Chapter Ninety-Five: Running a Snowman

The snowman really can run.

But in a dream.

Shen Laibao felt that he must have built a snowman all morning, and thought about what was the mystery of it for a day, so he thought about it day and night. The ugly snowman ran up to his bed and poked him in the face with his cold snowhand.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the snowman moving his round body to lead him out.

Shen Laibao immediately determined that this was a dream within a dream, and he was still in a dream.

But the dream is fun, and when you fall asleep, you fall asleep, so Shen Laibao goes out with it. As soon as he came out of the bed, he felt a coldness stabbing him, and he was stunned for a moment, this dream was real, and he still felt cold.

He subconsciously took a cloak and put it on, and let it out.

The snowman walked behind the door with small steps, because his limbs were too short, and he also padded his feet before opening the door, his movements were funny, and Shen Laibao was about to wake up with laughter.

The snowman jumped out, as if in a circle of light, and Shen Laibao was curious and followed. As soon as he went out, he felt a strong light dazzling, and he hurriedly raised his hand to block it, until the beam of light coming from between his fingers was no longer so strong, and he slowly lowered his hand.

Almost at the moment of letting go, I heard a familiar and unfamiliar, long-lost voice in my ears.

- Piano sounds.

The beautiful piano sound is like raindrops pouring by, coherent and overlapping but not messy. When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was already in the concert hall that he used to go to in his spare time, and it was still this position, in the middle, where he could bring out the music to the fullest angle.

He was stunned, why hadn't he heard this tune?

New tunes?

Can you dream of a new world now?

He looked at the people playing on the stage, looked at the audience who were quietly appreciating the audience, and then looked at himself, he was actually dressed in a suit and leather shoes, the tie was ironed straight, and the shoes did not fall a little dust, which could reflect the human face.

Sure enough, it's a dream, otherwise it should be a bedgown and a big cloak, which is incompatible with here.

He looked to the side, and the round snowman was sitting there, listening to the concert with him. Suddenly, it descended from the ground again, passing through the same row of spectators. Shen Laibao paused, looked at the piano on the stage, and felt a little nostalgic, this dream should be done for a long time.

The snowman had almost disappeared into the concert hall when he followed.

Coming out of the gate, it should have been a long corridor, but there was a burst of bright light, and when I opened my eyes again, I was already on the dance floor.

Next to it are all people dancing, waltz tango, cha rumba, and in the distance there are little girls dancing ballet, all the time circling around the sidelines. Listening closely, it seemed that there were still people tap-dancing, and all kinds of sounds were rolling like waves, which was much more chaotic than just now, and seemed to disturb his calm mind in an instant.

He frowned at the people who kept circling around him, and seven or eight kinds of music that were unique to their own dances also drilled into his ears, exploding fireworks in his head.

The world that once lived for so long now seems to be a strange place.

In the crowd of dancers, a snow-white figure suddenly appeared, and his skates slid from there, turning a 360-degree circle gorgeously.

"Boom."

The four walls of the ballroom collapsed, but outside was a large swimming pool, and around the pool, there were handsome men and women, dressed in fashionable and bright clothes, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, the wedding march sounded, and a couple slowly walked from there.

When he saw the comer, he couldn't help but be stunned again, the groom was his former friend, and he had also seen the bride.

They were finally married, and he had thought about what he was going to give when they got married.

The bride was shy, and walked slowly into it with the groom. When he was about to get in front of him, the bride and groom smiled at him at the same time, as if thanking their friends for their blessings, and he was stunned.

It's too real.

As if it wasn't a dream, it was real.

He touched his hand, and it was touchable. Looking at his clothes again, he changed to another set, and the corsage on his chest still had the word "best man" written on it. He was stunned, his friend was already looking at him, and everyone was looking at him. He subconsciously stepped forward and stood beside the groom. The guests were laughing, laughing genuinely and infectiously.

Real, too real.

Everything, obviously left for so long, but it appeared in an instant, but it was still able to quickly integrate.

Everything that was familiar had been seared into his bones, and he would not forget it even if it was another fifty years.

Because this is his world.

There are concerts he likes to listen to, plays he loves to watch, cocktail parties he loves to attend, high-rise buildings, and even hot and cold air conditioners, all tempting him.

The place where the lights are bright is the most suitable place for him to live.

There's nothing that isn't available here.

A monster roar slammed his distant thoughts back, and there was hardly any light around him, only the black head of a man.

A familiar voice came into his ears, and he looked up suddenly, even more stunned.

Warcraft?

It's clear here...... Cinema.

Originally...... Warcraft also has a movie.

But he didn't know.

If he had made up a movie in his dream, he would have been able to tell the difference, but the plot ...... No matter how you think about it, you can't make it up in your own brain.

He was suddenly in a trance, could he really be back?

There was another sound of overturning the mountains and seas, he was much calmer this time, sat and waited, and sure enough, he changed places again.

At the launch of the company's new electronic products, he stood on the stage, and everyone was looking at him, waiting for him to speak. In the middle of the stage, there was still the snowman. He was silent for a moment, and suddenly understood.

This snowman is the medium of time-traveling.

He suddenly thought that Hua Pingsheng was also ......

Then the purpose of letting himself build a snowman with his own hands should be that he also experienced this kind of thing back then. Build a snowman with limbs with your own hands, and at night, it will run to your bed and take you back to where you should belong.

But since Hua Pingsheng knows, but he is still in Dayang and the Hua family, that is to say, this is not a must-return, but a ...... Can you choose?

So if he chooses here, will he never have the chance to go back in his life?

He was silent for a long time, and as soon as the thought arose, the world around him began to change again, like a horse watching flowers, flashing quickly in front of him. Even if he just glanced at it, he didn't feel strange.

After some time, he found himself back at home. There should have been only one person in his home, but there were a few more people walking around. Those few people are his father and mother in the Shen family. He was stunned, and it turned into a big screen in front of him, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the people on the screen.

The fashionable beauty on the screen is clearly a flower bell.

Although the costume is completely modern, he will not be wrong about that face. Suddenly, entertainment news flashed, it turned out that it was a new TV series tidbit just now, and the heroine was his little flower.

No, it's someone who looks exactly like Xiaohua.

He looked at it in a daze, and then looked at the snowman next to him, and then suddenly remembered that the groom official just now was clearly his friend Hua Lang. Oh, the bride is actually a plate!

Since Hua Lang and Pan are friends with him here and are people he knows, that is to say, Hua Ling, who has become a famous actor, will also meet him here, and even get married.

Everything he has in the other world will not be lost here.

So when he returns here, not only will he not lose the people and fame and fortune in the other world, but even what he originally owned is still there.

So in contrast, he didn't need to go back at all.

The snowman next to him didn't have the slightest cold of ice and snow, and sat silently beside him, sitting on the sofa at his house.

When he came back to his senses, he was again in the vast white world, without wind and snow.

In this way, it seems that there is no benefit in going back, but there is great benefit in staying here.

Yes, so there is no need to hesitate at all, just stay here, stay here......

His eyes were confused, and he thought of everything that had just swept his eyes, and there was nothing left to be nostalgic about.

The snowman gradually turned into water, and the cold snow soaked his hands, so cold that he came back to his senses a little.

The water in his hands was dripping and dripping back to the ground, and he was not in it, and he was out of sight. It seems that even thinking has slowed down in this space, and there is no way to think quickly. He silently looked at the white ground, reflecting the face of another world.

The Shen family, the people of Nanfeng Alley, Hua Lang, the plate......

And also...... His little flowers.

He can have everything here, so will the real Shen Laibao go back?

This shouldn't be possible.

And he's going to die over there?

The snowman next to him was melting more and more, and his face was already half collapsed, and even his hands and feet were about to melt. He was stunned, could it be that the snowman was Shen Laibao, if he stayed here, the snowman would die in his place?

He suddenly thought that if this was the case, what should the Shen family's father and mother and his friends do?

What about his little flower?

He has what he wants, but what about Xiaohua?

Even if he can get everything here, it's just a replica, not a real Hualang plate, the Shen family's father, the little flower he likes is just a replica. And the little flower over there has to bear the pain of his death, and they have made an appointment to never leave in this life.

He suddenly came back to his senses, turned around and grabbed the snowman's fast-turning arm, "Take me back!" ”

In front of his ears, things and people from the new world were constantly turning around him, shouting names that he had almost forgotten.

He ignored it and said loudly, "Take me back!" ”

The hands that grasped the snowman suddenly did not feel cold, but a warm stream came. He was slightly stunned, and suddenly a burst of light pierced in front of him, he twisted his eyebrows and closed his eyes, as if he had been shocked by electricity, and suddenly woke up.

"Noble?"

Crying in his ears, Shen Laibao was stunned, turned his head to look, but saw a room full of people.

Mrs. Shen cried, "Noble, you finally woke up. ”

As many years ago, he hurriedly looked at his hand, which was not short, and then smiled. Master Shen and Mrs. Shen, who had been waiting for many days, laughed so much that they almost fainted, "What's wrong with you, Noble?" ”

Shen Laibao asked, "What's wrong with me?" ”

Master Shen was angry and anxious, "Suddenly you fell asleep and couldn't wake up, cold and hot, and the doctors said that you were hopeless." What the hell are you hiding in your room and eating?! ”

He roared so loudly that Old Madam Shen's head hurt when he heard it, and he took his cane and knocked on the ground, "Don't be noisy, it's okay if people are fine, let's go out." ”

For a while, the house was crowded, and Mrs. Shen also went to the kitchen to get tonic soup. Shen Laibao lay down for a while and asked, "How many days have I been lying down?" ”

Ah Wu replied, "Five days." ”

"Then everyone else knows I'm sick?"

"It's not, the daughter of the Hua family asks several times a day, and her eyes are red from crying."

Shen Laibao sat up hurriedly, Xu was lying down for a long time, and his bones were a little stiff. He took his clothes and put on his shoes and was about to go out, so scared that Ah Wu almost fainted, "Young Master, you are just right, you can't ......"

"Shh Shen Laibao patted him on the shoulder, he was going to see Xiaohua, otherwise she would really cry.

There was no one outside, and Shen Laibao went out directly. As soon as he left the house, he saw that the snowman in front of him had turned into water. He took one look and went to knock on the door of Hua's house.

The door creaked open, and it was the Hua family who opened the door, but it was Hua Pingsheng who came out.

Shen Laibao knew his identity, and when they met again, they were a little stunned. Hua Pingsheng's face was calm, and there were no surprises. Just looked at his eyes, a little more kind, and smiled slightly, "Let's go in, Lingling hasn't slept well in the past few days, and she has lost a lot of weight." ”

He nodded, wanting to ask something, but he didn't ask. After taking two steps, Hua Pingsheng called him again. looked at him and said, "If you are in a hurry, you can do it at the end of this year, but it is too troublesome, so let's wait until the beginning of spring next year." ”

Shen Laibao, whose brain was still in a daze, was puzzled, "Huh? With a sigh, Hua Pingsheng smiled, "I'm talking about your marriage to Lingling." ”

Shen Laibao was slightly stunned, so the snowman thing was his last test for himself as a father?

If he doesn't go back, he can leave his daughter to himself with peace of mind.

No wonder we have to wait until next year, so it is......

He was concerned about Xiaohua, nodded solemnly, and went in to find Hualing. He wants to tell her that the snowman can really run, but no matter how fast it runs, it can't take him away.

Although he knew she couldn't understand, he knew she would love to listen because she was Little Flower, a one-of-a-kind Little Flower. 166 Reading Network