Under the clouds

When Zang Lanbai came to Luo Yan's single-family villa, Luo Yan was talking on the phone to some lover in front of the French window in the living room.

Hearing the sound of Zang Lanbai coming in, he raised his finger to Zang Lanbai and pointed to the tea table in front of the sofa in the living room.

Zang Lanbai approached the place Luo Yan pointed out, and saw some old newspapers that were cut out on the coffee table.

He picked it up and flipped it casually, then turned his head to look at the huge screen on the wall of Luo Yan's living room that occupied nearly half of the wall.

Zang Lanbai found the key words of the news in the newspaper and searched for "The Third Layer of the Mirror".

This is an unpopular fantasy movie that won an international award many years ago, and it occupies a lot of space in the newspaper held by Zang Lanbo.

At the beginning of the movie, there is a large area of ​​pure color, like poured paint encroaching on the entire shot, the background music is monotonous and lengthy white noise, and the names of the leading actors begin to appear on it.

The first one is the leading actor, Fang Yumu.

Fang Mu was taken captive to the car, struggling all the way in shock, and only saw that familiar face when he got into the car.

It was the person in charge of the Tenerai Winery who had swiped his card in charge of the Tibetan cypress.

Jin Shuo saw that Fang Mu's complexion had obviously improved a lot, and his gaze was slow, as if he was carefully measuring Fang Mu inch by inch: "Who allowed you to stand and walk?"

Fang Mu took a deep breath: "It's against the rules for you to do this, Brother Shuo, I'm still under the contract period of being adopted, you don't...you don't have the right to take me away."

Hearing that Fang Mu opened his mouth to avoid his question directly, Jin Shuo reminded himself like this, a gloomy light flashed in his eyes, his brows and eyes moved slightly, he raised his hand and clasped Fang Mu's chin, pulling him towards in front of myself.

"00397, have you forgotten all the rules you learned? How can you serve customers like this? I think it is necessary for you to go back and review it again."

Fang Mu stretched out his hand to hold his wrist, the lower half of his face was pinched so painfully, he wanted to pull his hand away: "I'm not! I don't want to! Let go!"

"Aren't you? Then who are you? Aren't you afraid to hide for a long time? Why did you dare to come out again? What did someone do to you?" Jin Shuo snorted, "Huh? Puppy?"

He looked directly at Fang Mu and called again: "00397 answer the question."

Fang Mu's chest began to heave violently, as if he was very frightened by the eyes staring at him, as if he had experienced something very bad under such eyes, Fang Mu's pupils dilated slightly, and he subconsciously denied it softly. : "No...I'm not..."

Jin Shuo snapped his fingers next to Fang Mu's ear with his other hand. After the crisp sound, Fang Mu's whole body twitched, as if he had been electrocuted at that moment.

His eyes gradually became confused, and he looked at Jin Shuo ignorantly.

"Lord..." Fang Mu suddenly closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them for a moment, his eyes regained their clarity for a moment, and he struggled to break away from Jin Shuo's grasping hand.

Fang Mu huddled on the seat in the car, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, he gasped as if he was having difficulty breathing, and looked at Jin Shuo, whose face was completely gloomy, with vigilance and fear.

"Someone has hypnotized you, who is it?" Jin Shuo asked.

Fang Mu shook his head, very much resisting Jin Shuo's approaching him.

Jin Shuo's eyes slowly changed, and he unconsciously lowered his tone: "Fang Mu, you can't bear it, why don't you hide like before, you don't have to face it if you hide, can you let 00397 come out? "

Fang Mu covered his head, his eyes were blurred, and his eyelids kept trembling.

This person made him feel very scared, and Fang Mu couldn't restrain the feeling that came from the bottom of his heart.

"We're going back now..." Jin Shuo continued.

Fang Mu hurriedly stopped him: "No, I...I have a customer now, and Mr. Zang swiped his card to cover me for a year."

Jin Shuo turned his head and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What Mr. Zang?"

Fang Mu's expression froze, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Jin Shuo said: "You are sick again. There has never been a Mr. Zang, and you have not been kept by anyone for a year. You have just been returned by a customer and I came to pick you up. Have you forgotten?"

"What... what?" Fang Mu asked with difficulty and disbelief.

Jin Shuo's dark eyes once again met Fang Mu's gaze: "I said that there has never been such a Mr. Zang, and there has never been such a person from the beginning to the end. This may be because you have another illness. It was a puppy before, and now it is something unknown. Mr. Zang, you always imagine something else, to protect you, or to replace you in facing the things you don't want to face, don't you?"

Jin Shuo spread his hands: "Okay, now we should face the reality. We are going back. I hope you will perform well in the future and don't be returned so soon, okay. If this continues, the boss will really be unhappy, and you will also Don't want to do that, right?"

Fang Mu's whole body seemed to be fascinated. His blood color fell from his face quickly, and he became pale. His white hands and feet were all stiff, and it was difficult to breathe. He blinked his eyes slowly: "Fake? There is no such person?"

Jin Shuo approached him again, and repeated in a firm tone: "Fake."

He looked at Fang Mu who seemed to have lost all mobility, reached out and picked him up on his lap, with a calm expression on his face, he stroked the hair on Fang Mu's forehead that was wet with sweat, his movements were extremely gentle, Treat it like a fragile treasure.

But in my heart, I felt an indescribable and extremely unpleasant feeling when Fang Mu had such a reaction.

Jin Shuo's eyes were deep, and he didn't know what was thinking and planning in his mind. He just helped Fang Mu straighten his forehead that was completely covered by hair and became smooth.

And at this moment, Fang Mu, who he thought had settled down in his arms, suddenly struggled violently in the gap between a traffic light, as if he had an illness, his eyes were scattered, and he screamed: : "No! Not!"

When a mental patient gets sick, his strength may become very strong. Jin Shuo was caught off guard for a while and did not stop him.

Fang Mu's head hit the car glass, and he suddenly opened the door with his hand, and his whole body fell out.

At this time, the countdown to the red light was over, the car was surging, Fang Mu's body rolled twice on the ground, there was a sound of braking, cursing and the sound of the horn.

Jin Shuo's pupils trembled when he saw Fang Mu falling into the traffic, and before he could reach out to grab it, when he was about to get out of the car and continue chasing, a car drove over, blocking Jin Shuo's sight.

The horn sounded from the rear of the car, and the car behind was urging.

There was no way to park in the middle of such a road. Jin Shuo got out of the car and saw Fang Mu, who had already got up from the ground, stumbling all the way and quickly disappearing into the New Year's Eve crowd.

Jin Shuo finally withdrew his original step, got into the car, and slowly uttered a word: "Let's go."

Fang Mu ran all the way, as if some evil spirit was chasing him behind him, he was exhausted from running all the way, his forehead was bleeding because he fell off the car just now.

He walked through the screaming crowd, the streets with people coming and going, unable to distinguish any direction, everything in front of him seemed to be covered with a layer of invisible black fog.

When he finally couldn't run anymore, he fell to the ground, the cold wind blew, and his throat was filled with fishy sweetness.

He struggled to open his blurred eyes, every time he breathed, sand and stones seemed to grind his throat, he fell there, trying to get up with his body, he saw the familiar neighborhood on his left.

Yes, Mr. Zang's home.

Fang Mu, who was already exhausted, struggled and squeezed out the last strength to stand up.

Go home, it will be fine when you go back.

Back there, the one who can get a peaceful embrace, welcomes his clean kiss.

As long as he returns there, he will be able to determine whether everything he has experienced during this period of time is a dream he made up for himself.

Fang Mu stepped forward and walked into the community. At the elevator entrance, he nervously pressed the elevator button again and again.

When the elevator came down, he went in and pressed the floor number he knew by heart.

The elevator opened, and Fang Mu stood in front of the door, reaching for a key in his pocket, which seemed to give him some confidence.

Keys, yes, he still has the keys to the house.

After he took out the key, he opened it twice, but there seemed to be something wrong with the door lock, Fang Mu had to try a few more times with force.

This made Fang Mu, who couldn't wait to go home, expend a lot of energy, and gradually felt a sense of anxiety in his heart.

Why not open, why not open!hurry up!Hurry up!

Fang Mu's eyes began to turn red, like an animal trapped in a cage, and he even began to slam the door with his body uncontrollably.

With a click, the door finally opened.

Fang Mu's eyes lit up, he took a deep breath, and quickly entered the room.

However, the next moment, Fang Mu was choked by the deep breath, and there was a strange smell in the room.

After walking two steps, I tripped over some takeaway boxes. After being kicked down by Fang Mu, a pile of leftovers spilled out.

Fang Mu took a big step back as if frightened, and then ran into the bedroom in a panic, but there was no familiar double bed and thick velvet carpet in the bedroom, only a single bed.

There was only one person’s toiletries in the bathroom. He came out of the bedroom in a panic, crashed into the living room, and felt a layer of dust on the sofa. He fell in front of the dusty sofa, panicked: "No, this won't..."

He turned his head in a panic, but there was no white Sanjia piano he was familiar with in the living room, and there were no lush fake flowers on the balcony connected to the living room.

There are only a few pots scattered, dead potted plants.

The black mist in front of him was getting thicker and thicker. Fang Mu closed his eyes in pain and despair. He suddenly cried bitterly. It was fake, so it turned out to be fake. Without this person, there was never Zang Lanbai.

Fang Mu broke down and cried out, the lower half of the man's face suddenly appeared under the black mist in front of him, and Fang Mu heard a deep sneer in a daze.

Fang Mu suddenly opened his eyes, looking around like a frightened bird, but the half face began to appear everywhere in his field of vision.

It's very familiar, extreme fear, who it is, can't remember... no, don't remember...

There was another laugh full of mockery, which sounded like a whip, slamming on Fang Mu: "No...don't...ah...ah...let me die...let me die!"

Fang Mu covered his ears and wailed in pain. He shook his head frantically, as if he had fallen into an endless terror and despair.

No one came to save him, and no one would save him. He remembered that he had begged for help, and he had begged for help many times, but the results were all without exception.

So I had to save myself, so I got a puppy, and later I got Zang Lanbo.

Fang Mu's tears couldn't stop flowing. It turned out that this was the feeling of being dragged down from the clouds and becoming a mess.

The life-saving straw, no wonder it was so hard to pull, because there was no one pulling him up. From the beginning to the end, there was only myself at both ends of the straw.

Meanwhile on the other side.

Standing in front of the huge screen, Zang Lanbai saw the overwhelming snow color on the screen, a pair of bare and thin feet stepped from the stairs extending down from the sky, and the Holy Son of Snow Country was wearing a white silk robe, Beautiful eyebrows and eyes, silver hair, even those curly and thick eyelashes are silver white.

He stepped down like that, and sat on the throne of ice crystals.

His water-colored pupils seem to contain no emotion, and the moment you lower your eyes, you seem to see everything crawling under his feet.

Zang Lanbai's eyes fell on the screen, and he murmured as if absent-minded: "God created."

Suddenly, an exclamation broke Zang Lanbai's artistic appreciation.

With the mobile phone in his hand, Luo Yan suddenly turned to Zang Lanbai: "Look who this is!"

It was a live broadcast of a local Internet celebrity, and the anchor with bright blue eye shadow yelled: "Look! Someone is going to jump off a building! Jumping off a building here!"

The location is opposite to the commercial building in the city center. It is an old commercial building that is currently being renovated. The highest floor is the seventh floor. Now there is a figure standing on the top floor.

The anchor is below, and the camera is facing the roof, the lights are too dim to see clearly.

The next moment, a huge firework exploded in the air, and it was shown on the screen that Fang Mu's pale face was illuminated by the light of the firework for a moment.

Zang Lanbai saw Fang Mu's red scarf being rolled up by the wind. The scarf was half hung on Fang Mu's neck, and it fell completely when another gust of wind blew.

It caused the crowd gathered downstairs in the old commercial building to exclaim.

Luo Yan said in an unbearable tone: "What's the matter with you! Isn't he following you now? Why did he jump off the building in such a blink of an eye? I'm really convinced!"

"You can stop him quickly, the renovation project of this commercial building was contracted by my family, and people will be killed just as soon as the construction starts!" Luo Yan chattered, shaking Zang Lanbai's body.

Standing on the roof of the building, Fang Mu could no longer feel any warmth in his body. He looked at the dense crowd downstairs and the dazzling lights shining on him.

In a trance, the world became quiet, and Fang Mu suddenly couldn't hear anything.

Only the New Year's bell rang in his ears, which was the countdown to the New Year. He raised his eyes and looked at the giant screen billboard of the commercial building opposite, which showed the number "5" followed by "4"...

Thousands of fireworks rise up, accompanied by happy music and cheers of Happy New Year.

Fang Mu, who turned around and closed his eyes, opened his arms, and a peaceful smile emerged from the corner of his mouth, as if he was finally able to welcome the sense of relief brought by the new life, and he let his body fall backwards without hesitation.

"Happy New Year! happynewyear!"

Fang Mu's falling body was like a bird with its wings shot through. He opened his eyes in mid-air, and saw the snowflakes in the sky reflected in his pupils, slowly landing under the blue-gray sky.

It is the first snow of this year.