i have a city

It was not until a long time later that Gu Jun left the room step by step and went downstairs.

He looked around.

He used to think that he had almost forgotten everything here, but only now did he realize that he had always remembered it.

The furnishings here, the aroma of the food, and even the angle of the sunlight every day - every detail has never been forgotten.

Everything in this house was exactly the same as he remembered, he hadn't forgotten anything, and nothing had changed here.

It was as if he had never been out at all, and all his experiences in the real world were just a dream.

Gu Jun slumped on the sofa with some weakness, and suddenly felt that all the strength in his body had disappeared.

Is he really coming back?Did this cage that he had worked so hard to escape from for more than ten years trap him again?

Gu Jun closed his eyes in despair.

I don't know how long I sat there, and suddenly there was music in my ears that I hadn't heard for a long time.

Gu Jun opened his eyes for a moment, then slowly stood up and walked to the window to look out.

Then he saw a gaudy car parked outside the fence in the yard belonging to this villa.The side window of the car was opened, and there was a board outside the window with some food on it.

Gu Jun looked at it for a while.Only then did I feel that this car looked familiar in a trance.

As he walked out, he slowly recalled.Then he gradually recalled that this car seemed to occupy a very important place in his childhood.

When he first came here, he was certainly not without fear.This strange environment and the deserted city made him very uneasy.

Only this snack truck, which he has seen several times in the real world, can give him a little sense of security.

So at that time, he liked to stay around the snack cart, or simply nestled in the car, picking snacks for three meals a day.

But then, it seemed that one day suddenly, the car disappeared.

Gu Jun didn't understand anything at that time, he thought the car was driven somewhere else.So he stepped on a children's bicycle that appeared in the villa at an unknown time, and began to search for snack carts all over the city.

Gu Jun's personality has been stubborn since he was a child. Although he has learned how to bend, he doesn't know what it means to give up.

So from that day on, over the next year or so, his bicycle traveled every street in the city.

At that time, he didn't know how to read a map, and he didn't know how to measure the size of a place. He only knew that I walked this road yesterday, so today I have to take another road.

So when all the streets, large and small, in the city were covered with the graffiti he drew casually, Gu Jun realized that the snack truck was really gone.

During this time, he also saw the barren boundary line of the city.

He had been curious about that black place with nothing but the occasional speck.

It's just that when he lay on the edge of the land and stroked the blackness, he found that as long as he could touch it, the land would spread again.

On the new ground, the grass swayed gently with the wind, as if it had always been there, instead of suddenly appearing in front of his eyes.

At that time, the little Gu Jun was standing on the edge of this land, facing the endless darkness in front of him, all he had was some curiosity and doubts.

And he was quickly distracted by the disappearance of the snack truck again, and put it behind him.

But what he didn't know was that the snack cart that had suddenly disappeared from his life and made him sad for a long time, its final destination might be that magical dark field.

But now, it reappeared before his eyes.

At this time, Gu Jun's height was enough for him to see clearly all the snacks on the car, but in fact he was past the age of eating snacks.

He took a sausage out of it with some nostalgia, and saw that the sauce had been spread on it.

Gu Jun didn't need to do anything extra, just put it in his mouth.

He took a bite, and the fragrant juice flowing out of the sausage filled his mouth in an instant.

The sausage meat was fresh and soft, and the taste seemed to be completely customized for Gu Jun. If it was too much, it would be too strong, if it was too little, it would be too weak.

That's not what the sausages on the snack cart in the amusement park would have - this kind of deliciousness is something he can't easily taste in the real world.

But such a delicate taste made Gu Jun not interested in tasting it at all.He just took a bite and threw the sausage on the ground, never wanting to take another bite.

A fake is a fake, only a fake can be so perfect.

And no matter how perfect things appear in this false world, they have no meaning.

Gu Jun walked back quickly, he didn't want to see this snack truck again for a moment.

This car will only awaken his painful memories of being in this closed world, always controlled like a marionette.

It wanted to please him, so it got a car out.To make him sad, he made it disappear out of thin air.

If it wants him to wear the clothes it has prepared, there will be nothing else in the wardrobe; if it wants him to eat one kind of food, then he will have no other choice.

Whether it's TV or books, he can only watch what it wants him to see.It wanted to control even his interests, and the violin, which used to be everywhere, once became a nightmare that he couldn't get rid of.

It doesn't even let go of the way he wants to go-if it wants him to go to a place, then there is only one way under his feet.

It wanted him to be a pleasing doll to play with as it pleased.

And now it probably wanted him to smile at his "master" like a puppet again, so it transformed the car again.

Once, when he didn't know anything, he was really played around with such tricks.

But now he is no longer the little Gu Jun he used to be.

As Gu Jun walked step by step, he raised his eyes and saw a green vine in the yard that was about to break through the sky.

Gu Jun stared blankly at the vine, remembering the unprecedented excitement and anticipation when he broke through this world.

But only now did he realize that it was nothing more than a short period of relaxation given to him by his "master".And the chains around his neck have never been untied.

Just like this plant vine, no matter how high it can jump after borrowing his power, it still can't break through the sky and reach the starry sky of the universe.

Since this is the case, what is the point of it being so tall?

It might as well be like those companions around it, who have been trampled on all the time, and have never seen the beauty of high places.They will not have expectations, nor will they feel despair.

Thinking about this, Gu Jun turned around and went to the workshop he built himself, picked up an ax and walked out.

Then he came in front of the vine, and struck the vine hard with an axe!

Meaningless.

All efforts are in vain.

It would be better to do nothing in the first place!

Gu Jun slashed vigorously, and he could hear the rustling sound of the leaves above the vines.It sounds like weeping and begging for mercy, and it sounds like a struggle against an unfair fate.

The vine has indeed grown very well over the years, and the bottom has grown to the thickness of several people's arms, and it cannot be cut off in two or three strokes.Gu Jun's hand didn't do any protection, and soon the tiger's mouth was split open, bloodshot from it.

But he didn't pay attention to these wounds at all, he just hacked them one by one to vent the anger and despair in his heart.

Until the blood dripping from his hand fell to the ground drop by drop with the handle of the axe, a gentle breeze blew towards him again.

Then that kind of breeze rolled up the drops of black blood, wrapped them, and then disappeared out of thin air with them.

Immediately afterwards, the strength of the wind began to grow stronger and stronger.That didn't mean that the wind was blowing, but that Gu Jun slowly felt the stagnation of the air around him, which brought him a sense of stagnation.

It was as if something had appeared beside him, and what wanted to stop him seemed like a warm hug.

But that kind of stagnation quickly consumed Gu Jun's physical strength, and Gu Jun only felt that his arm holding the ax was getting more and more sore.

He couldn't help struggling a bit, and shouted: "Get out!"

As soon as his words fell, the sense of hesitation disappeared immediately.

Then Gu Jun clenched the ax in his hand again and continued to chop.

Just like that, in this seemingly empty courtyard except for Gu Jun.Gu Jun hacked for more than ten hours before he finally cut off the lower part of the huge vine.

He didn't care at all what the huge vine would crush when it fell down.It's just that at the moment when he saw the vines fall, Gu Jun finally lay down on the grass as if he lost his strength.

Then he looked at the sky, as if he wanted to appreciate the fruits of his ten hours of hard work.

But what he saw right after that was that the soaring vines gradually dissipated as they fell down after breaking, turning into pieces of fallen leaves and petals, filling the entire sky, and then slowly falling down.

That scene did look beautiful, like the setting for the best ending a fairy tale can ever have.No wonder some people want to arrange such a scene of falling petals in their wedding.

But now, in Gu Jun's view, all this is just a mockery of his ten hours of hard work.

No matter how hard he tried, it wasn't worth mentioning to "it".As long as the other party has one thought, one thought, all his efforts can be wiped out——

Gu Jun raised his arms and put them on his eyes.

He couldn't help panting slightly, biting his lip tightly, but biting his lip until a little bit of blood oozes out.

After a while, he got up again.

At this time, his expression regained his composure, and only the wetness on his cuffs showed his collapse just now.

Then he walked into the workshop again.

Dragging his tired body, he started to make the black sharp cone that had helped him escape once.After more than ten hours, he took out the black sharp cone from the furnace.

But Gu Jun didn't even have time to take a closer look at the finished product this time, but it instantly turned into dots of shiny black powder in his hands and slipped from his fingers.

Gu Jun blankly maintained the posture of holding the cone for a long time, then gradually clenched his fists.

He suddenly picked up a black stick of unknown material beside him, and smashed it hard at the furnace.

The flames splashed from the stove rushed towards him, but before Gu Jun felt the burning pain, the flames turned into dots and disappeared, only bringing a gust of warm wind to Gu Jun.

Gu Jun didn't care about these details at all, he took the stick and smashed everything in the workshop.

Then he walked towards the villa with a cold face and a stick.