Why is it always you in time travel

The fermented rice wine tastes sweet and tastes like fermented glutinous rice wine. It doesn't feel too strong, but the alcohol content is not low. Chen Zijin didn't realize when he was drunk.

The mind has not completely lost consciousness, and vaguely knows that he is still on the roof, and the people around him are mysterious shadows that he cannot fully trust, but the whole person is getting weaker and lazy, and wants to close his eyes and go to sleep .

To put it another way, sometimes the alcohol is not intoxicating, it is the emotion that magnifies the intoxication. Chen Zijin suddenly traveled through, and in just two or three days, he accepted many settings in his mind, and it was precisely this kind of complex emotion that he had.

Chen Zijin's body softened a little, and he sat up a little bit. The person beside him approached a few inches, and asked with concern in his tone: "Are you drunk?"

"Drunk." Chen Zijin nodded.

Yu Xiang smiled sullenly, wrapped his arms around his body, let him lean on his shoulders, he could do this obviously because he thought he was drunk, but he denied it in his mouth: "Whoever dares to admit that he is drunk, Mostly not drunk."

Chen Zijin laughed when he heard this, hugged the empty wine jar into his arms, and rationally leaned against this very familiar shoulder, no longer having the strength to doubt the strangeness of this feeling, feeling a little lonely in his heart, and murmured: "It turns out It's lonely wherever you go."

"Oh? Why?" Yu Xiang asked.

Chen Zijin thought he didn't understand, and answered without hesitation, feeling relieved that there was a generation gap, and finally he could speak his mind, and finally... he didn't have to be like before, even to the one he loved the most. People can't be honest.

"I used to have a junior sister who was very cute. She was very close when I was in a bureau. Later, I was transferred away. I haven't had much contact with the phone... There is no one at home. My father has never seen her. My mother is in a group with someone else. My family, apart from living expenses, basically never see me a few times throughout the year, I always feel lonely..."

Yu Xiang didn't know why he didn't ask him the meaning of many modern expressions in his words, and after listening, he only said: "Is there no one who is completely close?"

"Yes," Chen Zijin nodded, and said with a wry smile, "I lost him... But when he was still there, there were some things I couldn't say... I really couldn't say it, so I was still lonely."

Yu Xiang was silent, and the palm around his shoulder unconsciously tightened slightly.

"If you lose it, you won't regret it later?"

After a long silence, Yu Xiang suddenly asked again.

Chen Zijin leaned on his shoulder and nodded lazily. In a place where he couldn't see, Yu Xiang slightly bent his lips, and suddenly heard this drunken voice: "I only regret... I didn't hug him tightly in the end. A little, then maybe...you won't lose it...Young Master Yu...Young Master Yu," Chen Zijin suddenly found some strength to sit up straight and looked at him, and asked, "Say, I'm going to find him, right? Can you really find it?"

"I can find it." Yu Xiang stretched out his hand to gently wipe off the wine stains on the corners of his lips.

"Yeah, I think so too," Chen Zijin smiled, and leaned back languidly again, "If you can't find it, you have to look for it, and you will find it sooner or later... Otherwise, it would be too lonely to stay in this world alone..."

"If you can't find it, do you still want to live?"

"I think..." Chen Zijin replied without hesitation, "If one day he comes and I'm dead, what should he do?"

Such a sentence is like shaking the earth, causing the last stubborn wall in the heart to collapse.

Chen Zijin had no energy left to notice the sudden strangeness of the person beside him. He closed his eyes tiredly, and dozed off drowsily, the strength in his arms loosened, and the wine jar he was holding in his arms rolled down. On the roof tiles, "gululu" went down until it fell to the ground, making a moderate cracking sound in the quiet night.

After waiting for a long time, until Chen Zijin was completely asleep, the person who looked like a stone statue under the moon moved again. He slowly stretched out his hand to caress the side face of the man on his shoulder, and sighed with a smile: "Yes, what if someday You're here, I'm dead, what do you do?" Hua Luo bowed his head sideways and kissed lightly on the corner of his lips.

Chen Zijin was naturally indifferent, but even in his dream, he couldn't ignore the familiarity.

"Song Yu..."

"Yeah." The people around me responded with a smile.

Chen Zijin reached out and grabbed the figure in front of him.

This figure has been walking vaguely in front, as if it is close at hand, but also as if it is far away in the sky. I don't know how long it took to chase it, and finally I was able to touch it.

"Song Yu!" Chen Zijin was overjoyed, and pressed the figure's shoulder tightly.

The man stood there for an unknown amount of time, until the surrounding light became brighter and brighter, and the outline of the originally blurred figure gradually became clear.

——Long-haired gown, and he is not a person of the same era, or, "before", it is not the same era.

"You..." Chen Zijin frowned.

The person in front of him turned around slowly, so startled that he immediately let go of his palm and took a quick half step back.

"Who are you!" Chen Zijin was extremely astonished, wondering why such a person appeared, a person whose appearance was exactly the same as his.

The man looked at him, his eyes gradually becoming focused, and after seeing the portrait in his eyes, he smiled weakly, and replied with a bit of relief, "I am... the Young Castle Master of Luomei Castle."

Chen Zijin was so shocked that he couldn't compare it. He had already accepted too many incredible things, from time travel to lightness kung fu, one by one, which made him think that there would be no more unexplainable things.

But now, something even more incomprehensible happened.

——The real body of the Young Castle Lord, whom he had cared about where he was, appeared vividly before his eyes with a face exactly like his.

"Why are you here?"

"I can only be here," the Young Castle Lord replied helplessly, "If I am not here, I will never be anywhere again."

Chen Zijin was extremely puzzled, and inexplicably terrified, he asked, "What do you mean?"

The young castle master looked at him, and suddenly nodded to him in thanks.

"Thank you very much. If you hadn't appeared suddenly, I'm afraid I would have died..." he said, still extremely weak, trying to explain clearly, "I went crazy when I was practicing, and my life was at stake. When I was dying, you suddenly Barge in and occupy my body, but even though it is 'occupation', it hangs my last breath, preventing me from dying... So, I should thank you..."

"Crazy..." Chen Zijin's self-proclaimed brain couldn't turn around, as if listening to a fairy tale, he stared fixedly at the person in front of him, and repeated his words in a daze, "Occupy... finally One breath...you mean...you're still alive? Wait...you're in your own body, why can I see you...I'm in this body too? Oh yes, I'm in...not... "

"Intention," the young castle master interrupted him, although he was powerless, he arched his hands upright to salute him, and said again, "You can see me because of the intention in your heart... God's will, is it right?" Please son...help me fulfill my unfulfilled wish?"

Chen Zijin took a deep breath with a headache, reached out and rubbed his throbbing forehead, and said, "I need to know the reason why I came here first."

The Young Castle Master shook his head slowly: "I don't know either."

The voice was indistinct, and suddenly it was hard to hear.

"What did you say?" Chen Zijin frowned suspiciously.

As if the signal was disturbed in modern times, the voice of the young castle master became more and more indistinct. Chen Zijin tried hard to listen, squinting his eyes slightly, but only saw the opening and closing of the lips of the figure in front of him. Can no longer hear a word.

He eagerly reached out to grab it, and the moment he was about to touch it, the dream was torn apart, and everything in front of him disappeared.

Chen Zijin suddenly opened his eyes, panting in shock.

"What's wrong?" Someone was around.

He gradually came back to his senses, raised his head, looked at the dark night sky, and saw the stars in his eyes.

— Incredible.

The dream just now was so unbelievable, it was so real that it was hard not to believe it... Chen Zijin kept thinking about it.

The voice next to him called him again.

Chen Zijin slowly moved his eyes to the person who spoke, and shouted in a daze, "Young Master Yu?"

When Yu Xiang saw that he finally reacted, he couldn't help feeling relieved, and said with a slight smile, "Young Master Zhang fell asleep. I don't know what he dreamed. It's a cool winter night, and his head is covered with thin sweat."

"Yeah..." Chen Zijin's mind gradually stabilized, he laughed at himself lightly, in order to lighten the strange perception in his mind, and replied, "It is indeed a very strange dream, but it's just a dream, who knows how to dream of such a thing ..."

"Would you like to talk about it?" Yu Xiang asked.

Chen Zijin shook his head helplessly: "Forget it, Mr. Yu, I'm afraid I can't explain clearly."

Yu Xiang stopped asking further questions.

Chen Zijin still had some remnants of drunkenness, moved his fingers, nothing was there, he couldn't grasp anything, and just when he was wondering where the wine jar had gone, he suddenly realized that he was leaning on this person's shoulder Standing in the upper position, he hastily sat up straight.The action was too hasty, which caused a headache, and his whole body shook slightly. Yu Xiang hurriedly stretched out his arms to help him. After Chen Zijin recovered a little, he asked with some guilt: "Thank you, Mr. Yu...Mr. Yu, just now , Am I drunk?"

"Wei Wei." Yu Xiang smiled while looking at him before retracting his hand.

Chen Zijin felt a little embarrassed and said "Sorry" without moving his body, feeling a little uncomfortable, but he was embarrassed to brush off the other party's kindness.

After a while, Yu Xiang took his hand away and said, "Go back and rest, it's really late."

"Okay." Chen Zijin heaved a sigh of relief, and nodded along the steps in his words.

Yu Xiang helped him to stand up together, and when he slid down the roof lightly, he held his arm and helped him a bit, being considerate and thoughtful, which made Chen Zijin want to dispel his guard against him.

Thinking about it, before you don't know what kind of person the other party is, you can't be so careless after all.

Chen Zijin stood firm, looked at the fragments of the wine jar on the ground, and smiled as if speechless.

"By the way, Mr. Zhang." Just as he was about to say goodbye, Yu Xiang suddenly said, "I have one suggestion, I wonder if I can tell you."

"Please tell me, Mr. Yu." Chen Zijin nodded generously, waiting curiously for the next sentence.

Yu Xiang spoke a little softly, and continued: "Young master Zhang's martial arts, it's better not to reveal them at ordinary times."

Chen Zijin was serious, but pretended to be indifferent and asked, "Why?"

"There is no specific reason," Yu Xiang shook his head, "I just think that since Mr. Zhang doesn't know why he knows martial arts, then someone must deliberately want to hide this matter, regardless of how you acquired it under such circumstances. Kung Fu, but to be safe, before finding out all the truth, it is better to hide your strength and be careful."

Chen Zijin fell into deep thought, Yu Pang waited for a while, and added: "This is just my idea, Mr. Zhang can think about it carefully."

"I see." Chen Zijin distinguished the pros and cons of what he said, and nodded earnestly, "Thank you for your kind reminder, Mr. Yu, I will carefully conceal it."

"Okay." Yu Xiang showed a reassuring smile.

Although Chen Zijin was puzzled about the reason, he really felt the unadulterated care of the person in front of him, and he became more and more confused about his good and evil.

I just feel that this ancient man is really too difficult to understand...

Yu Xiang stopped talking with him, and said with a smile: "Go back to your room and sleep. If there is anything else, we will talk about it tomorrow."

"Okay, tonight is very pleasant, and thank you, Mr. Yu, for taking care of me."

"polite."

Chen Zijin happily put down the messy thoughts in his mind, and returned to the inn building with this person.