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Return to the dream

"Then you don't have a story that is impressive enough to tell?" The girl asked him, a sweet smile on her lips.

So Lin Yurang took his gaze back from the document in his hand, he gently touched the metal-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked at the woman in front of him who asked him through the sharp lenses.

At this time, it is summer, and the girl in front of me is wearing light-colored chiffon clothes, with delicate facial features but unexpectedly attractive, belonging to people who will make people look more when walking on the street.

Young and lively, with a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth, and his rigorous and restrained self are two extremes.

"Nope." He replied coldly.

Lin Yurang really didn't understand how this girl managed to get acquainted with her until he was just taking a short rest on a park bench.

He thought that his cold reaction had shown his reluctance to talk, after all, a normal person should have the ability to observe words and feelings, but the girl in front of him seemed to be unaware.

"Really, if you think about it carefully, people may experience something wonderful in this life, but it goes against scientific common sense."

"Maybe I forgot." Lin please let the reaction remain cold.

The girl shrugged her shoulders with a look of pity on her face.

Next, they looked at each other without saying a word.

At this time, the girl finally noticed the embarrassment in the air, and she said helplessly: "Then I'm sorry to disturb you, I'm leaving." ”

Lin Yurang thought that she would continue to entangle, but he was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then nodded at her.

The girl jumped up from the bench with her rabbit backpack on her back.

She walked dexterously, obviously not seeing how fast she walked, but she quickly disappeared from Lin Yurang's sight.

Lin asked to retract his eyes, took off his glasses, and rubbed his eyebrows. It was twilight, and the warm light was all around him, calm and peaceful.

This situation is unexpectedly familiar.

At this time, it was already twilight, and Lin Qingrang was sitting alone in the pavilion in the park, with warm light surrounding him, calm and peaceful.

He watched the sun set silently, and the afterglow slowly faded into the sky.

Lin Qingrang rarely has this moment to calm down and think about himself, life in the city is busy, all living beings want to get ahead, and everyone in the world is trying to prove their worth. Lin Qing has cried and laughed over the years, and there are also moments when he smokes in the middle of the night and sits alone until dawn. It's over, and it's a bit of a success.

It's just that success is relative, and often you think you've reached the end of your yearning, only to find that you're still at the bottom of the well.

Occasionally, when he returned home, he looked at the empty room and felt a deep dazedness.

I don't know if it's because of too much pressure, but in recent days, he has been dreaming continuously, and his dream is a paradise. But apart from this piece of green mountains and green waters, there is nothing. At first, he also thought that he might be busy, so subconsciously out of the mentality of making amends, he let him go to a place with a beautiful scenery to be quiet.

Seven days after Lin Qingrang's dream, all this has taken a new turn.

In his dream, he walked through the layers of trees and came to a sparkling lake. The water of the lake is crystal clear and flows calmly. There are strange rocks around the lake, and occasionally fish of an unknown species jump on the surface of the lake, their scales shining in the sun. On both sides of the lake are trees of varying heights, and the sunlight casts dappled shadows through the leaves.

He closed his eyes, almost indulging in this gentle peace.

— until the tip of the nose smells a strange familiar smell.

He slowly opened his eyes, carefully discerning what was going on. Even in his dreams, he clearly knew that it was the smell of blood.

The devil sent the gods, and he searched in the direction of the smell.

The bloodstains meandered along the grass, and at the end of the bloodstains was a white-clothed girl who was stained red with blood, and at a glance she knew that her injuries were serious.

He crouched down and examined the girl's wounds. Maybe I don't know where I accidentally touched it, and the girl trembled a few times in pain.

This is where the dream ends.

Lin Qing let there be a moment of regret when he woke up in the morning, in fact, it was just a dream, there was nothing to remember. But the scene in the dream always gave him a strange sense of familiarity, so familiar that he felt that he had known the girl in his dream for a long time.

Maybe it was just an illusion, he simply put this matter aside, packed up and drove to the company, and began to get into the day's work.

Why do you remember it so clearly? It's just a dream. He thought something strange.

At this time, at the end of winter and early spring, the temperature has a tendency to warm. Lin Qingrang did not go home after getting off work. Once again, he went to the park behind the company. There are many commercial plazas and office buildings around the park, and some urban white-collar workers often come here for a walk after work.

He sat alone in a pavilion in the park, gazing at the setting sun.

In fact, Lin Qingrang didn't know why he was sitting here in a daze, for people like them who had more time than everything, in fact, this was a waste of time in another sense.

He sat quietly and suddenly thought of the difficult days when he started his business in the past. Now I've got what I wanted at the beginning, but why am I still confused? He touched his chest, feeling like it was empty.

Lin Qingrang was liked by many girls because of his excellent appearance in college, and he still remembers the scene when he was about to pack up and leave the classroom after an elective class, but his cuffs were pulled. Looking back, it was a girl in a plain dress. His face was flushed with shame, and he asked his department class hesitantly.

That scene inexplicably made Lin Qing trance, as if it overlapped with a shadow in the depths of his memory. The devil sent her, and he gave her his own contact information.

Then, she became his girlfriend.

Everything seems to fall into place, and it is a beautiful love with a youthful atmosphere.

But they broke up three months later. Lin Qingrang still remembers that summer, in front of the lake on campus, the girl who has always been quiet and well-behaved asked hysterically. Lin Qingrang looked at the tears on her face and found that he had nothing to say except sorry.

Lin Qingrang couldn't explain why he made this decision, and he also tried to get himself into this relationship during that time, but there was no other way. It seems that except for the glimpse at the beginning, there is no wave in his heart in the following days. Just as you can't hide if you like someone, when you don't like someone, the time together is just the torment of killing days.

Later, I couldn't hold on, and I didn't want to pretend anymore. With the idea of confessing as soon as possible and being good for everyone, he proposed to break up. Lin Qingrang knew that he was very sorry for that girl, but he always felt that there was a shadow in his heart, which coincided with the girl's appearance at a certain moment, he thought it was heartbeat, but in the days that followed, he found that all this was just a floating phantom.

The essence of this farce is nothing more than the so-called love he imagined.

Suddenly, Lin Qingrang's memories were interrupted by the voice of Xi Xi Di beside him.

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