Chapter 1455 In that Dream

Li Huoyue opened her eyes, as if she was waking up from a nightmare, or falling into a nightmare again.

Sweat flowed from her chin to the side of her neck. She looked at the dark blue ceiling silently, and the consciousness in her whole body gradually returned as her consciousness returned.

Blue, what strikes the eye is dark blue.

It is the blue that belongs only to dawn, bright and a little gloomy. Before the day comes, the clouds and fog cover the light and darkness, and there is a little light in the darkness.

Quiet, deep in sleep, the whole world does not want to be disturbed, and those who wake up in the dark should not be disturbed, just lie there in the hazy waiting.

She was lying on a soft sofa, covered with a thin quilt. Her body was sweating a lot, and the heat and humidity stuck between her pajamas and her fair skin. A cool breeze blew in through the gaps in the quilt. It looked a little cold when brushing against the sticky skin.

The house is not big, and can accommodate a family of two or three. It has four rooms: a master bedroom, a side bedroom, a bathroom, a living room and a kitchen connected together. It is simple and bright, with no unnecessary decorations and no disharmonious furniture. It may be too Because it had been uninhabited for a long time, the tables, chairs and benches were all covered with white dust-proof cloths. The unique blue and dim light of dawn from the window dyed the white cloths, making the whole room fall into a silent dark blue.

The living room only has one table, an old TV, a coffee table and a sofa. The sofa is against the wall, and the coffee table is placed in front of the sofa. Li Huoyue lies on the sofa and tilts her head to have a clear view of the entire room.

There are two dead branches of different heights leaning against each other in the vase placed on the TV. On the wall behind the TV are several golden certificates with the same boy's name on them.

Li Huoyue looked out the window. The transition between white and black was not gray, but blue. Just like the dawn between day and night, everything was dyed that dark blue.

She couldn't tell whether this was the world after death, the reality after salvation, or something similar to a dream. After all, it all seemed like an unreal dream.

In this blue city in the dream, those people were running and standing in silence, their figures blurred and melted into the dark, and only their vague outlines could be seen, either roaring at the top of their lungs, or standing erect like rocks. Moving body.

She floated quietly in the blue, as if she was drifting in a dream.

In this dream.

There was someone smoking higher up in the building where the house was located. The blond woman wearing jeans had a local cigarette in the corner of her mouth. When the plane landed, the owner of the duty-free shop highly recommended her local cigarette, saying it was very strong. It was big enough to suppress all her worries, and she looked like a person who was full of worries, so she happily bought a pack and lit it upstairs. She took a puff and took a puff, thinking about the complicated future in the future. .

In this dream.

In the corner of the city, the boy holding the brass key stood in front of the door of the rental house. He inserted the key into the door lock and opened the door that connected the past memories. The rising blue seawater flooded the house. He, in that vast ocean, walked forward persistently, migrating to the very beginning.

There are sycamore trees, desks, exercise blankets, and windows that open to the sun, except for the midsummer sunshine and the whispers in my ears.

In this dream.

In front of the tombstone in the cemetery, a group of people stood in the thin fog. They were all the loved ones of the smiling girl in white in the photo of the tombstone, leaning on each other and crying, complaining about the injustice of fate.

A harsh roar broke the sad atmosphere. It was the girl's father, gripping the collar of a big boy, roaring at him angrily, questioning his cold words, and punching him in the face.

The boy just endured everything silently, looking sideways at the girl's photo on the tombstone, as quiet as if he was dead.

In that dream.

Deep in the dark underground, the woman with Fengguan Xiapei walked to the end of the blood-red corridor, slowly leaned on the ground, embracing the blood that had dried up long ago, and the golden-red tears that were like burning in her eyes.

In the kingdom of the dead, her screams and roars tore apart the space, shaking endlessly.

In that dream.

Dressed in black, her age was gone, but she was still gorgeous. She came to the forest-like tomb of the martyrs. She found the piece that belonged to her daughter. She reached out and touched the indifferent photo above, lowering her head and shedding tears. .

Finally, she left a family photo in front of the tombstone.

In the distance, the boy who had cut off the wolf's tail looked at the departing figure silently. He did not hold back, but lowered his head and placed a bouquet of flowers in front of Qingmei's tombstone in front of him. He held the bronze scabbard and turned to leave.

In that dream.

On top of the high-rise buildings at dawn and dusk, in the foggy view, the whole city is rolling in the blue ocean. On the open-air balcony with the warm yellow light in the room, an intellectual and beautiful woman is leaning on the metal guardrail of the balcony. Gently flipping her hair, she looked at the sea of ​​fog and the dim light at the end of dawn.

Behind her, a beautiful blond woman was lying on the sofa with her back holding a glass of nectar-like wine, complaining about something, and kicking her bare feet in the air at the end of the sofa, as if What are you venting your complaints about?

In that dream.

The girl lying on the high school desk suddenly raised her head. After waking up, she looked at the familiar desk, but she did not see the person she was familiar with.

She seemed to have realized something, left the classroom, rushed out of the school, and ran along the familiar streets until her shoes fell off and her vision blurred. She was so anxious and panicked, as if she was running away from something and chasing something.

She came to the building in the old community in her memory. The blonde woman smoking upstairs looked down indifferently at her rushing into the building downstairs.

She climbed up the spiral stairs and stopped in front of the anti-theft door. She raised her hand to knock on the door and call the name of the person inside the door. At that moment, the thing she was running away from caught up with her.

That was the price.

She gradually stopped moving, and the anxiety and panic on her face gradually disappeared, and finally tended to be indescribably stable and calm.

What echoed in the corridor was silence, the lingering dark blue dimness, and the precious things that passed away quietly.

She put down her hand that was ready to knock on the door, lowered her head and stood in front of the door, looking behind the door, with a complicated and sad expression. Finally, she squatted down silently, leaned against the door, hugged her knees and cried alone.

In that dream.

In the dark blue living room of the house, the man sat on the right-angle sofa in front of the coffee table, his elbows resting lightly on his knees, his crossed fingers gently resting on his slightly drooping forehead, silently looking at the old silver key on the coffee table in front of him.

That was the key that another man handed to him personally after returning to this city.

He once handed the other party a key to resolve a knot in his heart, and now, the other party also gave him a key. When he went to a distant country to meet those inescapable destinies, the other party bought this house, and had a premonition that he would revisit the old place one day.

At that time, the other party hoped that he could have a corner to reminisce the past.

In that dream...Li Huoyue turned back gently, staring blankly at the dark blue ceiling of the room, feeling the two completely different heartbeats in her chest, one big and one small.

Thump, thump.

She knew that this was not a dream.

This is a true story. Those dreams have long ended. Those sad emotions and the debris of the story float on the surface of the brain, rippling out the aftertaste, so everything she sees in front of her eyes is so blue, dim, and covered with a layer of dirty mist.

Now that dream is awakened.

Lin Nian silently raised his head and looked at the blonde girl in front of him.

The pair of naked crystal feet stepped on the sofa beside him, the hooked toes sank into the soft sofa, and the two arms stretched out from the gauze-like white clothes supported the coffee table behind.

She sat up, raised her beautiful cheeks to greet the first warm sunshine outside the window.

He called her name softly.

"I'm here." The blonde girl responded to Lin Nian, her face shining with bright morning light, beautiful and moving, with a white halo, and golden eyes shining like glass.

It was dawn, and the dream was awakened.

Lin Nian softly asked the blonde girl the question that troubled everyone.

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"Yelena, you are smart, tell me, why are our days gone forever?"

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