"If it's not fair, you can just make one."

"I'll shoot, okay, just Xia..." Han Jue said halfway through his speech, and suddenly felt like his mind had been photographed, as if his thoughts were blocked, and he had nothing to understand.

Unable to think of it, Han Jue continued reading.

The sun shines into the room, making the winter afternoon warm. My girlfriend seems to be in a good mood and hums a song while reading a book.

Han Jue flipped through the book and said casually: "The tone has risen."

My girlfriend ignored him and continued to hum.

Han Jue smiled: "The first half sentence is soon."... "The pronunciation is wrong."... "The transcribe of the last two words is a bit vague, do it again."

My girlfriend stopped humming and asked, “When will you sing?”

"I've learned it a long time ago. I've been studying it for more than three years. Does Zhang Yiman know? He looks stupid, but he sings very well. I first learned to sing with her and also learned guitar with her."

"Who is Zhang Yiman?"

"She is me..." Han Jue was stunned.

As if the old photo paper was wiped away, the world in front of Han Jue suddenly became bright and clear.

The room suddenly changed. On the wall behind the sofa, nine Picasso's "Cow" suddenly appeared. A horse-faced mask was hanging on the TV. The big fat Samoyed on the side of the sofa suddenly turned into a small husky. He rushed into the dog basin and ate dog food. The more he ate, his legs raised higher, and then he fell down and barked at Han Jue. The guitar stood obliquely on the edge of the coffee table.

It was a dream. Han Jue gradually realized his heart. Looking at the man and dog in front of him, he felt sad.

For more than three years, thousands of nights, he never dreamed of them once. This is definitely not because he was missing them enough. When he first came to this world, he missed them all the time, and was counting on expressing his thoughts in his dreams, but it still didn't work. He thought that sooner or later he would dream of them. But as the days passed day by day, he never dreamed of them.

Now, I suddenly saw them unexpectedly.

"I haven't heard you play when you bought it." My girlfriend picked up the guitar.

Han Jue didn't say anything, just looked at the other person. However, the other person always turned his back to him and could not see his face clearly.

"Play a song for me," said the other party.

Han Jue lowered his head, and the guitar seemed to have no weight at all, suddenly appeared in his hand.

He originally wanted to throw the guitar away, but before throwing it away, he subconsciously held the guitar tightly and plucked the strings.

He had a feeling that he was about to wake up.

He could only say one song for so short time.

Han Jue didn't know what to sing.

But when he looked at the figure standing by the window and bathed in the sun, the lyrics of a song naturally emerged from his mouth.

【I really want to know your recent situation, I heard from people that it is better for you to tell me

【After that regret, please rest assured, I have become stronger

[No matter how desolate the world is, if you have loved you, you will not be afraid of loneliness]

I, somehow did it, came to another world.

I don’t know anyone here, I don’t understand what they said at all, I am so lonely.

At the beginning, I also thought about taking medicine or using a knife to try to see if I could go back.

But when I remembered what you said to me before and what you taught me, I still ran through it bit by bit.

[I think you must like it. Now I have learned the cheerfulness you love the most]

Although my personality was still very bad at the beginning, I was changing.

I have made many friends and met people I love and love me.

I have a lot of interests and hobbies and have also been through many places.

【Although we have been away from you, we can always compensate

【Because if the blank time in the middle is still shared, it is also a kind of romance

[Although the relationship is not the same anymore, how can you break it if you care?]

I just occasionally think of you and don’t know how you are doing there.

I don't know when it will be the next time I dream about you after this time.

You don’t have to worry that I will forget you. Death is not the opposite of life, but it lasts forever as a part of life.

I can become like this because our past has become a part of me.

They are still the energy for me to live well.

【My dearest, how are you doing

【Do you do not have any harm in life without me

【Also dear, I didn't disappoint you

【Let me kiss you like a friend

【Also dear, I didn't disappoint you

【Let me kiss it like a relative】

Are you OK?

I am fine.

...

"Uncle, uncle!"

Han Jue woke up from his drowsiness and saw Zhang Yiman at first sight.

"How do you feel?" Zhang Yiman sat beside the bed, looking at him with concern.

At this time, she was wearing a mountaineering suit, and the coldness of ice and snow remained. Her red hair spread out on her shoulders like a beating fire.

As soon as he saw her, Han Jue's body and mind were as warm as he came to the edge of the stove.

"It's okay." Han Jue blinked, "Why are you here?"

"You have been sleeping for four days! I almost got scared to death when I heard the news!" Zhang Yiman put his chin on Han Jue's chest and muttered, making Han Jue's chest itchy like itchy with feathers. "Are you thirsty? Are you hungry?"

"By the way." Han Jue shook his head, and suddenly thought of something.

"What's wrong?"

"I thought of what song Tang Jingshu would sing under the cliff in the end."

"Tang Jingshu?...You woke up in a coma for three days and just wanted to say this?"

Of course, Han Jue wants to say more than this.

Han Jue reached out to help Zhang Yiman's scattered hair come behind his ears, and said to her with a smile:
Chapter completed!