Had a dream, somewhat bizarre and eccentric.

In his dream, he was riding on a speeding train, and outside the window was a field like a streamer retreating.

Across from him, sat another version of himself.

"Did you ever think that we would meet under such circumstances?" the "Ahn Joon-hyuk" asked him with an indifferent expression.

Such a picture should be illogical, because the "Ahn Junhyuk" does not exist, it is just a memory that suddenly appeared in his mind, a dream that is related to reality, but it is vague and cannot touch the real at all.

However, if it is in a dream, everything will develop reasonably.

The dream itself is bizarre, and it is not surprising that anything happens, he picks up the hot coffee in his hand, and takes a sip, there is no clear taste, it is a little hazy, and he can only roughly judge the fragrance of milkshake.

"I don't like cappuccinos. ”

"But Jisoo likes it!"

The words of "Ahn Joon-hyuk" made him fall silent, does Jisoo like it?

I don't know how to say it, Jisoo never said she likes coffee......

"I'm wondering if Jisoo really likes it?" As if seeing through his heart, a smile appeared on Ahn Junhyuk's cold face, and he nodded his temples, "Everything about the future is here, I don't understand, you don't remember what you're talking about, isn't it ......"

"An Junhyuk" paused, and his indifferent eyes looked directly at him: "Aren't you, are you deliberately rejecting me?"

Ahn Joon-hyuk did not answer, in fact, this answer does not need to be answered at all, comparing dreams and reality. He has changed a lot, in the dream world, he can mercilessly sweep away all obstacles, except for Jisoo, no one can let him have a little pity, he is like a giant high above, watching the sun rise and the moon set, the waves and clouds disappear, and watching the ants below fight for power and profit.

When someone climbs to the top and wants to challenge his position. This giant will move his fingers lightly. Set off a bloody storm.

It is undeniable that "Ahn Jun Hyuk" is extremely powerful, so strong that no amount of strength can crush him, and no one can inflict an irreparable blow on him. But such a powerful "Ahn Joon-hyuk". Since waking up from a dream. But he kept restraining it, not letting it come out again.

"Ahn Joon-hyuk" is right, he has been rejecting that memory. In other words, it is to reject another strange, cold, and even icy personality that comes with memory.

"I don't understand why you want to reject my existence, how powerful I am in those memories, you know the way, I arm myself with reason, I will never make mistakes, I can use all my strength to fight my enemies and create benefits for me, what's wrong with that?"

"Just like this time, if I were you, I would silently take on the Black Sea, silently stand in the distance, watch them get bigger and bigger, and even quietly push them, so that there will be casualties on both sides, and let the three fans of Rain, TVXQ, and Bao'er pay the price for their recklessness, and let that blood urge the whole society to condemn them, let them be ruined, and leave a stench for thousands of years!

Such a choice is faster and safer than you accumulate fame little by little. I can't believe you'd be stupid enough to show up in an impulsive fanbase, putting yourself in danger and giving you a good chance for nothing. YOU TRIED TO PULL THEM AWAY WITH YOUR INJURIES, THINKING THAT THIS WOULD MAKE THEM GRATEFUL, THINKING THAT IN THIS WAY, THOSE PEOPLE WOULD NOT BE ANTI TO YOU?

"Ahn Junhyuk" snorted coldly, smiling rather than smiling: "Or do you want to be a hero?"

Hero?

What an unfamiliar word.

In fact, he felt that this kind of experience was very novel, seeing another self in a dream, listening to another self analyzing his mistakes and stupidity, this kind of scene is not seen in reality, in fact, this kind of dream is also quite rare, so logical and clear.

He knew that the words said by "Ahn Junhyuk" on the other side were actually the struggles he had in his heart, and the reason why he appeared in such a way in a dream was just a phenomenon of diffraction of thoughts, just like many people occasionally feel familiar when they see a strange place or something that has just happened, and when they think about it carefully, they seem to have seen it in a dream, so they are quite surprised to think that they have a foreknowledge.

It is a set of self-deceptive lies woven by the brain to cover a past thing into a new but similar unfamiliar territory.

To put it another way, this dream is actually an attempt by reason to persuade the sensibility.

"Ahn Jun Hyuk" is not wrong in what he described, if he can treat it rationally and not substitute any subjective emotions, this Black Sea is actually a very good opportunity, he can win the sympathy of the society, and he can also use the "shit girl incident" that happened some time ago to make Rain and TVXQ, who were implicated by fans, sink in the condemnation of public opinion, of course, the premise is that things are big enough, such as - bloody conflict!

But...... He couldn't do it......

"Ahn Jun Hyuk" has no body, he does not stand in front of the darkness, the fiery sea that even the darkness can't drown, "he" can't understand the impulse and agitation in his heart at that moment.

"He" said he wanted to be a hero.

"He" was wrong.

The hero is not him, but the sea of fire!

There is nothing wrong with rationality, what is wrong is to analyze the pros and cons of everything from a rational point of view, to decide what to do, and that kind of life is very sad!

Looking at the indifferent and familiar face on the other side, "he" didn't know what to say, did "he" die because of what in the dream?

Do it all over again, and he doesn't want to go down the road that is the enemy of the world!

"See you again ......"

He put down the cup of cappuccino, which was said to be Jisoo's favorite, smiled slightly, and said this to the abruptly blurred phantom opposite, and then, the world shattered......

……

When I woke up, the ceiling was a dazzling white.

The head hurts, heavy as if an iron ingot is tied, the wound should be wrapped in a bandage, and every movement of the right eyelid will involve a faint pain in the corner of the forehead, lying quietly on the bed. He endured the pain and moved his eyes for a while, until his vision adjusted to the light and he no longer felt uncomfortable, and then he looked at his environment.

This is a ward.

The white walls, the lights are quiet, the smell of disinfectant water lingers at the end of the nose, and the curtains are closed on the window to see what the sky is, only vaguely feeling that it should still be night.

I don't remember exactly how I got to the hospital, but I was wounded twice in a row to my forehead outside the silkworm room. Bleeding and concussion caused him to fall into a coma. I only vaguely remember that when I collapsed, a girl held herself in her arms and tried to hold down his wound, crying and saying "enough"!

Then the ambulance came. When being carried on a stretcher. He was sober for a moment. But soon he fell into the coldness of blood loss.

Looking around, there was no one around, only a stool on the side of the bed. A moment ago, who was still sitting on it, holding his hand!

Probably Xiujing?

Thinking about it, he rubbed his swollen and aching temples and wanted to get up, when suddenly there was a sound at the door, and a small figure holding a basin squeezed the door open backwards and slowly walked in.

Very familiar silhouette, from this rear point of view, the straight ponytail swaying refreshingly behind the girl's head, the thin T-shirt has been soaked with sweat, and a few strands of hair are glued to the oily back of the neck, setting off a different kind of purity and simplicity.

Frowning, Ahn Jun-hyuk shouted, "Yoon-a?"

As soon as the words came out, he himself was taken aback, his voice was very hoarse, and the vocal cords that were pulling it suddenly rose with a hot feeling, his voice was so low that it was inaudible, not much bigger than a mosquito, he almost thought that Yun'er would not hear it.

But the girl is more sensitive than he thinks.

"Oppa?" the girl turned around suddenly, and the water in the basin spilled out with too much movement, pouring cold on her chest, but she didn't seem to notice it at all, and ran over with a puff of the basin, and her clear eyes showed joy and nervousness.

"Does OPPA feel uncomfortable? Does the head still hurt? Those people are really hateful, the wound has more than 20 stitches, but fortunately, the doctor said that the wound is not very cracked, and there will be no traces with some scar removal drugs after surgery...... oppa, why don't you speak?"

The girl was in a hurry and had a series of questions, Ahn Jun-hyuk tried to signal to her several times but didn't see it, but finally had to helplessly grab her hand, point to his mouth, and then point to the water dispenser over there.

Yun'er suddenly went to pour a glass of water and brought it over, and carefully fed him to drink.

The cool liquid flowed into his throat, and the hot feeling finally subsided, Ahn Joon-hyuk breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes and was about to signal Yun'er that he didn't want to drink, when his eyes were aligned, he suddenly saw the girl's soaked chest, and the little cutie with water in the girl's T-shirt was very close-fitting, outlining the slender outline of the pair of small buns.

"Poof—ahem, ahem!"

A mouthful of water that had just been poured into her mouth squirted out, Yun'er screamed in embarrassment and took a step back, then stepped forward again, and hurriedly patted him on the back: "Oppa, I'm sorry, did I feed him too quickly?"

…… Is this Lin Yun'er?

Coughing violently, Ahn Junhyuk was embarrassed and a little confused, the girl's gentle side made him almost think that he saw another person, but now is not the time to think about it, coughed a few more times, pressed the throat that was still a little sore, Ahn Junhyuk looked away, and said in a dumb voice: "Ahem...... Yuna, your clothes ......"

"Huh?"

The girl looked down strangely, and then her face turned red, and she hurriedly turned her back, and in a panic, she grabbed a towel from the table next to her and wrapped it around her chest.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, no matter how close the relationship was, in addition to boyfriends and girlfriends, even blood relatives would feel embarrassed when they encountered such a situation, not to mention the little girl with tender skin - although some of the little girl's orientations were not normal.

was silent for a moment, and just when Ahn Jun-hyuk was tidying up his mood and wanted to make a joke and ease the atmosphere, Yun'a, who was silently wiping his chest, turned around first and asked, "Oppa, can you get up?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Come!" the girl helped him up, carried him to the window with the thick curtains closed, turned her head slightly, and her eyes had a faint brilliance: "Oppa, don't be too moved!"

"Huh?"

Ahn Jun-hyuk was puzzled for a moment, but the next moment, his expression froze.

Yun'a opened the curtains, and it was a vast and deep night outside the window, and when the light in the room in the window was not blocked by the curtains, and spread out to the outside night sky, there was a slight commotion in the night sky, and then, a little red light lit up one after another.

They extend and expand, expand, and finally converge into a line of letters in black:

My.hero! )

PS: The fourth watch is over, although it is more than an hour late...... In addition, thank you to the league leader Goose Feather for pushing his classmates all his life!