Xia Mingwei had to say that Hogg's appearance was very scary, and he didn't have to do anything just by sitting next to him along the way, and Xia Mingwei's gecko collected a lot of emotions.

[The fantasy doll "Gecko" absorbs a small part of the negative emotion - "fear".] 】

[The fantasy doll "Gecko" absorbs a small part of the negative emotion - "disgust."] 】

On the train, Hogg sang old songs from the Soviet era, drank beer, and chatted with Shamingway about the boss from time to time, and how he met him.

The two-meter-tall giant also had a tender side, his eyes were full of smiles when he talked about his wife a hundred years ago, he said that he met the lovely girl at the Bolshoi Theater, when Moscow was not so strange to him, they danced in Lubyanka Square, as if no one was around, and then built a cottage in the countryside, and had a lovely son and daughter, but then Hogg's sequence was almost out of control, and he had to leave his wife. When he came back from the sea, he saw only his wife's grave.

His wife waited for him until he died, and her grave read: Hey, Hogg, I fantasized that we could hold hands and dance together in Lubyanka Square when we were full of gray hair.

His son later joined the army and died in the Soviet-Finnish war; The daughter married a poor family, contracted tetanus, and died in a cold hut.

Hogg said to the end, his eyes were full of sadness, this was the first time Xia Mingwei saw a sad look in his eyes, and Dong Ling drew his appearance.

He suddenly put his arm around Xia Mingwei's shoulder, grinned widely, and said, "Let it pass." As a result, the old Soviet-era song "Evening on the outskirts of Moscow" was sung.

Неслышнывсадудажешорохи，

There was not even a sound of rustling in the garden

Всёздесьзамерлодоутра.

Everything was quiet until early in the morning

Еслибзналивы，какмнедороги

If only you knew how precious it was to me

Hogg fell asleep as he sang, he put his arm around Charmingway's shoulders and fell into a deep sleep, the snoring was unbearable, Charmingway just turned his head and quietly looked out the window. The train arrived quickly, but it was still some distance from the Normandy ranch in France, and Chamingway stopped a wagon on the road, and the owner gave them a ride.

By the time they arrived at the coastal town next to the Normandy pastures, it was already nighttime, and he and Hogg were on the beach, where children were lighting bonfires and singing songs in French they didn't understand.

Xia Mingwei drank with Hogg all night, and due to the existence of the Black Wukong sequence, his metabolism rate was far faster than that of ordinary people, so he was not drunk. Hogg, on the other hand, was drunk. Late at night, the bonfires on the beach went out, the coast fell silent, and only the lighthouse was still lit.

He carried Hogg on his back and went to a nearby hotel to find a room to sleep in.

There was no word all night, and the only sound of the rolling tide could be heard in the middle of the night in the coastal town.

January 13th, at dusk, Normandy Ranch, France.

The last afterglow of the setting sun is rendered like a golden sea, the wind blows, and the ocean slowly sways with the sunset, one bright and one dark.

Beyond the pasture where sheep and cattle are kept in captivity, a wooden house can be seen in the distance, and the evening sun illuminates the wooden furniture and two tall figures.

The young man lifted his glasses, stretched out his right index finger, and a bubble gradually floated at the tip of his finger, and the bubble rose into the air, showing a bizarre scene inside, it seemed to be a beach under the sunset, and a girl was smiling lightly.

He smiled slightly and said slowly: "Leno, I have already customized the dream you requested, it depends on when you want to enter the dream." ”

"Wait for me to smoke a cigarette," Leno picked up a cigarette and sat down on the bed, "Cornell, boy, why did you call your real name again, didn't you say here that my name is 'Disney' and your name is 'Sonic'?" ”

Leno has neat short hair, but his beard is unkempt, his facial features have a bit of maturity that has been precipitated over the years, and his eyes are bright, but when he looks closely, he is a little hollow.

"It's just a code name, and we'll leave when we make enough money." Cornell said lightly, "Speaking of which, we are not sure yet whether we are the only ones in the world who have this kind of sequence power, so we must be careful, otherwise those 'kinds' may target us." ”

Cornell has long pale blonde hair, wears gold-rimmed glasses, has a dissolute temperament, and has evil and handsome facial features like a bad young man on the street.

"Yes, yes, yes." Leno took out his lighter and lit a cigarette, "Your kid's future is immeasurable, I didn't awaken until I was in my forties a year ago, and you already have this kind of power when you're only twenty years old." ”

"No," Connell shook his head, "our lives have just begun, Leno, and I'm sure it's no accident that we'll meet in this narrow town. ”

"Hey, most of my life has passed, my wife is separated, what kind of mechanic sequence is this, just think that God sees me pitiful, give me something to eat." Leno took a deep puff of his cigarette and looked at the coat of arms on his wrist, which was a steam-diffused mechanical fortress.

"Don't say that, since God has given us such power, it must have His intentions."

"I don't believe in God."

"It doesn't matter," Cornell tapped the bubbles floating in the air with his fingers, "So, when will you finish your cigarette?" ”

"Forget it." Leno snuffed out the cigarette butt, squeezed it out of shape in the ashtray, and let go, "Come on, I hope your dreams won't disappoint me." ”

"Of course, it's made for you." Cornell took a sip of water.

Leno took the dream bubble in the air, and looked at the inside of the bubble with complicated eyes, the girl in a wheelchair on the beach.

He grasped the bubble in his palm, slowly lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and as the bubble melted into his palm, he gradually lost consciousness and fell asleep.

When Leno opened his eyes again, there was a beach in front of him, gulls and birds flew in the sky, and the sunset was about to set below the horizon, and its shadow fell on the sea, forming a half-full crescent.

In front of the beach sat a girl with a cold wheelchair beneath her, her arms on the handles of the wheelchair, her eyes watching the sinking sunset.

The tide rises and falls on the beach, wetting the sand and making a rustling sound.

Leno looked at the girl's back in silence, this was his daughter Lola.

Ten years ago, she lost her legs in a car accident, and after surgery, she was swallowed up by the raging tide when she was in a wheelchair and was swallowed by the raging tides, and Lola's age was forever fixed at the age of twelve. Since then, Leno has been in a state of slump, spending days and nights in alcoholism, and his wife eventually leaves him in desperation.

It wasn't until two years ago that Leno awakened the Mechanic sequence, where he built a mechanical prosthetic leg for a disabled child in a small coastal town.

Watching the kid run and shout in the sunset, Leno's eyes grew bright.

He felt that he had found the meaning to continue living.

But two years later, one night, Leno realizes that no matter how much he uses the power of the sequence to help others, the child he most wanted to help is gone forever.

He needed a dream.

Heal the scars of those years.

On the beach, Leno scratched his pants with his hand and subconsciously wanted to pick up a cigarette, but when he found that there was no cigarette case in his pocket, he lowered his head and remained silent.

"Daddy, will my leg be okay?" Lola didn't look back, just asked softly.

"It's going to be fine," Leno's eyes grew red as he listened to the familiar voice, "it's going to be fine, kid." He put his hand on his forehead.

"But the doctor said I won't be able to stand up for the rest of my life...... Lola muttered quietly, "Dad, I want to swim and swim somewhere else, so my classmates won't call me lame." ”

"Lola, you're not allowed to go! I have a way, I have a way now, no one will call you lame! Leno staggered over to Lola, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.

The heraldic coat of arms on his wrist glowed, and two metal prosthetics appeared in his hands, and he lay on the sand like a mad dog, and installed the metal prosthetics on Lola's empty legs, Lola lowered her eyes, and her aqua blue eyes stared at him: "Daddy, what are you doing?" ”

"Lola, as long as you have this, you can run." Leno was sweating profusely, his expression was a little distorted, and he didn't know if he was laughing or crying.

After a long silence, the sun gradually set below the surface of the sea, and it was about to take away the last afterglow, and the world was as bleak as a theater at the end of the curtain, and the tide was still rustling.

The old man wiped the sweat from his face, and the girl got up from her wheelchair, her shadow cast on the ground, and the shadow was at first walking forward in a daze. Gradually, the shadow trot, and the steps were so light. Eventually, the shadow ran and walked like a fly.

"Daddy, I'm running!"

"Daddy, I'm running!"

"Dad, I'm flying!"

The sound of the tide crashing on the beach was mixed with the cries of men and the cheers of girls.

He looked at the girl's distant figure and said something hoarsely, "Lola, you're running." But the sound was overshadowed by the sudden tide.

Soon, the sunset completely sank under the surface of the sea, taking away all the light, and the world was dark, and the man's eyes could not see the girl's back clearly.

She ran a long way.

As the dream shattered, Leno snapped open his eyes, and the ceiling of the wooden house was reflected in him. Tears were still streaming from the corners of his old eyes, and after a long time, he stretched out his trembling hand and took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, but he couldn't hold it, and the cigarette fell to the ground.

"Are you alright, Leno?" Cornell leaned down, picked up the cigarette, and asked in surprise.

"I'm fine, I'm okay." Leno covered his cheeks with his hands and said hoarsely, "She runs, Cornell, I see her run, right in front of me." "It's a fifty-year-old man, but the smile on his face is like a young man,

"Look at the way you look, I suspect your head is burned out." Cornell said lightly, "My guest should be coming soon, there is only one today, it is not difficult to deal with it." ”

"Yes." Leno was silent for a moment, "Then I won't disturb your work." ”

"No, you're watching here, I'm a little worried about you."

"Well, I'm just too tired to walk." Leno sighed.

Knock, knock, knock. There was an annoying knock on the door. Cornell took three steps and two steps forward, opened the door, and looked out, outside the door stood an old man wearing sunglasses and a cloth coat, his stubble and hair were white, he was nearly one meter nine tall, his body was very muscular, and the thin clothing wrapped around his full muscles, it was hard to imagine how oppressive he looked when he was young.

The old man slowly took off his sunglasses, he had a scar in one eye and a white puff in the other, which made his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

"You're the dreamer?"

"That's right." Cornell said lightly, "Please sit down, old gentleman, I remember that the dream you asked was to go back to Alaska in 1923, and I recreated the scene based on the information. ”

"So mysterious?" The old man was expressionless, put on his sunglasses again, and took two steps forward and sat down in his chair.

Cornell held out his right index finger, and a bubble floated upward, "Before you go into the dream, please ask your name." ”

"Name?" The old man raised his head, stared at the ceiling, and after two seconds of silence, said, "I forgot my name, but I have an impression...... My friends seem to call me 'The Craftsman'. ”

"Artisan?" Cornell raised an eyebrow, "It's so chic, anyway, just hold this bubble and you'll be in the dream realm." ”

"I see." The old man nodded, reached out to hold the bubble floating in the air, and muttered, "Alaska, what the hell was I going through there......"

Cornell and Leno glanced at each other, both of them had a strange look in their eyes, this old man who called himself a craftsman, said that he had experienced something in Alaska in 1923, but that was a full hundred years ago, if people of that era could live until now, they would probably be too old to speak.

As the old man held the bubble, his eyes behind his sunglasses gradually closed, and his body slowly leaned against the wall behind him, as quiet as an old monk who had settled down.

"Did he pay?" Leno took a drag on his cigarette and looked strange.

"Paid." Cornell said lightly, "Take the money to do things, anyway, the money is in hand, how do he like it, it seems that this person seems to be a little senile." ”

Just then, another guest walked in from outside the hut, a young man in a black coat with a black cat sitting on his shoulder.

"Hello, I made an appointment for a dream." The young man spoke.

"You are?" Cornell frowned, "In my schedule, there should only be one guest for me today, and he is sitting here. ”

"Then I want to trade directly with you now, can I?" As he spoke, the young man took out a bag of francs and slapped it on the table.

Looking at the bag of francs, Cornell and Leno looked at each other with a little surprise on their expressions.

After a while, Cornell took out a pen and paper from the cabinet and helped his glasses: "It's not that it can't be done, it's idle anyway." He paused, "But first, I need your name, and the content of the dream." ”

"My name is Charmingway." The young man sat down at the table and said slowly, "As for the content of the dream, it's a long story. ”

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