Chapter 1 Awakening from a dream, meeting tomorrow

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Life is as slow as a ten-mile spring breeze, and hurried as the snow in the sky. But in the spring breeze, the sprouts have not yet grown. However, the snow is falling, and the snowflakes have opened. Without a cold bone, chasing summer insects, removing old wounds, where will the spring buds be put again?

In the middle of summer, is it nostalgic for the spring breeze caressing, or regretting that the spring buds have not been released? In late autumn, is it looking forward to the snowflakes and proud snow, or is it afraid of the cold wind?

The intersection of spring and winter, the interweaving of yesterday and tomorrow, what kind of chapter will be painted?

Is tomorrow the future you want, and what will the future look like?

Wei Lan opened her eyes, and the bright, not blazing, light passed through the dark pupils, beating in her head like an elf, like a celebration, like a sacrifice, like a lost child stumbling around.

"Are you awake?!" an unfamiliar voice sounded in Wei Lan's ears. Wei Lan's head was spinning one by one, and perhaps the steam engine of a hundred years ago was now running more smoothly than his head. Wei Lan wanted to move his fingers, but found that his whole body seemed to have no strength, he looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a person, he felt that the man in front of him, no, to be precise, the boy was familiar and unfamiliar, with sorrow on his fair and immature face, very disobedient, just like a child imitating an adult pretending to be sad, which made people laugh, but those eyes, like the eyes in the abyss, maybe the eyes of a soldier on the battlefield were similar to them, they were eyes condensed by seeing too much blood and tears, and the bloodshot eyes in their eyes told sorrow, worry, and inadvertently flickering tenderness。

Wei Lan pursed her dry lips and said intermittently, "You... Is it...?" Perhaps it was the tenderness and sorrow that flashed in her eyes, but Wei Lan was not afraid of those bloodshot eyes. The boy didn't answer, just silently lowered his head, his fists clenched, his body began to tremble slightly, and the corners of his eyes inadvertently flashed with crystal light, "You have a good rest first, don't think too much, everything has Dad! What do you want to eat? Wales?nature?" Looking at Wei Lan, who was a little dumbfounded, the man raised his head, closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, his slightly swollen stomach was a little undulating, and then lowered his head and looked at Wei Lan, "Let's buy the nature you like!" Sighing slightly, he turned around and walked out of the room, but the moment the door was closed, the tear broke free from the restraints and flew towards the ground with a twist.

Wei Lan's brain was dizzy, maybe she didn't wake up from a long dream all at once, she didn't react to what the boy said just now, and when the boy walked out of the room, the slight sound of the mechanical door closing seemed to make Wei Lan a little awake. Wei Lan slowly raised her arm, her arm trembled, like a dying old man, her trembling hand rubbed her somewhat wooden head, Wei Lan's eyes suddenly widened, "it! it!!! Which child, take advantage of Lao Tzu, a teenage kid still said that it was my father, neurotic!"

Inadvertently, Wei Lan caught a glimpse of his hands, because Wei Lan loves basketball, often goes to play basketball, under the special preference of the sun father-in-law, Wei Lan has a healthy wheat skin (referred to as black), and now these hands, a little immature, the skin is very good, under the light of the light, slightly reflecting the white light (black people become white in the dream heart), Wei Lan looked around, the decoration style is minimalist white, a bit like the style of the hospital, but there are no buttons and various instruments in the hospital around, and there are no windows, but the air is not dirty, but very fresh, the layout is the same as the decoration style, simple, except for the bed under Wei Lan, there is nothingWei Lan shook her head, and suddenly thought of something, "This can't be a neurological hospital, right? Wouldn't this boy just now be a neurotic? him? He has nothing to do and calls himself my father, and he puts on an expression, could it really be a neuropath?" Wei Lan was a little flustered, drop after drop of sweat like a gopher drilling out of the ground, "Why did I come to the neurological hospital? I haven't done anything shocking lately!?"

Wei Lan rubbed his forehead, his hands were a little wet in an instant, he raised his head and thought about it carefully, the memory flashed through his mind like a movie, Wei Lan didn't think much about it, "No matter, think about how to get out first." Belch... That's right, it's enough to prove that you're a normal person!

Maybe the panic or insult caused by being in a neurological hospital, Wei Lan didn't bother with the change of skin color, nor did she notice that her brain had abnormal memory.

Airplanes...... A slight mechanical door opened the door, followed by heavy steps, "Weilan, I'm back, Dad bought you your favorite nature." The boy walked over to the bed, and handed over a white and immaculate box with some pale hands.

Wei Lan looked at the box in his hand, there were a few pieces of dark green jelly in the box, he didn't know what it was, but his tumbling stomach reminded him all the time.

"Eat it!" After speaking, the boy handed the box to Wei Lan's eyes, looking at the dark green jelly, Wei Lan's tongue pressed down, against his jaw, wanting to vomit, barely holding back his nausea, trembling and waving his hand, he felt that this person was undoubtedly neurotic, and felt sorry for this slightly handsome little boy, what a good doll, why did it become a neurotic.

"I don't eat... Right now... Not very hungry, can you call... Let's take a look at this... Doctor, okay?" Some dry lips, barely popping out a sentence, Wei Lan didn't want to be too entangled with neuropathy, he wanted to go to the doctor to explain that he was a normal person, but found that his legs were a little weak, and he could only ask for help from this "neurotic father".

Looking at Wei Lan's pale face, the boy's body tensed, maybe a little hard, and began to tremble again, "Are you uncomfortable?

After speaking, he looked at Wei Lan, and clicked the "watch" on his left arm with his right hand, a beam of light unfolded in the air, projecting the screen in the air, and the boy nodded at the holographic screen with trembling hands, "Okay, the doctor will be here soon." ”

When Wei Lan saw the scene just now, her mouth opened slightly, and she was petrified in an instant, who am I? Where am I? What is my name? No, I know what my name is. At this time, Wei Lan suddenly remembered that her hands had turned white, and looked down at her hands.

"I'm not going to cross over, am I?" Wei Lan kept looking down at his hand, and when the boy saw Wei Lan's appearance, his face twitched, and he raised his hand to touch Wei Lan.

"Can you tell me where you are now? How many years have it been now?" The boy's hand retracted instantly, and when he heard Wei Lan's words, his eyes were like zombies, even redder, and he sighed, feeling a little disappointed, and shook his head, as if he felt reasonable, his voice trembled a little, "You。。。。。。 In the hospital, it's the year 2103. ”

"Hmm????。。 ???" Wei Lan looked at the boy with wide eyes, his body trembled a little, his stagnant expression suddenly became confused and frightened, he clenched his fist, and the tips of his four fingers pierced into his palm, fortunately, he didn't have a lot of strength, and he didn't tie it up.

Wei Lan wondered if it was a dream, but the pain told him it wasn't a dream. His eyes lost focus, a little frightened, overwhelmed, as helpless as a child and his mother were lost, he felt so strange around him, he remembered that he was a college student, failed the college entrance examination, played abnormally, 60 points lower than estimated, and did not get into the ideal 985.211 college, went to an ordinary college, he also fantasized about traveling through the past, making up for some regrets, not so shy, outgoing, college entrance examination mentality is better, strive for normal performance, Weiran has thought a lot, if he travels back, how to make up for regrets, how to create a perfect self, but he has never thought about crossing the future.

Buzz... A slight sound of the door opening sounded, and a boy in pure white clothes came in, his face looked very white, but the huge "three" on his forehead looked a little alternative and serious, "Dr. Wei, is there anything wrong with Wei Lan?"

"Doctor Wang, he suddenly froze just now, could it be the sequelae of the accident?" Dr. Wei looked at Wei Lan and then at Doctor Wang. Doctor Wang unhurriedly turned on the aerial projection, operated a few times, and a beam of blue light shot out from the roof, shining on Wei Lan's body, and scanning, "Your child's brain nerves are active and normal, there should be no problem, it should be a mental trauma caused by forgetting memories." Doctor Wang gave Wei Lan a deep look, then turned around and patted Dr. Wei.

"I'm sorry for you" The bloodshot in Dr. Wei's eyes was like a big tree getting enough sunlight and nutrients, producing more branches and branches. Dr. Wang looked at Dr. Wei and sighed, "You should also pay more attention to rest" Dr. Wei did not speak, but his fists were clenched, and his joints were a little white.

Doctor Wang took a few deep breaths, as if he felt that the air here was not circulating, very depressed, looked at the "father and son" and sighed and left silently, wanting to leave this world to the "father and son"......

With the closure of the mechanical door, the world became quiet, as if time stood still for a moment, there were only two people, a pair of eyes full of confusion, and a pair of eyes full of guilt......

Maybe the future is not what we think, maybe the future is always uncertain as we think, and maybe that's why people are scared but look forward to it. As a mortal, I have dreamed and looked forward to it, what will tomorrow be?

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