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"If..." Lin Xun looked at Dongjun: "If you had a good dream. Do you want to wake up, or do you want to continue?"
Dongjun opened his eyes. His pupils are black, and the black pupils are like a deep pool in the middle of the forest at night, and the surface of his eyes reflects the lights in the car, like the reflection of stars on the water. The deep pools, lakes and rivers of the night have some kind of secret magic, and the world is never short of news of the exhausted night driver who veered off course in a trance and drove into the water.
He asked, "Why do you ask like that?"
Lin Xun: "Um... personality test?"
Dong Jun seems to really think about it seriously.
A minute later, he replied, "I'll probably wake up naturally."
Lin Xun: "Why?"
Dongjun: "Why do you ask why, it doesn't meet your presupposition?"
"It doesn't fit." Lin Xun shook his head, thought for a while, and said, "Dream has its time to wake up, so no matter how good it is, it doesn't make sense. I will want to wake up immediately and face reality."
Dong Jun slowly curled the corners of his lips. When the man laughed, he was as gentle as a spring breeze. Just listen to him say slowly: "What if reality is bad?"
Lin Xun: "Then you should wake up, so that you have more time to deal with those very bad situations in reality."
Dong Junyuan released his hand holding his wrist, slowly moving up along the line of his arm, and finally stopped on his side face. He looked at him and didn't speak for a long time.
It wasn't until Lin Xun blinked his eyes suspiciously that he heard Dongjun say, "What if reality is so bad that it cannot be dealt with in any way?"
Lin Xun was stopped by him.
After thinking for a long time, he said, "But no matter how bad it is, you will have to wake up sooner or later."
"Well." Dong Jun's voice was slightly nasal: "So while I continue to dream, I am also ready to accept reality."
"Although it's reasonable," Lin Xun said, "but it's not like you."
Dongjun laughed again.
He asked, "Should I choose to wake up immediately?"
Lin Xun: "Well."
Dongjun put his hand on his lips and kissed gently: "You have to allow special circumstances to exist, baby."
Lin Xun bit his lip and thought for a long time, then said, "That's fine."
He looked at Dongjun and suddenly said, "...I like you so much."
"Thank you." Dong Jun pulled him down and kissed his lips: "I like baby too."
Lin Xun was coaxed by the "baby" from the man to make his scalp tingling, and was kissed all the time. When he woke up, three more buttons were unbuttoned.
"I can't do it anymore," he hummed weakly against his man's chest, "I won't be able to go back."
His man's answer was emotionless: "You can."
Lin Xun: "?"
Facts have proved that this person is right. Except for the erratic state of energy, he has no major physical discomfort.
But in the end he couldn't take it anymore, and begged for mercy in a low voice: "You... be gentle. Tomorrow... I'll be back tomorrow."
Dongjun: "What if you don't come back?"
Lin Xun couldn't breathe, and he said intermittently: "Tomorrow... If you don't come back tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, really."
Dongjun: "Do you want to come back the day after tomorrow?"
This guy can't communicate, really.
So he stayed in the car for a long time, so long that he couldn't remember the time, and when it finally happened, Wang An'an had frantically sent a message in the group asking if he was dragged away by a monster.
Lin Xun replied: Maybe.
Wang An An: Then how do we get you
Lin Algorithm: No need, I fished myself out.
It was fished out - he felt that Dongjun should be full too. Sure enough, nothing happened next, he sorted his clothes again and opened the car door.
The next moment Luo sounded a reminder that there is rain on the ground, please pay attention to travel.
Dongjun took an umbrella from the car and said, "I'll take it off for you."
As soon as I got out of the underground garage, I heard the sound of rain rushing outside, the sky was gloomy and gloomy, and it was raining heavily. Dong Jun held a black umbrella to cover the two of them. Because of the heavy rain, everyone around was in a hurry, and no one noticed them.
Lin Xun followed his memory to find his car - they came early and the car was parked on the ground.
He knocked on the car glass.
The window of the car slid down and Wang An'an looked impatient. When he saw that he was about to scold him for being late, he opened his mouth and said, "You..."
Before he said anything, he turned his head and saw Dongjun, dumbfounded.
Lin Xun avoided the scolding, got into the car happily, and said goodbye to Dongjun.
Dongjun said to him, "See you tomorrow."
Lin Xun responded to him, the car started slowly, and drove into the rain curtain in front of him. Lin Xun turned around and looked out from the rear window of the car. The figure of Dongjun holding an umbrella was there, and he never left until the car drove farther and farther. Shadows disappeared into the gray rain and fog between heaven and earth.
Lin Xun sat back, and he seemed to fall down all of a sudden. He picked up his phone, opened the memo, and added two lines after a string of dates and times.
6.11, Tuesday. Appears: 10am, leaves: 4pm.
Architecture came over, took the phone, and asked, "Algorithm, have you been to MO recently? I found something good."
But Lin Xun was trapped in endless mental calculations. Even if he heard what he said, his mind had no time to reflect, so he asked perfunctorily, "What?"
Immediately, the structure was not satisfied, and he looked at the screen of his mobile phone: "What are you doing?"
Lin Xun: "Calculate something, give me the tablet."
The framework brought the tablet to him from the back, Lin Xun opened the pen, wrote and drew on it, changed the page when it was full, and started writing again.
Architecture is still expressing his doubts: "Are you counting time?"
"You don't know that." An security said lazily in front: "The algorithm is a little pervert. Every time I meet and leave with Dongjun, I have to write down the time. I don't know what he is doing. They are in love. People are very strange and have a sense of ritual."
Architecture: "Really, I don't think algorithms do such boring things."
Security shrugs.
Their conversation did not affect Lin Xun's movements. The tip of his pen paused on the tablet screen for a long time, and then he said, "My first meeting with Dongjun... How long have we met?"
Architecture said: "It's more than an hour, and then you get 200,000."
Lin Xun started writing.
Saturday. Appears: 8pm, leaves: 10pm.
"Wrong," said the frame, "that day you arrived at the Milky Way at two o'clock in the afternoon and came out at four o'clock."
Lin Xun didn't speak for a long time, and it wasn't until two minutes later that he said, "That's right."
Schema: "?"
Lin Xun leaned on the back of the chair, he felt cold on his forehead, maybe there was cold sweat there. He suddenly shuddered, his hands and feet were cold.
Architecture frowned: "What happened to you?"
Lin Xun shook his head: "No... I... "
He was speechless, and people would lose their words for a while in the face of major changes.
A dreamer, while trapped in a dream, is also ready to face and accept reality the day he wakes up. But what is the reality? Is it really acceptable
he does not know.
really do not know.
Architecture: "Are you unhappy?"
"Who made our algorithm unhappy?" Wang An'an raised his voice loudly: "Men can't be trusted, really, the algorithm. Only we can be trusted."
Lin Xun said coolly, "You changed your gender?"
"When I say 'man', the subtext is 'you man', not a male in the biological sense." Wang Anan threw something behind him: "Here, it's for you. Look, I don't even play games. I'll forget to buy you a present."
Lin Xun caught it: "Is this the first boring thing?"
I mentioned it safely. Although the automatic cat raising machine is very boring, it can only be ranked second in today's pre-selection, and there is another one that can be ranked first.
He opened the flat box and found that lying inside was a - a collar.
Lin Xun: "?"
He asked, "How does this work? Automatic dog collars?"
Safety: "Wear your neck."
Lin Xun: "My neck?"
"That's not the case." Security said: "It's for humans, not dogs. You put it on first, give me your phone, and I'll activate it for you."
Lin Xun took it out of the box. It was a thin collar about two fingers wide. It was all black and had a silver buckle. The whole is a soft and smooth rubber material, which is mostly used in wearable electronic devices.
He unbuttoned the first button of his shirt—the buttons that were overused today and are being used again.
After putting this thing on, he took out his phone and took a picture of himself on the extinguished screen. The black collar and the lock-shaped silver button on it are looming in the neckline of the white shirt, which is not the meaning.
"What do you mean, safe," he demanded.
Security seemed puzzled: "What do you mean?"
"Why is this thing so..." Lin Xun touched it and thought about his words: "So pornographic?"
Wang An'an turned his head: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
He held up Lin Xun's mobile phone to let him see the interface on it, and said, "Sleep Assistant! Sleep! You, you..."
He seemed to be turned away by Lin Xun's anger.
Zhao Jiji patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be angry, the child has grown up."
"No. Is his association normal?" Wang An'an was angrily: "Lin Alchemy, what do you usually do? You didn't do this before."
"I'm sorry." Lin Xun immediately slipped on his knees to admit his mistake: "I'm sorry, brother, I'll tell you 100,000 times I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
He really didn't misinterpret it on purpose, and he didn't take the initiative to browse any inappropriate information. It was just that Dongjun put a tie of the same color on his neck... that's all.
He said sternly: "So this sleep assistant, what does it do?"
Wang An'an said badly, "Monitor your sleep status."
Lin Xun: "That's it?"
"The main function is very boring," Wang An said, "You know people can dream, right?"
Lin Xun: "I know."
Wang Anan: "When you are dreaming, you don't know that you are dreaming, or your consciousness is very vague, but the function of this collar is to wake you up in a dream."
Lin Xun repeated: "Wake up in a dream?"
"It's like, you're still dreaming, but you know you're dreaming, and you may be able to control your dreams—because your brain decides what dreams are about. Once you can control your dreams, you can turn a nightmare into a dream. Have a good dream, take the initiative to dream about men and women, or explore your dreams or something." After speaking, Wang Anan pressed an option. Suddenly, some kind of indescribable current or other fluctuations quickly rushed to Lin Xun's Tianling Gai along the way, as if cold water had been poured into his blood vessels, making him agitated.
Lin Xun: "Wow."
Wang An said, "That's the feeling. When the collar detects that you are dreaming steadily, it will release this signal to remind you, and then it will depend on your fortune."
After that, he shrugged. "Look, they're a genius at developing boring features."
Lin Xun suddenly stared at Wang Anan without moving.
Wang Anan raised his eyebrows.
"Father," Lin Xun said, "you are my biological father from today on."