On March 20th, the Nth end of the earth was reported on the Internet.

The World Trade Plaza is still bustling with people, and the Bund is bustling with traffic as usual.

The lights of the Pearl Tower illuminate people's expressions, tired, numb, and indifferent......

People are so busy that they don't have time to pay attention to the little things like the end of the world.

Except for one person who suddenly became idle.

Gu Qianchuan was carrying a bottle of Red Star Erguotou, drunkenly sitting on a horizontal chair in People's Park, staring at the electronic screen on the opposite building from a distance, his expression was neither sad nor joyful, only empty.

Since eight years ago, rumors of the end of the world have been endless.

On December 21st, the end did not come.

Some people say, I'm sorry, the scientists miscalculated, it's actually the 23rd.

On the 23rd, the end still hasn't come.

So someone else said, "Oh, it's the wrong year, it's actually eight years later."

Until now, Gu Qianchuan didn't know what those people would say again, and he was in no mood to watch it.

Because the end of his life has come precisely on this day.

"Boom~!"

The night sky, which was darkened by the splendor of the city, suddenly flashed with thunder, and the thunder of winter was not a good sign.

The cold rain dripped down, and the pedestrians became more and more hurried, and there was no time to pay attention to a frustrated person.

"Bang Dang~"

The empty bottle fell on the gravel road in front of the cross chair, but miraculously it did not break.

"#¥@靠......"

Gu Qianchuan muttered and lay on the chair, letting the rain drip on his face, and his numb expression stretched a little.

"Ah~Comfortable ......"

It's been a long time since I've been so relaxed.

Five years, ten years?

Thinking begins to trace, and memories have never been clearer.

The beauty of childhood, the stubbornness of youth, and the loneliness of adulthood.

It turns out that I am still alone......

Suddenly, the rain was heavy, like a torrent of fragments of memory.

College entrance examination, parents divorced, fell off the list, sent people under the fence, taught himself music rhythm, and participated in the draft under ridicule.

Of course, the memories are not all oppressive black, but there is also some beauty, tenderness and laughter.

But the story is still a tragedy after all.

When he knew that he was already a predetermined eliminator, when he knew that his mentor had treated him as a joke from the beginning, when his opponent sang the song he had written and smiled sarcastically, everything went back to square one.

Betrayal, out, discouraged.

Gu Qianchuan thought about revenge.

But with his ability, the only one who has a chance to take revenge may be his poor ex-girlfriend who thinks he has climbed the high branch.

"Forget it, life, will take revenge on her ......"

There was a sudden contraction in the stomach, and the feeling of vomiting swelled violently, but the rain poured from the head of the pocket into the mouth.

"Gollum~"

The suffocation took away the strength of the whole body, and the memories came to an abrupt end.

I don't know how long it took, the cold feeling faded, and the memories came back with the light, but suddenly the taste changed.

"Whew!"

Gu Qianchuan woke up from his dream and sat up like a spring, but before he could block the dazzling light in front of him, his temples tingled.

"Hiss~uh......"

He couldn't help but moan from the sudden pain, and the hoarse voice in his thirsty throat sounded strange.

It's not just the voice that's unfamiliar, but also the feeling of a hangover, which is not a bad pot at all.

And what's even stranger is that my head hurts like this, and my brain is still in the mood to recall the dream just now. The more intense the headache, the clearer the recall. It was so clear that he remembered the names of all the female classmates in his dream.

In the dream, he became another Gu Qianchuan. A guy who was born eight years before him and lives in a honey pot.

Parents are loving, the family is superior, and they are also angry.

At the age of seventeen, he was sent to Modu University of Finance and Economics, and at the age of nineteen, he went to Columbia University for exchange. On the day of his twentieth birthday, he saw his father's name on the Forbes list, and suddenly realized his identity as a rich second generation.

Then he woke up.

The hazy in front of me was trance-like, and the dream seemed to continue.

"Gu Qianchuan", who learned the identity of the rich second generation, did not let go of himself, but continued to study. After graduating from graduate school at the age of twenty-four, he returned to China to enter the family business and inherit the mantle of his old father.

The memories are accurate to yesterday, when several rich second-generation friends in the magic capital found a group of vulgar fans to go to a nightclub to wash the dust for him, and poured him to drink countless colorful liquid alcohol.

"Vomit ......"

Gu Qianchuan suddenly retched, I don't know if it was because of the vulgar powder or the various liquids that shook his mind, anyway, it wasn't because of the second pot.

"Damn, I finally dreamed of a rich second generation, but I didn't do anything to enjoy it!"

Gu Qianchuan sighed, and when the headache subsided, he raised his head and stretched.

Hurt!

Kidney pain!

It's a fork in the air, yes!

"This ...... Where is it?"

Gu Qianchuan covered his waist and opened his eyes wide.

The eye is an oversized bedroom, with light yellow tones and bright lighting. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a faint ripple of light, which seems to be near the water. On the left is a row of retro-style wardrobes, with an open door revealing neat clothes.

Subconsciously glanced down, the unfamiliar but extraordinarily soft bed, unfamiliar bedding, unfamiliar pajamas and pajamas.

Ignoring the still faintly painful ribs, Gu Qianchuan opened his pajama pants in a panic, and only then did he suddenly breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the familiar lump.

"So, this was brought home by a good Samaritan?"

Gu Qianchuan felt that something was wrong.

There is always a strange sense of familiarity in front of me. It was so familiar that he touched the unfamiliar mobile phone on the bedside table, and directly unlocked it with a string of unfamiliar letters.

"December 22nd?"

Just then, there was a knock on the bedroom door.

"Young Master, are you awake?"

A voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar sounded from outside the door, and the image of a middle-aged aunt inexplicably appeared in my mind.

In the dream, this woman named Shen Mei was the nanny of their family. But how can the person in the dream appear in reality?

"Smack!"

Gu Qianchuan slapped himself fiercely, and suddenly his eyes were full of gold stars, and his braincase was buzzing.

My face hurts, and my hands hurt.

"Young master, young master!"

The knock on the door became louder, more than ten meters away and across the door, Shen Mei heard the slapping, which showed how hard he pumped.

"Ah...... Ahem, I, that's fine! Wait a minute!"

Gu Qianchuan's hands and feet began to tremble, his heart was pounding, and a bold idea in his heart was about to come out, but he was held down by his nervous brain and struggled frantically.

"Whew...... Don't panic, I'm just a single, what ...... I'm afraid of"

Gu Qianchuan took a deep breath that was useless, and did a deep psychological construction without depth, got out of bed and stepped on the gentle carpet, and went to open the door with soft feet.

Outside the door, a charming woman with a ball-headed head and an apron waited anxiously, and when she saw him, she breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"Why, beauty, sister, ahem...... Aunt Mei, ......"

Gu Qianchuan scolded his unassuming tongue, but Shen Mei outside the door didn't care, just as if he hadn't woken up.

"You can count it, Mr. Lan is afraid that you will delay the board of directors, and he is reluctant to wake you up, so he called me a few times. ”

"Mr. Lan?"

Gu Qianchuan blinked, and then suddenly Shen Mei was talking about his mother, Lan Yu.

To be honest, since his parents divorced, he has never seen his mother again. Hearing the concern from the other party at this moment, even if it is no longer the original time and space, there is still a feeling of wanting to cry.

"Ah~~ sneeze!!"

Before he could really cry, a sneeze almost knocked his brain out, and he suddenly felt nothing.

"Oh, do you catch a cold? I'll get you a bowl of ginger tea!"

Shen Mei said something, turned around to leave, and was pulled by Gu Qianchuan again.

"Aunt Mei, where are my parents?"

"Mr. Gu and Mr. Lan left early in the morning, you were drunk last night, and I wanted you to sleep more. Oh yes, today is your first day to appear in the company, hurry up and change your clothes, Xiao Wang is already waiting. ”

After Shen Mei finished speaking, she hurriedly went downstairs, leaving Gu Qianchuan standing at the door of the bedroom in a daze, and it took a long time to connect the company, the board of directors and the driver Wang Ping.

"So, did you really cross over?"

The bold thought in my heart finally broke free from the hands of my brain, and I pinched my waist and laughed wildly.

Gu Qianchuan muttered in a low voice, then hurriedly turned around and closed the bedroom door, falling softly on the carpet.

It's not that he can't bear the sudden change, but he is afraid that he will laugh too loudly and be heard by Shen Mei.