Blade and Swift

After coming out of the bar that day, Yan Xichen was in a good mood.He twirled the keys of his new residence on his fingers, and walked home drunk all the way.

The new apartment was given to him and Fang Shuo by Duan Yun. Yan Xichen knew that Duan Yun wanted him to watch over Fang Shuo and take care of Fang Shuo by the way.He came back late tonight, he didn't expect to open the door and wait for him is Fang Shuo's boiled soup and tea.The house is brightly lit, and the two bedrooms and one living room are quite spacious. Fang Shuo has cleaned it up in advance, and there are flowers on the table.

Yan Xichen was a little surprised that Fang Shuo managed to make such a small and exquisite space look like a "home" within a few hours.

Seeing Yan Xichen came back, Fang Shuo brought him a bowl of soup first, then started making tea at the coffee table, and asked Yan Xichen to drink with him after he was full: "The oolong given by Grandpa Duan is very fragrant. "

Yan Xichen was a little dumbfounded, he always felt like Fang Shuo sitting there drinking tea with a teacup in his hands, there was a very disharmonious sense of disobedience, it would be fine to change someone else, he was born with young teeth, but he seemed a bit old-fashioned.However, Yan Xichen quickly ignored this feeling of disobedience. He quickly solved Tang, and felt that Fang Shuo's craftsmanship was quite good, so he walked over to the coffee table and smiled, "Let's discuss something."

Fang Shuo looked at him questioningly.

"I see that you are good at cooking, aren't you good at cooking?"

Fang Shuo suddenly realized: "Don't worry, I'll be in charge of lunch and dinner from now on."

Yan Xichen quickly said that he didn't mean that, don't misunderstand that he asked him to do housework: "If you are free, I will learn from you."

He didn't tell Fang Shuo that he planned to train with Du Yachen from tomorrow, let alone that he might become a private chef.Although Fang Shuo looked a little puzzled, he still agreed to Yan Xichen without hesitation.Yan Xichen asked about Fang Shuo's future arrangements. Fang Shuo said that he had talked with Grandpa Duan, and that he would learn crafts in his bakery, which happened to be his specialty.Yan Xichen thought this would be a good thing, if Fang Shuo could live and work under Duan Yun's subordinates, it would be a good arrangement.

After having tea, the two said good night to each other and prepared to turn off the lights and go to bed.

After taking a shower and lying down under the blanket, Yan Xichen felt for the first time that everything seemed to be gradually on the right track.But what he didn't expect was that he had a dream again tonight.

Only this time in the dream, he didn't see the sunset, the god of death, and no sickle.

The wind is very warm, the sky is very soft, and the breath of green grass is refreshing.The two little boys were lying on their backs on the lawn talking and laughing, and they seemed to have a good relationship.The picture became clearer and clearer, flooding into Yan Xichen's mind uncontrollably.

"Hey, do you have any dreams?" asked the younger boy on the left.

"Dream? Probably to become a very powerful adult and protect my mother." The little boy on the right had some freckles on his nose, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "But it doesn't seem like a dream at all."

"I think it's amazing." The young child said.

"What about you?" the freckled boy asked.

"I want to be a pastry chef because I like cream cakes."

As soon as the screen changed, more pictures of the cake boy and the freckle boy poured in. They had a good relationship in elementary school and junior high school.The cake boy studied hard, and the freckle boy entered the society early, even so their relationship is still very good.They read comic books together in the warehouse, they swam in the reservoir together, the freckled boy fought for the cake boy, and the cake boy delivered lunch to the freckled boy... At first, it seemed like a frame of pictures, and later it became more and more like a large number Memories flooded into Yan Xichen's mind.The faces of the two teenagers were blurred, and Yan Xichen couldn't hear their words, but he knew everything that happened in those pictures.

A stabbing pain came from the parietal bone, and Yan Xichen opened his eyes in the darkness.He realized he was waking up, lying in the apartment he had just moved into, with a splitting headache.

What were those just now?

Is it his memory?His past?

Some kind of familiar chill alerted him, and he turned his head suddenly - in the darkness, the cake boy and the freckle boy were standing in front of him holding hands, wearing black robes and holding a sickle!

The scepter in the hands of the cake boy reached out to him, and the two said in unison: "Don't you want to atone?"

Heart constricted, Yan Xichen rolled over and rolled out of bed, and slammed the door open.When a ray of light came in, he looked back again, how could there be any figure in the darkness?

In the living room, just as he was about to turn off the lights, Fang Shuo was full of surprise. He looked at Yan Xichen who almost crawled out of the door: "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Xichen was still in shock, but he shouted very loudly: "There is a ghost!"

"Did you have a nightmare?" Fang Shuo looked puzzled, leaned over and looked into the room, "There is nothing?"

He saw Yan Xichen's face was pale, and he stared at him dazedly, as if he was really frightened by something.

"Did you not rest well these two days?" Fang Shuo honestly gave Yan Xichen a glass of boiling water, "Drink more hot water."

Seeing that Yan Xichen still didn't respond, Fang Shuo asked hesitantly, "If you're afraid, do you want to sleep with me?"

Yan Xichen suddenly grabbed his hand and looked at his face carefully.

When he first met Fang Shuo, Yan Xichen had a strange feeling that he felt close to him for no reason, and he always felt that his expression was always familiar to him, and Fang Shuo also had faint freckles on his nose...

Is it a coincidence?Or is he thinking too much?

I always feel that Fang Shuo is the freckled boy in the dream just now.If so, could the other cake boy be himself?

"Fang Shuo, don't you remember everything about the past?"

Confusion appeared on Fang Shuo's face: "If it's about the real world... I don't remember."

Yan Xichen shook his head, he stabilized Fang Shuo first, and rubbed his head on the sofa to sort out his thoughts.He felt that he should ask Du Yachen about this matter tomorrow, maybe he would know something.

He fell into a deep sleep not long after sitting on the sofa. This time, he didn't have any dreams, but when he woke up the next day, it seemed as if he hadn't slept all night.

Fang Shuo had already started a small stove to prepare breakfast, and Duan Mingyi came to visit not long after.

Duan Mingyi himself came to see how they moved in on the first day because of Duan Yun's instructions.Unexpectedly, Fang Shuo looked full of energy, and Yan Xichen's face was full of all-night indulgence.

"Hey, what's the matter, you were so excited and didn't sleep the whole night?" Duan Mingyi stepped in from Yan Xichen who opened the door, and the room was filled with the aroma of breakfast.

Fang Shuo just came out of the kitchen, wearing a Winnie the Pooh apron, and hurriedly called Duan Mingyi to have breakfast together.Duan Mingyi immediately reduced his hostility towards Fang Shuo, and he felt cute and hungry even with the Winnie the Pooh apron he was wearing.

Yan Xichen had no appetite, so he put down the spoon after two mouthfuls of porridge, and when Duan Mingyi finished eating and wiped his mouth, he couldn't wait to drag him into the room.

"I have something to ask you." Yan Xichen said solemnly, and roughly told Duan Mingyi about the situation last night. Yan Xichen omitted Fang Shuo's suspicion, and also omitted the nightmare he had before, and only talked about it. The two children in the dream last night.

"You mean, you may have recalled things in the real world?" Duan Mingyi was surprised.

He had expected Duan Mingyi's surprise. Yan Xichen knew that people in the other world would forget more and more things in the real world the longer they stayed. Like him and Fang Shuo.

It has never been heard that someone will gradually regain his memories in the real world here.

Duan Mingyi shook his head, saying that it is not impossible: "I will help you to find out."

After the two finished talking, Fang Shuo went to the bakery with Duan Mingyi. Duan Mingyi promised to entertain Xichen that he would come to talk to him again within three days, so that he could rest assured and relax.

Yan Xichen was willing to believe Duan Mingyi from the bottom of his heart, so he forgot about this part for now, and went to meet Du Yachen at the agreed place yesterday.

In fact, asking Du Yachen to help train him was purely because Yan Xichen wanted to get back to his best form, but he never expected that Du Yachen would treat him like a new recruit in his training.On the first day Du Yachen met with him, he took people directly to Area E, because this is a ruin, and many people have transformed it into a suitable training venue here, which is the most suitable place for training.

Of course, Yan Xichen remembered the appearance of this District E, which was "the loneliest place in the whole world" that Du Yachen brought him to see.

At the beginning, Yan Xichen came here at night, and the appearance of District E could not be seen clearly. Now that he came during the day, he was amazed at what is truly "the loneliest place".The old building is intact, but it looks like an abandoned house in the 90|[-]s. There are styles from various countries, and the vegetation is growing wildly, giving it a completely weird atmosphere.Fortunately, the roads and street lights are still neat, so that the atmosphere will not be reduced to terror.

Yan Xichen fully understood the loneliness that Du Yachen was talking about. Different from the ruins after the war, District E looked like a place weathered by time and forgotten by everyone.

Looking at the lush vegetation climbing on the abandoned building, Yan Xichen felt sad for some reason.

But it was true that he soon wanted to cry more.

Du Yachen took him to a lake with a pleasant scenery. The breeze blowing through the sparkling water was very comfortable. Because there were no people, it looked like a natural lake.

"Do you like it?" Du Yachen smiled meaningfully at Yan Xichen.

After getting an affirmative answer, he suddenly pulled out two ten-kilogram sandbags from behind.Then Yan Xichen ran ten kilometers under the scorching sun with a weight of twenty catties. After running the last lap, Yan Xichen collapsed and squatted on the ground, refusing to get up.

Du Yachen raised his hand: "Ah, it's lunch time."

Yan Xichen wanted to die.

Unexpectedly, the worst was yet to come. It was still sunny in the morning, but it began to rain heavily in the afternoon.

Du Yachen stood by the lake holding an umbrella and smiled at him, "Do you remember that there is a saying in West Lake that Qingxi Lake is not as good as Yuxi Lake, and Yuxi Lake is not as good as Xuexi Lake..."

Yan Xichen resigned himself to his fate again and ran for ten kilometers in the pouring rain with a weight of twenty catties.

Several times he felt that he was close to the limit, but he couldn't return. He did promise Du Yachen that once he started training, he would listen to him in everything.So Yan Xichen decided to talk to Du Yachen about the training intensity after the training ended at night. While negotiating with Du Yachen with a spatula and a kitchen knife, he couldn't believe it was wrong to talk to this grandson!

However, Du Yachen just glanced at him faintly, and continued to lie on the sofa and read magazines: "According to the training intensity you want, you will be able to go to the chaotic zone in half a year."

Yan Xichen suffocated.

He lazily returned to the kitchen with a kitchen knife and a spatula, and prepared three dishes and one soup for Du Yachen bitterly.

On the first day, Yan Xichen cooked all home-cooked dishes, such as scrambled eggs with tomatoes, shredded potatoes and green peppers, and a barely fried roast pork was considered a meat dish.

Du Yachen ate it expressionlessly and very quickly. Yan Xichen didn't know what to do. He almost vomited after tasting two mouthfuls of each of the three dishes.It was either too salty or sour and the meat was burnt.He stared at Du Yachen's unchanged face in shock, thinking that there was something wrong with his taste buds.

"Being able to eat anything is also a kind of combat quality." Du Yachen looked at Yan Xichen meaningfully when he put down the bowl and chopsticks, "I've solved it."

Yan Xichen suffered a double blow physically and mentally. After the first day of training, he crawled home like a dog.

Fang Shuo cooked white fungus and lotus seed porridge at home, and when he saw Yan Xichen coming back with such a ghostly appearance, he immediately iced a bowl for him.

Holding the sweet and refreshing lotus seed porridge, Yan Xichen almost burst into tears.

On the second day when he went to training in Area E, Du Yachen handed him the SVD and a whole box of practice bullets, and said to him, facing ten targets in the abandoned chemical plant in the distance: "Come on, it's not that SVD is your favorite. Wife? Ten targets each hit one hundred hits, let me see the power of your wife."

Yan Xichen was shocked.

One hundred shots for each of the ten targets, that is, one thousand hits, and counting the discarded ammunition, he reasonably suspected that Du Yachen wanted him and the sniper rifle in his hand to explode and die.

However, Du Yachen completely ignored Yan Xichen's shock, and added lightly when he left: "By the way, I don't recognize people outside the Fourth Ring Road."

So when Yan Xichen returned to the apartment on the second night of training, Fang Shuo saw that his side face was swollen like a bun, which was quite disfigured.

Fang Shuo hurriedly asked Yan Xichen what happened, and Yan Xichen was naturally speechless.

After taking a bath, he held Fang Shuo's stewed pork ribs and let Fang Shuo pour medicinal wine on his shoulders with his shoulders bare.Not to mention the shoulder socket, after shooting all day, he felt that his entire arm was useless, and it was still numb, not to mention the shoulder socket was covered in purple and bruised.

On the third day, Yan Xichen approached Du Yachen: "I think we need to talk."

Du Yachen gave him a lazy look: "What's the matter?"

Yan Xichen was caught off guard and was shocked: "...let's start today."

The author says:

Practice Little Swallow today 1/1√