novelsmap Chapter 103 Reunion Across the World
Chapter 103 Reunion Across the World
Song Yu fell into a long coma, like being trapped by a nightmare, and had an extremely real dream.
In the dream, Yin Huaiyu's hair, which he couldn't put it down in the past, turned into white hair overnight, and his face seemed old and haggard for a few years. There was lingering depression and precipitation in his eyes, completely fading away from the arrogance and air of his youth. .
I don't know what happened to Yin Fan, but he really didn't kill him. Yin Huaiyu also lost his fighting spirit like a bereaved dog. He gave up the traditional plot of fighting for power and regaining power. Instead, he became an idle prince far away from the capital, not caring about world affairs .
Yin Huaiyu remembered Song Yu's hometown, with towering buildings and extremely fast vehicles...
However, he has traveled all over the mountains and rivers and seen many red dusts, but he has never arrived at a similar place.
Moreover, he searched all over capable people and strangers, but he couldn't find out the world after a thousand years.
The mountains and rivers are far and wide, and there are fireworks in the world, none of them are him, and all of them are not him.
In dreams, there are also visions of other people's lives.
For example, Liu Hanshan's son inherited his father's career and became the leader of the alliance. Thousands of sects and sects in the world are willing to listen to him.
However, the demon sect, which was his deadly enemy in the past, has lived in seclusion in the Jianghu, and his disciples have never seen any more vicious things.
Lin Zhanfeng, who is known as the young master, took over the Yusongfang left by Song Yu by relying on his ability alone, and achieved a scale large enough to occupy the entire city.
Not only the imperial city, but even remote and exotic regions and small towns all know the famous brand Yusong. As long as it is a woman, it will definitely want a box of Yusong cosmetics.
Whether it is Auntie Ruan, Bi Yuan, Li Xiang, Li Fangfang, Liang Ji and others, they have all lived a new life with food, clothing and comfort.
Everyone turned from Song Yu's memory like a horse looking at a lantern, and he let go of everyone, but the only one who cared about was Yin Huaiyu.
The man in the gorgeous hair looked dejected and hopeless, lingering in his heart like a nightmare.
In the past, the two of them fought and fought each other, but the warm little days seemed to have passed for a century. Whether it was his aggressiveness to him when he first met him, his disgusted snort, his gentle love words, or his irritable roar, He especially misses them all.
Song Yu could still feel the real pain in his heart when he thought that he would never see him again, even if he was in a deep coma.
Suddenly, Song Yu opened his eyes, like a fish just caught in the water, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he was panting like a cow.
His cheeks were icy cold, he moved his stiff limbs and touched them, only to find that tears were streaming down his face.
The dazzling white in the hospital stung his eyes, while his sister, brother-in-law, and mother around him were all looking at him worriedly.
Their appearance brought Song Yu's consciousness back to modern times quickly.
"What's wrong with me?" When he spoke, there was still a severe pain in his chest, which made him quickly recall some bad feelings.
"We still want to ask you?! Is there a thief in the house? Why are you lying on the bed with a wound on your chest? Do you know that you just came back from the gate of hell?"
Seeing the haggard mother's face, Song Yu's brain was confused, and he shook his head: "Ah? How could it be..."
He knew very early on that once his ancient self was injured, his modern self would inexplicably have the same reaction.
However, it is obviously unimaginable that a large living person suddenly suffered a serious knife wound in his own home.
The ancient medical technology was limited, he might not have been saved, but the modern man, after being healed in time, has already received effective treatment.
"Mom, don't ask him, let him have a good rest, he is like this, how could he know? We'd better go back and check the monitoring, call the police and ask." Song Yu's sister saw that his face was pale, and she was stunned. I didn't ask any more questions.
Song Yu stayed in the hospital, and his body recovered quickly. Even the narcolepsy that bothered him at first disappeared. As long as he took a little rest every day, he couldn't sleep anymore.
The whole family was happy for his recovery, but Song Yu's heart was empty, always looking as if lost.
Because this also means that he can no longer return to ancient times.
Whether it is every bit of his life there, every event and thing he built with his own hands, and the person he misses, all have completely become the past.
"Why aren't you happy? Look, this is a blessing in disguise. My healthy son is back!"
Song Ma happily cooked porridge and soup for him, and Song Wanwan was also pouring tea and water for him, and the whole ward exuded a cheerful atmosphere.
Although she was taken care of meticulously, this kind of warmth seemed like an inexplicable injury, which suddenly stimulated Song Yu's delicate nerves at this time.
"I lost my love and died again. How can I be happy? I will never see him again, he... I'm sorry for him."
The two women looked at each other, looked at the collapsed young man, and suddenly understood that he was referring to the ancient man in his dream, and now he meant that he would never return to that world and never see that man again.
In short, regardless of whether it is true or not, as a doctor, Mother Song also knows that she should not deny her son blindly now, but enlighten him.
"Let's be free and easy. If you break up in love, it proves that we are not destined. You are so young and the world is so big. Maybe we can meet the right person in the future?"
"...We are in different worlds, we meet so many people, and we can still be together, how can there be no fate?" Song Yu retorted puzzledly, pursing her lips in frustration: "Besides, I will never find again, like People like him."
Although when Yin Huaiyu confessed his love at the beginning, he was still very confused and couldn't understand this orientation.
But after getting used to getting along with him, even his tantrums and poisonous tongues are cute and pleasing to the eye.It's like people who are not used to drinking coffee, and they become addicted to coffee after drinking for a long time.His strengths, his shortcomings, all want to be tolerated.
Song Ma hesitated to speak, Song Wanwan shook her head and followed Song Yu's words.
"Okay, if you really believe that you are destined, then you will definitely see each other again in the future, right? So, brother, don't think about it so much now, take good care of your body, or it will be useless to talk about it, right?"
Song Yu nodded, feeling that what she said made sense, so he cheered up and returned to the life of a so-called normal person, going to bed early and getting up early, helping his mother with things while studying.
At first, he was still very uncomfortable with the normal work and rest, but after returning to the track of learning and having another part-time job, the messy things seemed to fill his time with water into a sponge, leaving him no time to recall Those painful dreams.
On this day, Song Yu received a call from his mother asking him to help deliver the materials to the hospital.
Song Yu was in a hurry to get things done, and he didn't notice that when he came to the hospital, he happened to meet the leader of the investor who came to inspect him, and he didn't realize that he just passed by someone.
However, the man who was calm and calm, when he appeared in the hall, locked his eyes, his whole body was shocked, and a strong sense of familiarity surged up.
It was like a person who would be dreamed of in countless dreams, but actually appeared in front of him.
It will be astonishing, unbelievable, and arousing great curiosity.
His courageous character made him not hesitate at all. With his long legs and big strides, he directly grabbed the messy man and asked seriously, "Excuse me, have we met?"
Song Yu's eyes almost fell out of fright, not because of anything else, but because the person in front of him was exactly the same as Yin Huaiyu——
Apart from the strange and cold look in his eyes, this nose and eyes are a copy of the ancient Yin Huaiyu.
In other words, the meeting between the two at this time is very similar to the time when the two met for the first time in the palace and faced each other.
"Maybe...maybe I saw it in a dream."
Song Yu's feet seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't move an inch. He stammered and replied, and his eyes were fixed on him, as if to confirm whether he was in a dream at this time.
In a public place where people come and go, the remaining reason tells him that he can't say something, so he can only lower his eyes restrainedly.
But...it's not bad to say that, he was indeed the Yin Huaiyu he met while dreaming.Afterwards, it was only after a glimpse that he was deeply imprinted in his mind.
This answer made the man in front of him ponder, as if the frequencies of the two were connected together - even he said so, could it be that they really met in a dream?
The two asked in unison: "What's your name?"
"Song Yu." "Yin Huaiyu."
They answered in unison again, and it felt like electricity was passing through each other's hearts.
After confirming his name, Song Yu couldn't help becoming excited, wanting to rush up and tell him everything, but the scrutinizing gazes from the people around him made him suppress this thought.
The ancient Yin Huaiyu once asked himself: Will everyone have two identities, one in modern times and one in ancient times.
At that time, Song Yu only thought he was joking, but now he suddenly wants to get it, or has already got an affirmative answer.
But the man in front of him, also named Yin Huaiyu, cast a questioning gaze, which made his blood run cold, dispelled this idea, and fell into a bitter meditation——
No matter what the reason was, it was a good thing that he saw Yin Huaiyu again.
However, how can he remember himself, or even re-know himself?
Now Yin Huaiyu looks like an elite class person who doesn't get close to strangers. How can he tell the other party that the two are lovers?Now, will he have a good impression of himself again?
The ensuing questions made Song Yu calm down a lot. He suspected that if he said it out loud, the man in front of him would directly treat him as a mental illness and treat him on the spot.
The man in a straight suit just stood there quietly. Although he didn't say a word, his fiery eyes were locked on Song Yu's body without blinking, and he looked at him repeatedly——
Why is it that such an ordinary young man with a bit of a reckless temperament can greatly attract his attention just by sticking to it?And still can't stop caring about every detail of him?
Even at this moment when he frowns and looks lost, it seems to be able to touch his heart and give him an impulse—to gently hug him into his arms, then hold him tightly, kiss his whole body, let go Loving in the palm of your hand, staring at him every day.
Such thoughts flashed for a moment, and Yin Huaiyu shuddered, thinking that he was crazy to have such thoughts about a handsome boy.
He even said that he hated such an unbelievable idea of his own, and wished he could run away from this person who would make him mess up just by looking at him.
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