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On the slightly swaying bus, there are not many passengers, everyone has seats, and depending on the dress and age, they are basically school students.

The boy sitting by the window on the right side of the middle of the carriage, holding a large bouquet of roses, was dozing off with his head drooping, when suddenly his body shook and he stood up suddenly.

The roses and the gift box that had been placed under the flowers fell to the floor of the car, attracting the surprised eyes of the other passengers in the car.

However, the passengers were not too surprised, seeing that this guy had just fallen asleep and had a nightmare, and he woke up.

Sure enough, the boy took a few breaths, stood stunned for a while, looked at the situation in the carriage, looked out the window again, slowly calmed down, and sat back in his seat.

……

The other passengers in the carriage didn't know the turbulent waves in Chen Dao's heart at this time.

A moment ago, he was still fighting on the top of the "Desperate Volcano" in another world, and if he was not careful, he might die without a place to bury.

Just after he and his companions paid a heavy price for casualties, climbed to the top of the mountain, and got the "thing" that they thought could turn the situation around, they suddenly lost consciousness.

When he "woke up" again, he was already sitting on the bus.

The inside of the bus looks new and clean, and it should have been in operation for a short time, and the buildings and pedestrians outside the bus are like a hazy filter under the sunset, giving people a fresh and warm feeling.

These images, this environment, felt strange and familiar to him.

After all, he has traveled to another world for more than 30 years, and what he is more familiar with and accustomed to is already the environment where crises are everywhere, the smell of sulfur, all kinds of terrifying and ferocious monsters are rampant, and he has to fight for life every day.

Memories that had been sealed for a long time and were almost forgotten slowly surfaced in his mind, and he realized that the bus in front of him was where he was before he crossed.

Looking at the reflection of the window glass next to him, and seeing his young and smooth face, he was in a trance for a while:

In other words, he traveled to the other world for more than 30 years to be born and died, and in this world, it is actually a flick of his fingers, and there is even no time to pass at all?

Could it be that the incomparably real, hellish thirty years of otherworldly life is actually just a nightmare?

Or maybe it was the thing at the top of the mountain that brought it back?

He looked down at his hand, which had obviously not done heavy work, but was a little calloused at the base of his palm because he had used too much mouse, and slowly clenched it.

The clenched fists trembled slightly from excessive exertion, and the knuckles turned blue.

After a few seconds, he let go of his hand and exhaled slowly, feeling completely different, or rather, completely different from when he was in the other world, the majestic power was not felt at all, it seemed that the strong body in the other world did not return with the soul and memory.

However, Chen Dao did not regret this, he looked at the noisy city street scene that kept crossing outside the car window, but his heart was extremely calm.

It is better to be a peaceful dog than to be a troubled person.

For Chen Dao now, being able to survive as an ordinary person in a stable environment is definitely much happier than fighting in an environment where he has strong strength and may die at any time.

Fighting in the other world, fighting monsters, and constantly struggling between life and death are far from being as bloody and interesting as described in anime, novels, and film and television works.

Chen Dao, who has been in the other world for more than 30 years, has faced mental breakdowns countless times, has thought countless times that it will be like this, has tried to give up his life countless times and no longer fight, and countless times has thought that he really can't survive.

If there is hell, he thinks that the other world is hell.

There is only pain and struggle, no hope and no future, no end, only numb survival and fighting.

Now, he can finally get rid of it.

He finally crawled out of hell!

Compared to everything that happened to the hellish other world, the suffering and troubles of this world are sweet.

He looked down at the gift box under the bouquet in his hand and saw that it was a box of chocolates.

After thirty years in the Atlas, he had forgotten what chocolate tasted like, or rather, he had forgotten the taste of most of the world's food.

In the other world, they have no time, no conditions, no mood to consider the taste of food, it is impossible to think about how to season and cook, raw eating is the norm, and occasionally they can be cooked and eaten without adding any seasoning.

So, Chen Dao unpacked the chocolate gift box, took out a piece and opened it to eat.

As soon as he chewed it twice, Chen Dao's nose was sore, his vision was blurred, and tears flowed down.

It's not that the chocolate is bad or bad, it's delicious!

This is what you eat!

A girl on the bus noticed Chen Dao eating chocolate and bursting into tears, and quietly touched her boyfriend sitting next to her with her elbow, and whispered: "It seems that she has fallen out of love......"

"Well, poor." Her boyfriend said with some sympathy.

Today is Valentine's Day, looking at the appearance of this boy, he should have gone to their campus to find his girlfriend, it seems that he was rejected before he saw anyone, and he was eating the chocolate he was going to give to vent his anger or soothe his wounded heart.

Not long after, the bus arrived at the terminal, next to a university.

Chen Dao got out of the car with a bouquet of flowers and an empty box of chocolates, and walked to the trash can not far away.

He first threw the box into the trash, then looked at the roses in his hand, then looked left and right, hesitated, and threw it in.

When passers-by at the bus stop saw this scene, they all sighed secretly in their hearts, and some even secretly took pictures and sent them to friends on WeChat: I don't know if I failed to confess or was broken up, it's really miserable.

Indeed, it seems that Chen Dao is a lovelorn man who has a bad date and can only throw away flowers and chocolates, which is pitiful.

He stood in front of the trash can, holding the bouquet of flowers and looking around, which made people feel his unwillingness and reluctance.

After throwing away the flowers and chocolate boxes, Chen Dao got on a bus for the return trip.

Choosing a position by the window to sit, letting the various lights of the city shine after sunset flicker across his face one by one, Chen Dao closed his eyes with a hint of satisfaction and a relaxed smile on his face.

It's good to be alive.

It's nice to be back.

……

To be honest, when he first arrived at the station, he looked at the bouquet of flowers in his hand and was stunned for a while before remembering where he was going to go with the flowers and chocolates before he crossed over.

When he was volunteering in his freshman year, he met a girl from another university in the same city and fell in love with her.

After pursuing it for a year, he plans to go to the girl's school to confess on today's Valentine's Day.

He vaguely remembered that he was very obsessed with this girl at the beginning, and for a while he didn't think about how to pursue others, and felt that this girl was his only one, and he decided in this life.

However, when he returned to this body after thirty years in the other world, he couldn't even remember the girl's name and appearance for a while.

The crazy infatuation and the urge to give up everything for love have long been gone.

Looking at the confessional letter attached to the flower, Chen Dao could only smile bitterly awkwardly.

And he looked at his mobile phone and found that his self-assertive "door-to-door confession" didn't even send WeChat or call the girl.

Judging from some vague memories and chat records on WeChat, it is obvious that the girl is not interested in him, and he is just unrequited love.

Such a confession was predestined for a long time.

So Chen Dao naturally canceled the ridiculous confession plan made by "himself thirty years ago" - he ran out of chocolate anyway.

As for the hesitation of looking left and right when throwing flowers in front of the trash can, it was actually a pity for those flowers.

Although he had forgotten how much money he spent on it, such a big bouquet of roses on Valentine's Day would definitely not be cheap.

If you give it to other boys who have girlfriends but haven't bought flowers yet, it's also a good use, right?

But he gave up after a moment's hesitation, and the flower is affectionate, so it's not easy to send.

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