Zhong Zizhen had a nightmare, and was awakened in the middle of the night, the content of the nightmare has been completely forgotten, only the terrible afterglow remains, bringing constant chest tightness and shortness of breath, irritability, and even his head begins to hurt.

In fact, in the seven years since Josh died, he has never dreamed of Josh, or rather, he doesn't want to call the person in the dream "Josh", who is just dressed in Josh's shell, not even thinking, smiling mechanically, or getting a false smile according to his wishes.

None of those were Josh.

The real Josh wouldn't be like that. What won't happen? What is the real Josh like? What will you say, what will you do? The more you think about it, the harder it is to conceive, because those are just his assumptions, and Josh is like a puppet controlled by his thoughts.

After the revenge two years ago, this feeling spread more and more, except that the faces I saw from time to time were still very clear, like all the beautiful pictures in my memory that I thought would never fade, as time stretched, like a painting gently rubbed by an eraser, it became blurred little by little.

Until one day, it will become just a symbol of "beauty", and people will be overwhelmed by the sourness of happiness and regret when they think of its existence, but they can't even remember the details. Such a beautiful person who unfortunately died before he had time to discover his deep love will eventually be drowned in the long river of time.

Then when I look back at a person's night, I can't help but cry sadly.

There are thousands of helplessness, but there is no desire to chase back. The result is terrible, and it is even more torturous to see that you are helpless against the coming reality, and you are unable to resist when the most important things are taken. However, there was no way to do it, Zhong Zizhen tried to record many things that began to fade slightly, for these things he couldn't help but smile, and he couldn't control his crying, and the little by little meticulous to the extreme emotion finally slowly faded away from the temperature he once had.

Warm milk will smell fishy when it is cold; Hot magma turns into ugly dust when it cools down; Those moving memories will eventually turn into a vague sigh, and even the record that prevents fading will lose its meaning—with each retrospective, it is only one step closer to the touching words.

It's so sad, watching fate slowly take away his most precious things with time, is it that one day, Josh will completely become what he calls his "past"? Maybe this is the normal development of things, and it is also the future that people have to accept, but he will never agree with it.

Zhong Zizhen got up and drank a glass of cold water, the feeling of sullenness in his heart did not decrease in any way, and even began to feel dizzy and dizzy, this feeling was not unfamiliar to him - every time the space was upgraded, he had this feeling, but not once it was as strong as this time.

The space became Josh's most beautiful and quiet cemetery, where he slept forever. After all the extravagant hopes were severely defeated by reality, Zhong Zizhen consciously reduced the number of visits to the space, and a lot of space production was classified by Zhong Zizhen as unnecessary footing, and was replaced by using consciousness to control the completion - fortunately, the more the space grows, the more the rules are perfected, and it is not difficult to respond to spiritual power.

Josh's resting place, he didn't want to disturb the peace from time to time. All that was necessary was to check Josh's condition at intervals, and to check the progress of life in space.

It's also a shame that Zhong Zizhen's mental power has advanced amazingly, although he didn't take the initiative to go out to clear the zombies like the attack team, the speed didn't fall at all, you know, the best way to improve is to participate in the battle.

Almost instantly, Zhong Zizhen realized that there was something wrong with the space, endured the discomfort and quickly returned to the bedroom, closed the door and locked a series of actions as fast as lightning, and concentrated his mental strength to enter the space, but a strange situation happened - the space that originally came and went freely refused his visit this time!

Not only that, because of his connection, there was even greater turmoil in the space, it was obviously an ordinary night as usual, but at this moment, it was like a big earthquake, and the earth-shaking situation in his brain almost made Zhong Zizhen vomit uncomfortably, but it was his mood that was diametrically opposed to his discomfort-

The light of anticipation that rose in his eyes illuminated almost everything.

Although all the discomfort is about to drown out all of Zhong Zizhen's senses, it seems that every cell in his body is responding, shouting for discomfort and refusal, but it can't hide another faint feeling, the burning and pain of choking, the suffocation and dull pain in the head, it seems to be magnified ten thousand times, so painful, but let him see the dawn of heaven, so comfortable.

In the face of all the discomfort, Zhong Zizhen used his spiritual power to the extreme, while suppressing the rampage of the space to make it tame, while desperately trying to move to the space.

There is a kind of hope that is afraid of the ultimate disappointment, and the infinite desire in the heart grows like a weed, which is the truest embodiment of the mood, the most desired situation, but in the fear of the extreme emptiness after the hope is disappointed, and the conscious rebutter, restrained, explained, with a sharp sickle, cut off the green that emerges with vigorous vitality again and again, and the withered yellow falls on the heart, thick and soft, breathless, and even the brain is tense.

This is by no means what I am looking forward to the most, this is by no means the impossible possibility, and this is by no means a miracle that is pressed to the bottom of my heart and does not see the light of day! Don't have ridiculous expectations, you can't afford the opposite of expectations, recognize the reality, you know?

The confrontation of mental power is the extreme, and the psychological tug of war is not to the limit?

Finally, like an egg breaking its shell, a crack appeared in the hard shell, and a bright light came through the small crack, and a trace of air slipped in, carrying the fragrance of flowers and plants.

My heart was beating fast, I could hear a loud noise in my ears, and I even felt a little painful. Finally there was a boom, the sky was bright, the blue sky was still the same blue sky, the white clouds were still not worried, the wind mischievously slid past Zhong Zizhen's side, Zhong Zizhen stood on the edge of the spring, looking at the figure standing in the water in the distance, the slender young man seemed to be covered with golden light, like a holy angel who had just descended into the world. The great joy exploded like fireworks in his head and eyes, and the world suddenly rang out with a continuous sound and brilliant colors, making him freeze in place like a wooden carving.

When the desire for something is far beyond his capacity, it will produce the same great doubts and fears when it happens.

Zhong Zizhen could only stare deeply at the figure, and he couldn't wait but stopped, and a thousand words were silent, just standing, carving the figure into his heart, and at the same time, all the faded pictures seemed to be splashed with oil paint, and one scene after another was revived in his mind.

All the lost preciousness finally returned at this moment.

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Josh looked at Zhong Zizhen on the shore, and once again felt the heavy shadow coming, this scene was simply desperate, he had always struggled in the swamp, slowly falling, and Zhong Zizhen was standing on the shore, standing so straight, he could hardly imagine the indifferent expression and sharp gaze without looking.

Is this the end of everything?

It doesn't seem to be far off, but what kind of redemption is he expecting when he is so sinful? He's dead, though for some reason Josh is pretty sure of it. He's dead but now here, and Josh has a sense of predestinence in his heart - for the last confession and closure...... gave Zhong Zizhen a face-to-face explanation and ended up with himself. The confession of all the sophistry crimes and the letter explaining the truth have long been handed over to Zhong Zizhen.

Anything...... Without. In the face of such a difficult thing, even the last trace of dignity and pride he left for himself in the end will be shattered under the confrontation.

More and more droplets of water gathered in the eyes. Josh covered his face with both hands, let the crocodile tears of the perpetrator wet his hands, his knees folded, and he knelt weakly in the pool, what is the mourning at this moment? Sobbing, whimpering, sobbing, choking, unable to express apologies or beg for forgiveness.

I'm sorry, really...... I'm really sorry.

What else could he do but weep in sorrow, to be killed again? has a deep hatred, his life should also be settled by Zhong Zizhen himself, what he owes, he has to pay it back, and he can't escape it after all.

Crash......

The sound of water is soft. Zhong Zizhen stepped into the water, next to the spiritual spring, he opened a shallow pool, forming the shape of a double spring, in fact, the spring is very shallow, just for one day, impossible things to happen, Josh can quickly struggle out of it and not drown, he is anxious, but he walks carefully, regardless of the cool water soaking his clothes, towards the center kneeling Josh, just like walking in the passage to heaven, and finally touched the lost angel.

There was a slight stinging pain in the wet hair with his fingertips.

The warm palm finally fit completely on Josh's head, rubbing it gently, just like the ancient past that was about to be forgotten, losing the gentle care of Josh who had become more and more after Zhong Li, and the other hand grabbed Josh's arm and forced Josh to raise his head, revealing those beautiful eyes, and tears flowed out of confusion and haze.

Sighing lightly, Zhong Zizhen pressed Josh's head into his arms, "Change your mistakes, you are a good boy, Josh...... "I will forgive you, as long as you wake up, it's time to fulfill my promise, right?" Wake me up from the paranoia of my past life, and it's time for me to save you from the quagmire.

Peace of mind, consummation, there is no moment, so that Zhong Zizhen feels so satisfied.

Zhong Zizhen's peaceful words, warm embrace, like a key, opened the shackles in Josh's heart one after another, Josh hugged Zhong Zizhen like driftwood on the sea, tears welled up for a while. I'm sorry...... From silently reciting in his heart to lip-syncing, he finally broke through many obstacles and resounded in this paradise where there were only two people, and through the clean air, it was clearly transmitted to Zhong Zizhen's ears and heart.

I'm sorry. One after another, overlapping, not strong, but hitting the atrium, the whole heart was throbbing.

Zhong Zizhen bent down on one knee and half-squatted, lifted Josh's chin, and used the back of his hand to pass away Josh's tears, "It's okay Josh...... The ugly and disgusting caterpillar, after a brutal and difficult self-breakthrough, will have a pair of wings that can fly. It's okay Josh, now you're free. ”

Everything that once suffocated you will no longer have any effect, stop blaming yourself.

Flustered and helpless, hesitant and helpless, Josh's expression stinged Zhong Zizhen's eyes, Josh's tears burned Zhong Zizhen's fingers, he held Josh's face, put his lips on it, licked away the bitterness of the tears, this bitterness entered his throat, but turned into a fire, he sealed Josh's lips, in the softest, gentlest and most straightforward way, wanted to give Josh a little, real and specific comfort.

The bottom of my heart suddenly softened into a piece of water, and as the kiss deepened, it became more and more full, more and more full.

The author has something to say: OK is coming~ So the wives have to leave comments often to make the author's wife familiar ~ Old ladies, half-aged' wives, fresh wives who just entered the door (hehe, the painting style is different, it seems to be eaten), never forget to leave more messages, one day hundred days of grace yo ~ love is never endless yo ~

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Pearl threw a grenade

Came and went and threw a mine

Thank you Mine (づ ̄ ̄ 3 ̄) づ Thank you Grenade (* ̄3) (e ̄ *)

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