About my death opening new doors

The man pushed open the door with his slender hands—Guan He.

The man showed his rain-wet hair——Guan He.

The man evoked an awkward smile, not daring to look into Lu Chuan's eyes - Guan He.

off the river.off the river.off the river.

Lu Chuan stretched out his hand to Guan He. Guan He wanted to hug him but remembered his own coolness after being soaked in the rain. He hurriedly stopped the car and only held Lu Chuan's hands.Lu Chuan pursed his mouth hard, and Guan He's eyes flashed rows of panic like a barrage of bullets, so he had no choice but to wrap his arms around him.

Lu Chuan sighed, and pressed himself firmly into his arms.Guan He also sighed, and touched Lu Chuan's soft hair. After a long silence, he finally said cautiously: "You always think bad things. It seems that you are suffering."

Lu Chuan's face was flushed, as if his junior high school diary was being read to someone in class, and he couldn't help but look up at him, meaning that the preaching would be avoided.

"But it doesn't matter. There are so many singers in the world who are not good at singing, so many parents who are not suitable to be parents, so many relatives who have no talent for being relatives, and you are just a little broken radio who has no talent for love."

Lu Chuan burst out laughing.

"But it doesn't matter." Guan He held Lu Chuan's face in his hands, not letting him look at other places. "I have tuned the frequency for so long, and it must be the most suitable person to love you."

Lu Chuan was so hot behind his ears that he yelled foul in his heart!Thinking of the preaching that made him feel ashamed and angry just now, he still forcibly defended his position: "Mr. Guan, is it because the dating trilogy is over that you must have the responsibility of dating?"

Guan He chuckled: "It's love and responsibility."

In the eternal blue, there is never-ending mint-colored snow.Dinosaurs whose painting style is completely out of tune are also biting their tails idly today.It suddenly frowned—although it didn’t have this thing—

"It's strange...how can there be so many flowers? Uh-uh-that's disgusting-it's still pink..."

Lu Chuan started rehabilitation activities, originally it was nothing...but he is rehabilitation!It's not like a baby learning to walk!No matter what activity you do!no matter where!Guan He always looks like a novice dad with mental retardation, he almost shouted something like "Baby, you are amazing!" Another way to deal with it? !

"Speaking of which, Guan He, why do you want to be a fairy tale writer..." Lu Chuan changed the subject weakly.

"Hmm...don't laugh at me." Guan He rubbed his nose, actually shy. "...When I was a child—I don't know how young, I dreamed of a dinosaur...it seems to be a Tyrannosaurus rex...I seem to have heard it say that it wants me to play a slide on its back...but I was scared awake in the end. Just ...I've been wanting to write a story to apologize for it."

"Oh~" Lu Chuan showed a meaningful smile, "So it's you~"

This world, this world; so big, lonely, and cold.

Lu Chuan kept this magic stick smile and walked slowly.

Guan He was in a daze while fearing that he would fall and knock and follow closely behind.

Fortunately, someone found him, hugged him, walked with him, and told him his heart.

Outside the window are colorful light spots whizzing by, and the sky is a surging river of light.

Dreams and love flow endlessly in Guanghua.

☆, 14

She has seen many boys of the same age, most of them look like a cute little piggy, and most of them look like monkeys.This child is also thin, like a section of bamboo, pale like a stripped bamboo shoot, revealing the fragility of a young body.He smiled at her, called "auntie" obediently, and shrank behind his mother.The woman touched her son's head tenderly, and said to her, "It's called Lu Chuan. It means vast mountains and rivers." She also touched the child's head, only to feel that the body under her hand was tender and immature, as if she couldn't bear the heavy pressure. name.

The cousin and his wife went abroad to do research and left Lu Chuan to take care of her.When she thought of those noisy brats in the family, she inevitably had a headache.Lu Chuan is very worry-free, not to say that he is withdrawn—except for his inability to exercise vigorously due to a natural disease, Lu Chuan is no different from other boys of the same age, full of energy and curiosity—but he seems to be born with a regulating valve. Know how to control yourself not to pester adults to play and ask questions, but just look at you silently with a pair of big eyes.She thought she had raised a small animal, and she lived a very comfortable life.

As far as Lu Chuan is concerned, his parents routinely travel far away, and he routinely lives in relatives' homes. Everything seems to be the same as before.What's more, the relatives treated him very well this time, neither showing disgust nor yelling at him.

But something is different in the end - the parents' flight never came back.

The days of tossing and turning at relatives' homes were extended indefinitely. After waiting, Lu Chuan didn't even have the expectation of letting go of his pretense and reckless behavior in the arms of his parents.He tremblingly maintained the mask of a good boy, like a puppy with its tail between its legs, terrified all day long.

The body also deteriorated, so that I fell asleep in the hospital bed all day long-even one day I never wanted to wake up.

She is not the first person to know the news that Lu Chuan has fallen into an almost indefinite coma, but she must be the first person to feel that "it is so".Lu Chuan is like a small white flower rooted in the hospital bed, stubbornly reflecting all the colors.Sometimes he is still the well-behaved and sensible child, but sometimes he loses his pretended patience and reveals his sharp minions, finally revealing his youthful sensitivity.He sometimes showed a trance look looking forward to something - she knew what Lu Chuan was looking forward to - a "love".

But no matter where it is, this thing is a luxury.The relatives were forced to spend money on the hospital only out of responsibility, so they didn't have the energy to care for the unlovable kid.Even she herself can't talk about "love".

No one will put the last piece of ivy on the window for this boy.He didn't have any special expectations, only to sleep.

Meeting Guan He was the day Lu Chuan woke up.It was raining heavily, and the man walked out of the elevator covered in moisture, which fit the atmosphere of a horror movie.He stared at her face for a long time, almost making her feel unhappy, before showing a relieved smile: "Hi, I'm here to find Lu Chuan."

The evidence is Lu Chuan's hospital gown.Guan He himself was drenched by the rain, and the clothes were actually perfectly fine in his arms.She didn't know anything about how the two met, and she didn't claim to be a parent, nor was she qualified to interfere with Lu Chuan's friendship activities.

So on the one hand, I resisted the urge to call the police to say that there was a pervert here, and on the other hand, I was relieved that the person who was willing to paint the ivy might finally come.

"If he needs...I'll draw him an ivy." It was only then that she found herself speaking her mind.The man stroked the hospital gown with gentle eyes. "I... love him very much."

She tried hard, but still couldn't hold back. "What do you want to do to our children?! Abnormal!"

"Snapped!"

Guan He rubbed his face nonchalantly, he could only watch the woman close the door of the ward.

After a few minutes, the door opened.

☆, extra episode [[-]] Mr. Xiong and Miss Rabbit

"My God! So," Lu Chuan pawed Guan He to prevent him from typing properly, "So that super famous mystery novelist back then was your father?"

"...Speak well." Guan He patted him on the head.

Lu Chuan swallowed and was very excited, "I read his book when I was lying on the hospital bed! He is my idol! My God! I actually dated my idol's son! That's why you chose to be a writer? "

"..." Guan He froze for a moment, the influence of his father?In fact, since he picked up the pen, he hadn't thought about it at all.He thought for a while between "no such thing" and "don't know", and replied: "Maybe. After all, he died early."

17-year-old Guan He is sitting in the ward.

Men are old.Quick thinking is like a rusty spinning wheel, and the thin cheeks can no longer see the original plump and handsome appearance.

Guan He didn't feel anything about it at first, but suddenly discovered it in the smell of disinfectant and the pale beeping sound of the machine.

And men's hands.Clutching him so tightly, like the last autumn leaf struggling on a branch.

"Ah Zhen." The man turned his head suddenly, his eyes opened a small muddy slit, "Ah Zhen."

He didn't really want to respond, but fortunately the other party came to his senses, "No... Ah Zhen has already..."

Guan He nodded, but still didn't feel like talking.

Men don't care about their son's indifference. In fact, they are used to this kind of atmosphere in their lives.He looked at his grown son—the last time he looked at him so carefully seemed to be a long time ago, and the growth of children is a kind of revenge, as long as they are a little distracted, they are out of control.

He seemed to have a lot to say, but his thoughts were burning like a raging fire.Guan He's face kept rippling, and finally coincided with the memory.Like rain falling, he felt a moment of peace.

"Ah Zhen." The man's eyes widened again, and the stars that once made the girl's cheeks blush temporarily lived inside.Knowing that he regarded himself as his mother again, Guan He tried to break free from the man's hand without any surprise, but was held even tighter. "Jane...!"

The man was full of a boyish eagerness, and even wanted to sit up recklessly, his chest was filled with words like cotton wool, "Ah Zhen! Listen to me...! I... I'm still the best!...I'm so good..."

The machine beeped, and Guan He listened to his father's incomprehensible chatter with a blank face, and finally, he relaxed by holding his hand tightly.He put his ear to the man's mouth. "...I really... love..."

"Hmm." Guan He held the opponent's hand.

After a while, the hand went cold.

"Guan He...? Guan He!" He came back to his senses, and Lu Chuan was looking at him worriedly, "What's wrong with you? Shouldn't I bring up this topic?"

"It's okay. By the way, I still have my father's manuscript, do you want to see it?"

"Really?!" It's really easy to divert attention... "What is it? A new reasoning hole?"

"fairy tale."

"???????"

"...In this way, Miss Rabbit stuck to Mr. Xiong's heart like a new taste of honey. The noisy robin laughed and said: This is love! You are in love with her!

But he has also loved all kinds of honey, and he likes the bee brand very much, and the garden brand is also good.Although he was not interested in any of them now, and perhaps he would never be again—but just thinking about such a change frightened him to death. Is "love" such a terrible thing?

Mr. Xiong rolled around all night, and decided to go to Miss Rabbit the next day——Mom!The back is gone! "

Xiao Guanhe rummaged through the thin notebook, only to be discouraged to find that it was really gone. "Mom, the teacher said that you can ask me to do whatever you want on Mother's Day... Do you really only ask me to read you stories... I can also sweep the floor and cook?"

The woman squatted down and made sure that she was as tall as her son, "That's no different from your usual. Besides, you don't have any need to repay me. If it weren't for—"

"If you didn't bring enough money that day, there would be nothing for me." Guan He pouted his lips and asked again, "So what happened to Mr. Xiong in the end?"

"He ran away. He was used to living in the honey pile, and suddenly realized that he could only drink one flavor in the future, so he ran away in fright."

"What about Miss Rabbit...?" "...will go away."

Miss Rabbit didn't break her promise.The little rabbit Guan He was placed at the door of his "father" with a dazed expression on his face. His mother gave him a last kiss, turned and left.

Guan He didn't catch up.Never saw her again.

"The style of writing is completely different... It's still a pit... If it weren't for your testimony, I wouldn't be sure it was that person's work..." Lu Chuan flipped through his notebook, pouted his mouth and poked his face, "So what? In the end, bear How is sir?"

"...I love you..." "Hey!!! Don't be a hooligan!!!"

"I love you..." Mr. Xiong said to Miss Rabbit like this, "Love...is...it seems to be a kind of magical honey. Even if you want to quit other brands, there is absolutely no problem in relying on it to survive with you in the future."

Then Mr. Xiong and Miss Rabbit lived happily together.

"That's it." Guan He held Lu Chuan in his arms.

☆, Fanwai [[-]] It's him, it's him, our good assist little dinosaur!

There is no concept of time in the blue space, so if one wants to find out how long the little monster has "lived", no one can tell.However, it seems that it has indeed existed in this faint blue for a long time.

Tyrannosaurus rex sent off many old neighbors who thought they could live here forever; it also saw new companions pouring in like rivers, and turned into snowflakes in the blink of an eye.

And it hasn't disappeared yet.Such a forgetful race as human beings actually gave it a long-term affection!The little monster was not surprised, but a little frightened.

I was frightened again because I met the so-called "former human being". This attribute is a little complicated. No wonder a certain resident always thinks he is a baboon.Fortunately, it just agreed in its heart, otherwise, wouldn't it damage its wise image if it made a mistake?

This creature named Lu Chuan has great enthusiasm for their place of residence. He is eager and active, and he has changed from the disheartened appearance when he first arrived.The little monster is comforting and complicated—

It is probably a feeling that the adopted daughter finally no longer recognizes her birth or the raised potted plant finally sprouts.

It didn't take long before it was frightened again.The reason this time is Lu Chuan's concubine—you don't care where you learned the word.

That was clearly the little boy who had dreamed of it.It felt aggrieved again, its cute self condescendingly wanted him to play on its back, why was he screaming in fright? !

Besides, this guy is still the same coward as he was back then. He was too scared to speak when he saw Lu Chuan, and he just kept blooming.

Sure enough, he was about to be frightened into a vegetable, right?

However, the daughter is a rebellious daughter, willful and disobedient, and she will fall in love early.No matter how unwilling the dinosaur mother was, she still ran around hard:

Advise those noisy wings to be a Ferris wheel, quietly provide the route with the most story fragments, and tell everyone not to panic The sudden pink background is not a natural disaster, it's just a few days in a period of time—— Although this cycle is a bit long...

In the end, the couple still quarreled.

Tired.

Still noisy.Lu Chuan simply slept at the bottom of the space.Although the coward who is a human is wandering around the upper floor anxiously, although he looks sincere and haggard-but it must be his fault, right?

The little monster led Guanhe all the way down, and when it went down, Guanhe couldn't help but float up.

Here is the real "bottom".It is covered with colorful particles, but it is still the most white.Guan He took a closer look, and found that they were all erasers, big and small.

"Welcome to the Eraser Cemetery." The little monster spat out Guan He, wrapped his tail around him, and said in a sinister tone.

Guan He was shocked, thinking that he was going to be silenced.

"There is still a big piece of eraser, but I can't find it... So..." "It's all here. You won't be cut into small pieces and smashed, and you won't be forgotten. Anyway, you go buy new ones." Just fine."

Guan He seemed to understand something, and couldn't help laughing: "The same is true for Lu Chuan?" "What's wrong, it's quiet and safe to sleep here."

"But he's not an eraser. He can talk and express. If he didn't say he wants to leave, I would never let go. Who allowed him to sneak away to sleep? Isn't this too selfish?"

"I will never forget him. I have a super good memory."

Guan He seldom said such boastful words, he didn't want to be underestimated by his "parents", so he said something with a straight neck.

The dinosaur pinched its tail and said disdainfully, "...Cut."

Then, the little monster decided to wake up Sleeping Beauty, who was sleeping non-stop—although it seemed to be waking up by itself.

Then again, it was overwhelmed by a sudden burst of pink flowers.

Again and again, the two who came back to it through the dream were holding each other's sleeves and speaking vaguely.Lu Chuan yells at Guan He: Hurry up!Guan He falters: That... so it's you... I actually know...!I even wrote you a story to apologize...! !The story goes like this...

"Snapped"!Another flower bloomed in Guanhe.

By the way... Guan He touched his head shyly, would you like to try calling me "Dad"?

Dinosaur: ......... Are you human neuropathy? ! ! !