the scenery will change according to his thoughts. In the shrine, he only wants to see this kind of scenery, and only this kind of scenery will appear. scenery.

The girl with mercury pupils appeared silently behind him, and Claire lowered her eyes, "You, have you made your decision?" She knew that once the other party made up his mind, he would never change it.Fu Meng turned his head and looked at the mercury snake that had grown a lot. He stretched out his hand and patted the place beside him, motioning him to sit down.

Claire sat down, she felt that as long as she could stay by his side all the time, it would be fine, but just when she thought it would be quiet like this, the person beside her suddenly spoke. "Claire, what was it like when you lost your relationship?" People like them are actually hard to empathize with, or they are not even human, they just have a certain concept of human appearance.Claire thought for a while, "It used to be throbbing because of seeing the starry sky, but now..." The girl touched her heart, her eyes looked at the clear sky, as if she was looking at the sky through it. The vast and distant starry sky. "Already, I won't beat for the twinkling of the stars anymore." It's no longer the girl who was chasing the stars and feeling her heart beating for the stars. She closed her eyes and looked solemn, as if she was sad, but also seemed to be just telling .

This is the principle of equivalent exchange. If you want to gain something, you must lose something equivalent.After a long time, the young god smiled. It was really a beautiful smile, like a soft cloud or a magnificent dream. He reached out and wiped it, and the bright courtyard scenery changed instantly, showing the original appearance , from the beginning there was only the distant sky, and the water reflecting the sky.

"It's time." Fumeng withdrew his smile, his expression calm and almost serene. He stood up and walked straight forward. Starting from the distance, the silhouette of the building gradually disappeared, and the mercury-colored girl was watching quietly. , all stories will have an end, regardless of whether there is an end or not.

The long hair like a crow's feather floated back with his steps, and at the same time, he was gradually becoming mature, and he was already closer to the man in the girl's memory.The beauty between teenagers and youths, but with the calmness and depth of adults.

Claire looked at the starry sky above her head, and the disappearance had gradually come to this side. She said softly, "I wish you a beautiful dream as vast as the sea of ​​stars."

The figure of the man disappeared at the end.

It is difficult for ordinary people to imagine what it would be like for emotions to disappear bit by bit. The food and books they once liked can no longer arouse a trace of emotion, and the interesting things in other people's mouths will no longer make them happy. , the death of a bird cannot arouse sympathy and sadness, even the loneliness is no longer felt, it is completely separated from the world like that, but it cannot be noticed, exists and does not exist, and lives like a ghost.Can that really be called alive?

Even despair and madness can no longer be felt, becoming cold and numb.

Fumeng looked at the young man standing on the water, looking up at the starry sky.

The water surface under the feet reflects the starry sky above, everything is magnificent and dreamy, and occasionally there will be shooting stars passing by above, disappearing from one end to the other.This is what it was like here.Light gold is a very gentle color, it will not be too dazzling like golden yellow, it will sting people's eyes, just like the sun at [-] o'clock in the morning, with a sense of warmth, as if anyone can Falling asleep in that warmth, and then waking up in tenderness.

"Have you decided yet?"

Fumeng looked at the young man in front of him, and the girl who was different from mercury asked him. He wanted to confirm to the person in front of him whether he had decided to share his feelings with himself, because after that, they would be a community.Can anyone imagine what it would be like to have a heart split in two?If not, no one will know what it feels like to share the illusory feelings with others.

Known as a drug seller, the young man who also did not tell his name or origin laughed, his coquettish makeup had a bright and gentle taste, "It has been decided a long time ago." There were ripples, and he stood side by side with the youth.The black hair was extremely soft. The man stroked his hair behind his ears, and his voice suddenly became very soft, as if floating on the surface of water.

"You, do you remember your name?"

The drug seller turned his head slightly, and the stars fell into the other's eyes.Those golden-yellow pupils had been filled with stars at some point, with a dark blue background, and the tiny stars that were indeed emitting light, with the sea of ​​stars as their eyes.

Fumeng also turned his head sideways and stared at the other party. The calm lake water also reflected the stars. He leaned over, and the distance of one finger seemed to be separated by tens of millions of light years. "Whether you remember or not, I will thank you You. Therefore, I will give you my name." The gods gave their precious, cherished, and unique names to their loved ones.

The young man with light blond hair opened his eyes wide, and in his eyes was the figure of the other party, and the opening and closing of his mouth was proof that they were connected to each other and never separated.

What does it take to get a person's name and how long does it take?What does it take to get a first name, and how long does it take?Undoubtedly, in addition to hard work, a clean and pure heart, and endless hours, a little luck is required.

The golden text drilled out from the black-haired man's chest, and finally fell into the young man's hands. It was obviously weightless, but it was like a thousand catties.The young man closed his eyes and pressed his hands on his chest, even if the other party forgot his name, he would remember it.Even if he forgets himself, he will remember that name.He sighed softly, flapped his eyelashes lightly, and said softly: "I love you." It's not the kind of superficial love that asks and is taken, nor is it the kind that makes people crazy, and it will be in the next second. The love that walks into death is a mixture of all kinds of love, a love that is closer to the word love itself, not just love, but another deeper love, like the sky, like the deep sea, like a bird Singing in the sun and in the forest, it is like the flowers on the branches are blooming, and the rain is falling to moisten the earth.

I love you without any reason or excuse, just looking back is enough for me to pour out my love for you.

[I love you, never a word.

Private ああなたを爱して、これまで一言もありません. 】

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感谢在2020-11-2023:06:41~2020-11-2121:27:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Hehe;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!