"Brother?"

Zeng Wei was stunned, he couldn't remember where he had heard this voice, although it was obviously the first time he heard it, but this voice was like a bubble floating faintly from the depths of his mind, very familiar...

"Who?" He asked.

No one answered, and it was quiet, very strange.

On closer inspection, he was no longer in the train car, but in a void space.

"Goo-dong!"

Even Zeng Wei, who has lived under the great banner of science and education for 18 years, believes that he never cares about strange things, at this time, Zeng Wei's heart can't help but start beating wildly.

Frightened, he looked around cautiously.

"What are you looking at, tsk, you look like this... It's like a little white rabbit probing his brain, hey! Check it out! Over here! ”

The air echoed with the playful teasing of a man who was nothing, the voice was as clear as the strings being plucked, and the temperature of the air seemed to drop suddenly.

His words, as if full of magic, drew Zeng Wei's attention.

The vision was blurred at first, then clouded with a faint crimson light.

For a moment, Zeng Wei even felt that his soul had been pulled out entirely, and then quickly lifted into the sky.

He could clearly feel the strange feeling that the surrounding time slipped through his fingers and rose under his feet, as if the clouds were changing, and there was a strange feeling of air flowing through and around.

Then, he and the guy who spoke before, in a certain space, looked at each other.

A slender figure dressed in white suddenly appeared in front of Zeng Wei's eyes.

It seems that in the void, a painter is wielding an ink pen, and the pale white wind in the air flows, outlining the figure of this man.

It's all so quiet that it's like an illusion.

Well, although this man does look handsome, not much worse than himself...

Well, I can't make it up.

Zeng Wei admitted that he had lifted himself a little, and he was still so handsome compared to himself... Lose it!

It seems to look at the blue sky with white eyes, as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind.

It's the other party!

It's like a guy who came out of an anime.

What a bag that owes a beating!

The temperament that can pierce people's pupils even through the eyelids makes Zeng Wei complain in his heart.

"Stupid brother, what's the matter, don't you know my brother?" Revealing a sharp and handsome side face like an ice sculpture, the noble and refined man looked at Zeng Wei with interest.

“...”

Brother? You're the younger brother!

Zeng Wei was stunned for a while, he searched hard for his memory, convinced that he had never known such a man, and he was still more handsome than himself...

It is also strange to say that for the first time in Zeng Wei's eighteen years of life, he felt that he was seen through by someone, and when he faced each other, he seemed to really have a feeling, like the closest brother, who had been separated for many years and came back to him.

But he had no brothers.

Oh well, maybe there were.

In my memory, I heard my unreliable parents mention that there seemed to be an older brother before, but that brother had never met him, and he died unexpectedly because of an accident when he was very young.

"Okay, don't blame you, the long years have made me forget, you really shouldn't know me at this time..." Seeing that Zeng Wei didn't react, as if he remembered something, he held his forehead, his noble figure, and his words showed a little helplessness.

"But it doesn't matter... Don't be in that silent self-speculation, I'm here today just to inform you that from today onwards, your ordinary life experience has ended, and the next thing is to prepare for glory. The tone paused, and the noble man's tone changed.

"Remember, you are destined to be different, you are destined to go to the heights, to be the being who overlooks the earth! It's your fate! ”

The tone is flat, but it gives people a solemn look.

What's even more critical is that Zeng Wei listened to the other party's words, and he was unconditionally convinced for no reason.

Facing the other party, he inexplicably has a sense of restraint that he should have in the face of a real brother, and he can't even say the usual indecent ridicule.

Moreover, Zeng Wei had a strange feeling that the guy in front of him who kept saying that he was his brother, although he seemed to be face to face with him now, was actually far away from him, far away from him in the corner of the world that he would never be able to go.

What is that feeling called...

Close, far away?

"You... What exactly exists? After hesitating for a moment, estimating that the other party should have no ill will towards him, Zeng Wei asked tentatively.

"Stupid brother, for you now, there are actually many, many things in this world that you don't know at all, so don't use your previous knowledge to judge what will happen in the future..."The noble man did not answer Zeng Wei's question and continued.

"You're going to be on your way."

"Don't do nothing anymore, you will understand later that many times, death is not terrible, and even for us, it is just an alternative sleep, and mediocrity and incompetence are the most unbearable sins!"

Faintly, a pair of noble golden pupils slowly opened and closed quietly.

"Get stronger!"

"This is your destined fate, and fate is called destiny because it cannot be changed."

How to become stronger? And also...

"Road? What way? Zeng Wei was stunned when he heard it, the other party didn't seem to be in the same channel as him at all!

"Heh, it's time... We'll see you again, remember my name, Zenghe! The noble man lowered his head, his eyes were sly, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's another strange line, no head, no brain, no head and no end.

Before Zeng Wei could ask, the slight ripples rippled gently in front of his eyes, and everything dissipated like a floating light.

It's like a phantom nothingness, and for some reason it came to him, and it suddenly disappeared at some point.

The next moment, the silence was broken, and countless chaotic and noisy voices came at once, like a strange dream full of whispers shattered, near and far in his ears, as if he was half-asleep and half-awake, but someone outside was pushing and shoving him to get up.

In a daze, the whole person was very tired and didn't want to wake up.

But dreams, there is always a time to wake up.

"Whew!"

Zeng Wei sat up suddenly, opened his eyes in the sunlight like broken gold through the window, his breath was short, his whole body was covered with cold sweat, and his ears were filled with the slight noise of the window when the bullet train passed through the bend at high speed.

He suddenly felt that these voices were so familiar, reminding him that everything in his dream was fake, and that he was still just an ordinary world.

Although, he also fantasized about whether he was different, and one day there would be a hidden boss who, like in the novel and TV series, suddenly came to discover some of his potential abilities.

Then, he who had been in the crowd for eighteen years would be transformed into an ...... in the burning eyes of everyone, and he would become a high-profile existence, although he hadn't thought about what it would become.

Ultraman, Superman, Saiyan, Cultivator, Immortal...

Like these fantasies that once existed in his dreams.

Even Zeng Wei himself knows that these magnificent fantasies can play a role, but they are just to help him pass the time when he is bored.

is still the same sentence, the ideal is very plump, but the reality is very skinny.

For Zeng Wei, who has an ordinary background and mediocre ability, his future should be to go to an unfamous university, play games at home in college, and find an ordinary job after graduation.

Perhaps, when his unreliable parents, who travel all over the world, suddenly think of him, one day they will run back and urge him to get married, and then he will go on a blind date, find an equally ordinary woman to marry, have another child, and spend his life in peace.

It's the same, but it's a simple life.

It's enough to think about... Pathetic.

Zeng Wei suddenly felt very sad, as if there was a breath of turbid air, holding it in his chest, and he couldn't spit it out.

The ghost sent the gods, and he suddenly remembered what the noble man who claimed to be his brother had said not long ago.

Is he really destined to be different?

Unfortunately, at this time, no one could give him a positive answer.

The red light in front of him and the whispers in his ears had long since disappeared, as if what he had just seen was just an illusion.

He was even starting to wonder which one was real.

Or is it really just an illusion?

He is actually not a normal person, but a refined patient who has been hiding in the world of normal people for 18 years and deceived himself?

Shaking his head, he took out his phone again, and unconsciously swiped the screen.

There are no goals, no goals.

He had something on his mind, and he seemed to be lazy, but he was just going to kill some time.