About my death opening new doors

The two communicated for a long time - under the background of tacitly ignoring the question of "father" - although Guan He felt strangely regretful - Guan He finally figured out the whole story.

He promised to work hard to complete the story that had been put aside for a long time, which was simply beyond Lu Chuan's expectations.

The mandarin duck eyes who got the guarantee bit the reluctant cubs and walked into the group of black cats that appeared at an unknown time, and disappeared.

There was another period of silence.

It was Guan He who spoke first, he cleared his throat unnaturally: "It's still a long time before dawn."

"Then...do you want me to take you to visit?" Lu Chuan tried his best to keep reserved, but his eyes were shining brightly, like a small beast who had to find the same kind with difficulty, like a child with the only toy and only now found a partner to share, full of joy It is the excitement of eagerness to try.

Guan He murmured, and made a look of refusal——his face always looked very attractive when he pretended to refuse something.Sure enough, seeing the other party's uncontrollable disappointed and angry expression, how can he be so cute...

"Then...let's go to the movies." A serious Guan He said.

? ? ? ? ? ? ? ——A bewildered Lu Chuan.

Of course, there must be no movies.But if you really want to see something, there is never a shortage of stories here.

"Look... I guess this is a mushroom...?" Lu Chuan picked up a snowflake, "A story about raising mushrooms...?"

"I thought the 'snow' here was at most a more beautiful hexagon..." Guan He imitated Lu Chuan's hand to catch it, but it turned into a little wolf like a fur ball, and rubbed against the palm of his hand. ran away.

"I thought so when I first came here. But they are not snow... they are dreams, they are thoughts..." Lu Chuan repeated what the little monster told him at the beginning, and then stared blankly at the fur ball that went away. I am troubled by not knowing how to piece together a complete story with "mushroom" and "wolf".

"Just arrived here"... So Lu Chuan is not an aborigine.Remembering this, Guan He stared at the frowning face for a while, and said, "I guess... it's probably the story of the wolf who only raised mushrooms."

Lu Chuan laughed: "Generally speaking, even if wolves are not vegetarians, no one would think that wolves can raise mushrooms, right?"

Guan He has a serious face: "But if you eat it, the mushroom will feel very painful. I don't want to have this kind of dream."

Oh...it seems a bit sullen...Lu Chuan stopped laughing, feeling his face was burning.But why is the object a mushroom!

But even though the target is a mushroom...it's still a bit sullen...

The two wandered in the boundless space all the way like visiting a zoo, and were keen to give those fragments of snowflakes a complete story.Imagining unconstrained and boundless, while Lu Chuan kept laughing because of the other party's naive and weird thinking, he also felt a more secret happiness.

In the end they ended their trip in that familiar little garden.That's weird... are nights that short?Lu Chuan felt unbelievable when he thought of those distant nights when he was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes open.

But when Guan He looked at him with regretful eyes, he suddenly understood that all this was just a night's dream for Guan He, and Lu Chuan felt a flood of sadness again—his mood changed unexpectedly that night. more frequently than in the past 20 years.

But being immersed in sadness all the time is not attractive, and Lu Chuan is well aware of this.He bowed his head to calm down, and said with a smile: "You may not know it, but I have known you for a long time. When I found this place, I thought it was super beautiful... super special. Very... cute."

The word "cute" came out of his mouth, and Lu Chuan immediately realized that as long as he was a man, he probably wouldn't like this evaluation—although he thought it was very accurate.Lu Chuan murmured: "It sounds a bit perverted...don't worry about it." When he raised his head, he bumped into Guan He's clear eyes.

"I too...have known you for a long time. Earlier than you imagined." And I'm more of a pervert than you! ! !

But Guan He still wants to say a lot, why the language is arranged in a chain, he can't wait to turn himself into a large-scale picture, into a big pie, and put all his brains into the eyes and mouth of the other party.

He wants to know why the other party suddenly looks like a dimmed sun, he wants to touch the other party's head, hug him, tell him "cry if you want", and write 100 warm and sweet stories to the other party.

But Guan He forgot that there is no need for language here.So Lu Chuan stared dumbfounded at Guan He's anxious silence for a long time, and a flower bloomed with a "snap"—from his head.

Lu Chuan looked at Guan He, who was completely unaware of it, with a slumped face against a cute flower, holding back his laughter, and reached out to help him take it off.

Then he felt feelings, warm and sweet, worrying and comforting, so complicated that he couldn't fully understand it for a while.But that didn't stop him from laughing at the blunt consolation: "Then see you later. Where do you want to go next time?"

Although Guan He didn't understand what happened at all, he was relieved to see that Lu Chuan was finally happy.Where to go... Now that I've finished watching the movie (totally wrong)... Then the next thing should be...

"An amusement park."

Lu Chuan didn't care about Guan He who disappeared decisively after speaking, and he couldn't understand the complicated emotions in the flower.He used the lackluster knowledge from the TV series shown in the hospital to seriously think about a problem.

Was he being tricked?