Lao Qiu didn't scold me for being nervous, but fell into deep thought very seriously. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 In the eight years I've known him, I've rarely seen him think about one thing so seriously. He's always used to grinning and grinning, and then he's settled something. Or, it won't let you see his serious and contemplative side at all.

I sighed slightly, picked up the cold soup bowl on the table, and brought it to my mouth.

When my lips touched the edge of the soup bowl, I stopped again. After a long pause, he put down the soup bowl again.

Lao Qiu was still pondering, as if he hadn't seen everything I had just done.

After a few minutes, he shook his head honestly and said, "I don't know." ”

I smiled and said a little nervously, "I don't know either." ”

"Nerve you. Lao Qiu was finally angry.

I smiled slightly, ignoring his anger. It's just a very comfortable stretch.

"As I said earlier, thinking too much about some things can really give you a headache. So I'd rather act like I don't know what to do and don't think about anything. Maybe sometimes you will miss a lot, maybe sometimes you just just escape, or this attitude will make you numb and unenterprising after a long time, and it will eventually become a bad habit. However, it has at least one benefit, that is, no matter how much trouble you have, after a little sleep, it will always be a lot lighter. Although the problem is not necessarily solved. Under Lao Qiu's angry gaze, I continued to talk nonsense to myself.

After saying this, I looked at Lao Qiu and said very seriously: "Thank you." ”

Hearing this, Lao Qiu was stunned, and he was a little confused.

I said with some sadness: "Thank you for letting me see his serious and contemplative side." Although, it's just a dream. ”

Lao Qiu said helplessly: "Let's find a place for you to rest first, I think, you are still too tired." ”

I didn't pay attention to him, I just picked up the soup bowl and handed it to him.

Lao Qiu was a little unsure, but he was still very "disgusted" and said: "Let's go, I'm not hungry." ”

Just like the tone he "disliked" me for years.

So, less than ten centimeters away from him, the bowl of soup was suddenly spilled by me.

Lao Qiu subconsciously retreated, he didn't even get up, just kicked his feet, and the whole person took several steps back together with the seat.

Still, the soup was spilled on him.

This time, Lao Qiu was completely angry, and he actually gritted his teeth and looked at me.

I know that if I can't give him a reasonable explanation, even if my good temper is restrained as always, my heart will definitely be much less favorable. It's still a trivial matter if you don't care about it, and the bad situation is that you may think that I'm really sick and unreliable, and then you don't treat me as a friend again.

So, I got up and smiled apologetically.

The apologetic smile silently turned into helplessness and sadness, and in the end, the smile became a little bitter.

In the bitterness, tears suddenly flowed.

I've never been a strong person, and many times I say that to myself. Therefore, the so-called men who have tears and do not flick are not so important to me. Emotionally, happy or sad, my tears will flow. It doesn't matter if it's crowded or alone. It doesn't matter if someone cares, or others despise it. In short, shed your own tears, sigh your own sighs, as long as it doesn't hurt others, don't care if he flicks and flicks.

It's just that what is the purpose of the tears this time?

Lao Qiu doesn't know, and I don't know either. I just silently walked up to him and slammed my fist down.

Lao Qiu was a little surprised in anger, and subconsciously wanted to dodge.

However, in the end, I was still in shock, and I punched and punched him.

Suddenly there was silence in the shop, and so was the street outside. No one came out to stop it, and no one stopped to watch. Lao Qiu's expression changed from shock to pain, but he still couldn't avoid a punch, let alone fight back.

He even started cursing at me, and his words became a little unpleasant. I didn't hear anything, and I still threw punch after punch. It doesn't matter if it hurts, whether it will run out of strength, and whether it will cause anything, just smash it wantonly.

It's like trying to destroy the whole world with violence.

I don't know how many punches I made, dozens or hundreds. I only heard Lao Qiu's voice change from sharp to hoarse, from a low cry of pain to a wail like a dying struggle.

Then, in an extremely unwilling roar, Lao Qiu's body gradually became illusory, and then disappeared.

I got up and walked out of the restaurant. I looked up at the narrow sky, which was still surrounded by tall buildings.

The sky never really gets smaller just because people's vision is blocked, it's just their own gaze that gets smaller.

Therefore, "Lao Qiu" will not know that the real is the real, and the illusory is the unreal. Even if your truth is the illusion of others, as long as the two are inconsistent, there will always be loopholes.

Much later, in the wilderness under the stars, by the campfire, someone asked me curiously, "Why did I see through it so quickly?" ”

That night, I told her honestly, "I didn't tell anyone about my trip to Tibet except for you. So although I was in a trance at that time, Lao Qiu's question still made me see some flaws. ”

"So, you're starting to wonder if there's something wrong with that world you're in?" she asked.

I nodded, and shook my head again. Then she explained under her puzzled gaze: "Actually, it wasn't that I started to doubt at that time, but I was already sure. ”

"Oh?" she said with interest, waiting for me to continue.

I said with some trepidation: "I should be glad that the dream is only a very real scene, not the emotions of the characters I know, which are all very real." ”

She narrowed her eyes, pulled down the firewood, and said, "Let me guess, you found a few people at that time." So, the key point should be in the old dragon?"

I looked at her and smiled approvingly, "Yes, in fact, when I went to find Lao Long to get the key, even though he was not at home, I still stayed at his door for a while. And he seemed to be anxious to say a few whining words, and his daughter-in-law was mentioned in it. And the old Qiu in the dream, although he was in full control of everything, still didn't know how much Lao Long cared about his daughter-in-law who had no news at that time. ”

She smiled, looked at the sky and said, "Actually, you and Lao Long have already made an agreement, and he has already arranged something at the door of his house." At that time, he searched the world for his missing daughter-in-law, and once you mentioned something about his daughter-in-law, it meant that this signal was transmitted. After receiving that signal, the old dragon will definitely look for you as soon as possible. ”

That night, her face by the firelight had a special ruddy feeling, and she looked particularly moving. I just glanced at it and then looked away, looked away, and then pretended not to care and smiled: "Yes, the old dragon didn't appear, so I was able to break that dream." ”