It's still that small courtyard, at the door, two red lanterns are hung, and the word "Xi" is written on them. A happy event is being held inside the delegates.

In the lobby, two huge red candles are lit.

Lin Xiuwan wore a phoenix crown and a bright red xia cloak, which was incredibly beautiful under the light of the red candles.

Next to him, Chen Fan was dressed as a groom, sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes were closed, and his head was tilted to the side.

There were only Xiaoqing, Liu An, and Zhao Gang and his wife. It was a day of great joy, but everyone's face was full of sadness.

After simply worshipping heaven and earth, Lin Xiuwan pushed Chen Fan and entered the cave room.

The house was simply furnished, with red letters on the table, a new bedding on the bed, and two red candles lit on the table.

Xiaoqing followed behind her, quietly wiping her tears.

After entering the room, Lin Xiuwan said, "It's a little cold tonight, bring a few more charcoal basins." ”

"Yes."

Xiaoqing choked up and went out.

Lin Xiuwan looked at Chen Fan, who was sitting there motionless, reached out to caress his face, felt the temperature on his skin, and said, "You should still be able to hear it, now, do you believe it?" ”

After a long, long time, she didn't get an answer.

…………

Late at night, Xiaoqing came in with several charcoal basins, left a ventilated window, closed the door, and left.

Lin Xiuwan waited for her to leave, bolted the door, and closed the window tightly. Then sit down at the table, take off the phoenix crown, take off the headdress, take off the coat, and lie down next to Chen Fan.

She took out a piece of red rope, tied the wrists of the two of them, then held his hand, rested her head on his shoulder, and looked at the top of the mosquito net, and the images flashed in front of her eyes.

Two years in this world seem to be longer than the twenty years on earth. So long that her memories of Earth are almost blurred.

The images in front of her seemed to be all black and white, lifeless.

It wasn't until the man next to him appeared that the picture became brighter, and the whole world had color again.

Now, he's leaving, and the world is gray again.

At some point, the candle on the table went out.

The picture in front of Lin Xiuwan's eyes became bizarre.

In a trance, she seemed to return to the night of the Lantern Festival.

That night, the Big Dipper in the sky was exceptionally bright, she looked up at the sky, and heard Chen Fan's nervous voice in her ears, "Lin Xiuwan." ”

She turned her head and watched as he leaned over and kissed herself.

She closed her eyes, and there was a fever at the base of her ears.

"What are you doing?"

After a moment, she lowered her head and asked.

He whispered in her ear, "I like you, I like you, I like you, I like ......."

Warm tears welled up in her eyes, and a smile appeared on the corners of her mouth......

Time seems to freeze here, and then, there is boundless darkness-

…………

"Don't."

In the room, Chen Fan shouted, sat up, and couldn't help but be in a trance when he saw the surrounding scene clearly.

After living in the house for nearly two years, there was a strong sense of strangeness at this time.

Coming back?

Still in disbelief, he glanced down at his hands.

Di Di Di ......

Chen Fan was stunned for a moment before he reacted, this is the alarm sound of the mobile phone.

He reached out and fumbled for a moment, found his phone next to the pillow, and looked at the lock screen on the screen, finally with a sense of realism.

He did come back.

Chen Fan turned off the alarm, put the phone aside, got up and got out of bed, and jumped in place a few times. I don't feel weak anymore, and I feel like I'm full of strength.

It's a good feeling.

In the last ten days of the dungeon, the feeling that my body was getting weaker day by day was really terrible.

"Lin Xiuwan."

After jumping a few times, he remembered the last picture he saw before leaving the dungeon world, which was Lin Xiuwan wearing an ancient wedding dress and said to him, "Now, do you believe it?" ”

Is that a dream, or is it real?

In the last period, Chen Fan was awake less, and when he was asleep, he often dreamed.

He couldn't be sure of the picture, or the sentence. Did you dream about it, or did it really happen?

Chen Fan was in his consciousness and called up the pages of the system, "System, after I left, what happened to the copy world?" ”

No response.

"Can I still enter that dungeon world?"

Still no response.

"You have something to say."

The silent system made Chen Fan want to curse.

He flipped through the page again, trying to click on each word, but nothing happened.

In the end, he had no choice but to give up.

"She shouldn't do anything stupid."

Chen Fan could only comfort himself like this.

Suddenly, the phone that was on the side rang.

He picked it up and saw that it was a phone number, and the note was Director Wei, who was his boss.

Chen Fan connected, "Hey, Director Wei...... Oh, I'm sorry, I'm a little uncomfortable, I'm going to get some medicine...... Yes, take a day off...... Thank you. ”

At this time, how could he have the heart to go to work.

Suddenly, Chen Fan realized something and glanced at the time on his phone, November 17, 2020. I couldn't help but gasp.

He remembered that before entering the dungeon, it was November 16.

In other words, he stayed in the dungeon world for two years, and in reality, it was only one night.

He had been worried about whether he would wake up in the hospital room when he returned to reality. Unexpectedly, in reality, it was really only one night.

Chen Fan sorted out the memories in his brain, not only what he had personally experienced in the past two years, but also the memories of the previous ten years that belonged to the original owner.

After confirming this, he felt his heart pound.

The original owner in the copy world, who has read books for more than ten years, passed the Xiucai exam, and writes beautifully with a brush. It's all his.

It's a cheat.

Although most of the original master's reading is Confucian classics, which are relatively rare in modern society, it is a great improvement for his writing ability.

Knowledge is important.

Perhaps, he could really think about writing a historical essay. The main realism and good writing can also produce results.

Chen Fan was thinking about it, and his stomach began to growl.

Looking at the time, it will be past nine o'clock. When I got up and went to the bathroom, when I washed, I looked at myself in the mirror with short hair, and I was ten years old, and I was really not used to it for a while.

After Chen Fan finished washing, he took the key downstairs, and after leaving the community, he looked at the cars driving on the street, the various shops on both sides of the street, and the pedestrians on the road...... It really feels like a world away.

came to the breakfast shop he often went to and asked for a beef brisket noodles that he often eats, but while he eats, his heart is a little empty. In her mind, Lin Xiuwan wore a phoenix crown and xia cloak, lingering.