This is what happened on the second anniversary of Zheng Hengzhao and Gu Shengge after they got together.

Zheng Hengzhao was lying on the bed and opened Weibo, "Happy Second Anniversary of Mrs. Zhaoge" has been on the top of the trend.

Squinting with a satisfied smile, he grabbed Gu Shengge's pillow on the side and hugged it in his arms, turned off Weibo and sent a WeChat message to the man.

"How long will it take to come back?^^ the bed is so big, and the pillow is not as good as you. ”

The people on WeChat were slow to respond. Zheng Hengzhao glanced at the time, thinking that the person was probably filming, and turned over with a sigh.

Holding the pillow in his arms tightly, Zheng Hengzhao sniffed the good smell of Gu Shengge on the pillow, and suddenly became a little drowsy.

groggily thought that the chocolate he was going to give to the man had not yet had time to hide...... Irrepressibly, Zheng Hengzhao fell asleep sleepily.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a dark nothingness.

Blinking vigorously, Zheng Hengzhao looked at the turbid darkness in front of him in confusion, and subconsciously looked for Gu Shengge.

"Sheng ......" was just about to try to call the person's name, but Zheng Hengzhao suddenly stopped, his eyes widening in disbelief.

The darkness in front of me gradually dissipated, and what greeted me was a strange room.

Some of the bedrooms are small with a small single bed. The man on the bed curled up in the quilt with a painful expression, and a small vial of white pills was scattered on the bedside table next to him.

Zheng Hengzhao rubbed his eyes.

Inky hair, long narrow eyes. The location of the tear nevus at the corner of the eye...... Even the painful expression on his face was incomparably familiar to him.

That's right, the man in the bed is clearly himself!――

Looking around in some surprise, Zheng Hengzhao realized that he was floating in mid-air at this time.

After carefully examining the small room from a bird's-eye perspective, Zheng Hengzhao calmly came to a conclusion.

It seems that he was in a dream.

The basis for this speculation is also very simple.

In reality, he would never let himself and Shengge live in such a humble room.

Wait......

Suddenly raising the corners of his eyes, Zheng Hengzhao's gaze searched every corner of the room.

Single bed, single drinking glass, single wardrobe...... Wait, why, in his dream, he is actually living alone in such a pitiful person?

And now it seems that the self on the bed is obviously suffering from stomach problems...... Why didn't Gu Shengge take good care of him in this room?

Turning his hands around with some dissatisfaction, President Zheng began to be less satisfied with this dream.

What are you doing, living so miserably with my face on my face, what kind of world is this?......

The man on the bed was still crying out in low pain, Zheng Hengzhao couldn't bear to float over, and wanted to hand over a glass of water, but found that his hand actually passed through it stiffly-

What does this mean?

Raising his eyebrows and looking at his palm, Zheng Hengzhao didn't have time to think about it before he saw the man on the bed suddenly sit up.

As if someone was chasing, he quickly took out a neat suit from the closet and put it neatly on his body despite the stomach pain. He even took out a sapphire cufflink from a small drawer and solemnly pinned it to his cuff.

Zheng Hengzhao raised his eyebrows and looked at the man's pale face, only feeling like he was watching a movie.

It turned out that his face was so ugly when he was sick...... No wonder I scared Sheng Ge to death last time......

Walking freely, Zheng Hengzhao absentmindedly followed behind the man and left the small room together.

Walking to the underground garage, the man boarded a Land Rover without hesitation and drove out of the garage neatly with the steering wheel. Sitting out of sight of the man, Zheng Hengzhao's eyes almost popped out.

This car is indeed his, right...... But since you can afford to drive a Land Rover, it doesn't seem to be down. In that case, why do you want to live in such a small room?

I really couldn't understand what the other self next to me thought, Zheng Hengzhao casually looked at the building outside the window. I always feel that the route is not only familiar, but also has an indescribable sense of modernity......

It wasn't until the car stopped in an unfamiliar place that Zheng Hengzhao came back to his senses and got out of the car slowly behind the man.

But looking at the scene in front of him, he suddenly stopped again.

This...... Why is he here?

The man's destination turned out to be the cemetery in front of him.

He walked a little eagerly, and could see that although he was trying to calm his breathing, he could not contain the trembling of his body.

Zheng Hengzhao followed him silently, and suddenly a bad premonition appeared in his heart.

Inexplicably didn't want to follow him anymore, Zheng Hengzhao wanted to stop where he was, but found that he seemed to be tied to a man.

Passively pulled in front of a row of pure white tombstones, Zheng Hengzhao tried to calm his mood.

He suddenly felt some inexplicable fear, especially when he saw the pale self, and stopped silently in front of one of the cold tombstones.

Unconsciously taking a step back, Zheng Hengzhao looked at the familiar photo on the tombstone in the distance, and trembled with almost fear.

No, it won't...... It's just a dream......

But why, why......

Pinched hard into the palm of his hand but couldn't feel the pain, Zheng Hengzhao watched the man squat down with a gentle expression, gently wiped the dew-stained photo, and clenched his fists dizzily.

On that tombstone, the picture on that tombstone is ......

A young man with clear eyebrows and a shallow smile sleeps here.

In front of the tombstone, he was still whispering something.

Zheng Hengzhao endured the pain in his heart and stood in the distance, and the breeze brought the man's hoarse whisper.

"Shengge, it's been two years......"

"It's been two years......"

Zheng Hengzhao turned around and looked at the sky in the distance.

The corners of his eyes were a little hot, and there was a sour pain.

The monument not far away almost took away all of his breath.

The man in front of the tombstone was still whispering with his eyes down.

He spoke softly, as if he was afraid of waking up his sleeping lover.

"I've moved into your room. If you're still around, wouldn't you think I'm a bummer?"

With a low laugh, the man wiped the corners of his reddened eyes, "I'm sorry, if I don't do this, I won't be able to hold on......" suppressed the choking in his throat, the man's eyes looked at the photo on the tombstone softly, "Did I do something wrong, are you angry with me?" These days, I almost can't dream of you......

"Don't do that, I'm trying to sleep...... You have to work hard so that I can dream of you......"

The breeze rustled through the lilies in front of the tombstones.

Zheng Hengzhao stood in the distance, his eyes red in silence.

Suddenly, there was darkness in front of me.

The moment the light appeared again, Zheng Hengzhao knew inexplicably.

He entered the memory of men.

Countless fragments flashed past his eyes. Bright, gray. But no matter what kind of hue, in every fragment, there is almost a copy of Gu Shengge.

In these memory fragments, Zheng Hengzhao clearly saw the Gu Shengge he had never seen before.

Gu Shengge who smiled silly in Han Zhengyu's arms.

Gu Shengge, who worked hard to endure in the confinement of the Han family.

Gu Shengge, who worked hard to live and work around after being expelled from the Han family.

After breaking up with Han Zhengyu, Gu Shengge, who suffered a subway explosion.

In the man's memory, Gu Shengge is always smiling.

Light, gentle, firm.

Doing everything to love someone, when you are covered with bruises, you still try to face life.

The strange memory spread out in front of Zheng Hengzhao's eyes like this, and he looked at himself in the picture, and he was a little strange for a while.

At that time, on the rooftop of A University, he in a white shirt held a beer, clinked glasses with Gu Shengge with a smile, and celebrated the arrival of graduation.

But in the corner where Gu Shengge couldn't see, the man quickly wiped the corners of his red eyes and raised the corners of his lips pretending to be fine.

Zheng Hengzhao stood behind the two of them, and in his eyes, the cherishment in the man's eyes was so obvious that it was almost overflowing.

Because I cherish it too much, I don't dare to come forward.

In the man's memory, Zheng Hengzhao clearly saw this.

When Han Zhengyu walked away with Gu Shengge in his arms.

When Gu Shengge had a quarrel with that person and came to talk to him.

When Gu Shengge said that he had decided to come out and asked him to cheer for himself.

The bitterness in the man's eyes is about to spread.

Zheng Hengzhao stood in place and pursed the corners of his lips tightly.

The dream, he thought, might be long.

It was so long that it was as if he had experienced another life.

Another encounter with Gu Shengge.