Chapter Eighty-Seven: Between Half Dreaming and Half Waking

I don't know how long it took for Wan Hongzhuang to recover from the beautiful snow scene in front of him, and returned to the bedside in despair.

He wondered what was wrong with him? If you want to say that the snow in Yongzhou is a lot, I have seen a lot, why is it today...... Is there a little bit of affection for no reason?

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Wan Hongzhuang returned to the side of the bed dejectedly and sat down weakly.

I looked at my phone, and it was almost 12 o'clock.

Originally, at this time, he should have been writing words passionately, but now, he couldn't afford to have the idea of coding words.

Fortunately, I still have a few chapters in hand...... The name of the god of war in the toilet is not called in vain, every time he squats in the pit, he always thinks like a urine collapse, if it weren't for the fact that the kitchen can't do without him for a moment, he is confident that he can code tens of thousands of words a day, and those well-known tentacle monsters are on a par.

It's a pity that there is no if, and it is absolutely impossible for him to give up his job and code words full-time.

- At least, he can't do that until he sees hope.

He was an extremely calm and sane man.

The four books in front of him made him realize early that he was just an ordinary member of the thousands of writers in the world, and he had long since lost any expectations for his godhood.

If, when he wrote the first few books, he would still scold those readers for his dismal data for not knowing gold and jade, now he can say the fact that he is just a street fighter.

He would even be happy for many days because of a compliment from the fries.

Although, the "big and strong" that sounded in the group from time to time can still remind him of the ambition and passion when he first wrote the book, but it is just a nostalgia......

Now he is satisfied enough to be able to mix a full attendance. Of course, it would be great if someone could subscribe to the book after it was put on the shelves, or someone would reward it.

As for the readers? Do you have any readers?

After surviving 12 o'clock and publishing the manuscript of the three chapters in hand, he dragged his tired body and lay down.

This room has not been inhabited for a long time, and every corner is dilapidated, but fortunately, the room is still airtight, so it is not very cold.

The old air conditioner couldn't tell what brand it was, and it whined and released the heating, but it didn't seem to have any effect.

Fortunately, the old lady should have known this, so she ...... In the creaking bed, two quilts were stacked haphazardly.

- There is no waiter to take care of it here, and it is all sorted out by the old lady herself.

Maybe it was the busy day, or the excessive blood loss, in short, as soon as he went to bed, he felt his eyelids start to fight. He hurriedly stuffed his whole body into the quilt, and an unrivaled sleepiness surged in an instant......

In the silence, he unconsciously fell into a long sleep.

……

When he realized it, he found himself walking in a dark corridor.

It stands to reason that once a person arrives in an unfamiliar environment, he will be somewhat panicked, but he does not.

The sneakers rub against the ground, making a subtle rustling sound from time to time, and the two outstretched hands can really feel the touch with the walls on both sides.

It's cold, but it's not biting.

He didn't know why he was here, or where he was going.

But the subconscious told him that he could only keep going.

It's just that everything here is so real, so real that he can't tell whether this is a dream or reality.

In this way, I don't know how long I walked...... In the dark, he seemed to be able to feel a breeze blowing, and even in the endless darkness, he could really feel the pores on his hands.

Also, from nowhere, the playful laughter of men and women.

It's not scary, but with a hint of inexplicable warmth.

It feels so strange and so familiar...... couldn't help but Wan Hongzhuang was a little distracted.

Looking ahead, not far away, it seems that you can see a trace of ambiguous and inexplicable light.

"Perhaps, that's an exit?" Thinking of this, Wan Hongzhuang's footsteps couldn't help but be a little faster.

- Indeed exports.

As Wan Hongzhuang gradually approached, the wind through the hall was mixed with coldness, and it became more and more cold, and soon after, a small door made of countless points of light appeared in front of him.

Wan Hongzhuang stopped.

He was a little unsure, everything was so real, and such a scene seemed to only appear in a dream!

He hesitated, but gritted his teeth and slipped headlong into the door.

Only the endless wind remained, whimpering in this dark corridor.

……

"Is it sunshine? Or what? ”

From the endless darkness to the endless light, Wan Hongzhuang's eyes couldn't adapt to this drastic change for a while...... Everywhere he looked, there was a lot of light, and even if he tried his best to squint, he couldn't see everything in real.

It's just that the physical sensation is the most real.

If he was still in the cold winter in the Yongdao before, now he is like stepping into the hot summer...... The only strange thing was that he didn't feel any discomfort at this time.

It's like, for granted.

After a long time, his eyes gradually adjusted to the intense light, and he realized that what he was wearing at this time seemed to be completely different from when he was in the corridor before.

Although it was dark, he knew that he was wearing winter clothes, because the feeling of bloat could not be deceiving. Now, he is wearing a very simple white T-shirt, a pair of shorts under his body, and as for shoes, he is a pair of simple flip-flops.

Eventually, his eyes adjusted to everything, and everything was incomparably fresh.

At this time, he was standing beside a flowing road, and on both sides of the road were densely planted one after another phoenix trees...... Even the occasional breeze carries a hint of heat, mixed with a slight salty smell of the sea, a prosperous scene of midsummer.

"It's ...... Heron Island? ”

Da Zhuang's face showed an incredible look. It's just that everything in front of him is so familiar, so familiar that every grass, tree, brick and tile on the side of the road has long been branded into his bones...... So much so that the road he has to pass every day, even if he closes his eyes, he believes that he can't get lost.

2398 steps.

This number was the number of steps he had taken from where he went to work to where he lived, and he still remembers it vividly.

"But...... How could it be Heron Island? ”

He looked at everything around him in disbelief, and the dusty memories buried deep in his heart began to slowly awaken......

"I vaguely remember ......" Da Zhuang's brow began to tighten, and in an instant it stretched again.

Immediately, he began to run forward frantically, running faster and faster, running faster and faster, leaving everything behind......

"Mr. Wan...... Mr. Wan...... Wait, wait, wait! A hurried shout suddenly sounded behind him, but Wan Hongzhuang ran forward without hearing it, and after a while, the figure disappeared at the end of the road......

I don't know how long it took for him to stop in front of a small alley.

At the intersection, a huge phoenix tree is entering the most prosperous season of the year, and a part of the path is tightly encircled among the flowers...... It is also the best-growing, tallest, and most prosperous plant on this path.

There were thousands of emotions in Wan Hongzhuang's eyes. He slowly approached the tree with some trepidation, his hesitant steps full of apprehension.

Gently put your hand on the bark of the tree, quietly feeling the subtle texture brought by the roughness...... Everything seems to have changed, but everything seems to have changed?

So, what has changed?

Wan Hongzhuang was a little distracted, even if the passers-by around him threw strange glances at him from time to time, he didn't feel anything, he was still immersed in his own world.

Suddenly, his hand felt a strange roughness...... Like, someone carved something into the trunk of a tree.

His expression froze instantly, and he looked over in disbelief.

"Wan Hongzhuang ......"

"This is ......" Wan Hongzhuang stayed there for a moment.

He carved it, he knew it, but after his name, there should be something else?

He stood there in a state of disappointment, even if he racked his brains and couldn't figure it out, what should be behind it?

"Mr. Wan, Mr. Wan...... Wait for me! ”

Heavy gasps sounded behind him, and although there was a hint of reproach in his tone, his attitude was still good.

"Huh...... Over here? You know here? ”

Wan Hongzhuang turned his head, he had been ignoring the voice behind him before, and only now did he suddenly come back to his senses.

In front of him was a stocky, fat man in a modest suit.

But it was really embarrassing for him, wearing leather shoes, and following him closely until here.

"Wang ...... Wang Fatty? ”

Da Zhuang's face was full of disbelief, he didn't expect that what appeared in front of him at this time was actually a person he was extremely familiar with.

"Wang ...... Wang Fatty? The title of Da Zhuang obviously made the man a little dignified, "Hm...... If you really want to call me that, I won't have a problem. ”

The man squatted on his knees, raised his head, and looked at Wan Hongzhuang as if flattering.

At this time, his forehead was sweating wildly, and his body seemed to be steaming hot...... Obviously, the previous run had used up almost all his strength.

"......" Da Zhuang was a little speechless, he was already so familiar, what else did he pretend to be strange?

"Mr. Wan, how do you know that the house I'm going to show you is in this place?"

After a long time, the man came to his senses, took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket, and carefully wiped the sweat off his forehead.

"Why didn't I know, this is my home?" Wan Hongzhuang looked at him a little strangely, "Isn't this still what you introduced?" ”

"Me?"

The person he called Wang Fatty's face was full of sluggishness, and then endless anger began to appear on his face, "Your family is here, what are you still doing to entertain me?" Although I'm just a real estate agent, I can't let you bully me! ”

"Wait......"

Da Zhuang felt that things seemed to be a little different from what he thought, "Let me slow down." ”

The fat man was also good-tempered, so he stood quietly aside, but the expression on his face was full of disdain.

"I'm a little dizzy just running, can you tell me what's going on now?"

So far, he can only find an excuse to prevaricate the embarrassing situation...... He was really, a little confused.