Chapter 500:

Zhanliu tilted his head and thought, "Isn't it the day my father went to see my dad?"
Mu Qingtian's expression froze, he didn't bother with the goods any more, and turned to leave.
"Brother, don't you want your son?" Zhanliu hugged the turtle to catch up.
"..." Mu Qingtian not only stopped, but went faster and faster.
Zhan Yiyi also pursued more and more vigorously. In the end, two long footprints were left on the beach, like the story went from the beginning to the end, but it seemed to be the beginning of another story.
Chapter 361 Reality (1)
Under the night, the city is full of lights, and the vehicles are noisy. It is the time for people to relax and carnival, and the streets are filled with laughter and joy.
An apartment in the seventh floor of Block B of Jingtingyuan Community was quiet, only the computer screen brightly illuminated the entire study, and the owner of the computer was lying on the desktop of the computer in his pajamas, and he didn't know he was still with his eyes closed. Thinking about things, still asleep.
When the clock carton on the wall was 10 :: 5, the person lying on the computer table suddenly felt sad and cried, "Beitian, I love you."
Crystal tears overflowed from the corner of his eyes, and slowly fell from his fair face: "Don't be sad, don't be sad for me anymore."
Immediately, he didn't know what it was like to be shocked. He straightened up, and then wept like a child, and the whole study was sad.
"Beitian, Beitian."
He cried while lovingly reading the word Beitian until his voice became more and more dumb, and he couldn't cry, then he focused his attention on the computer screen. Then he looked as if he had seen something extraordinary. Things, quickly wiped the tears in his eyes, looked at the screen incredible, and it was full of book reviews of "Lord of the End".
"Why ... how ... is this ..."
Mu Yifan quickly turned on the desk lamp on the table, and the room suddenly turned on. Next to it was a floor-to-ceiling window with white curtains. Behind was a large bookcase filled with various novels. In the middle was a set table for tea and rest.
Standing up stunned, facing the study that was no longer familiar, his eyes were full of shock: "I ... I am back ..."
He is back to reality!
Gradually, Mu Yifan turned from surprise to confusion.
Suddenly there was some uncertainty as to whether the traversal was true, or that he was just dreaming.
If he had dreamed, why would he feel so real, and his heart hurt so much that he was almost out of breath.
Mu Yifan did not believe that his love with Zhan Beitian was just a dream. He hurried back to his chair, first to see the time or the day when his novel ended, and then opened the last chapters of the last-day king he wrote. When he passed through the novel, he remained the same. Zhan Beitian still held hands with his happiness.
Seeing such an ending, he was as if he had lost his energy, and collapsed on a chair. Perhaps he was just dreaming through the novel.
It is ridiculous that he fell in love with a man because of his dreams, and was so sad that he couldn't bear to be saddened, and loved the other side to death when he wept for his death.
"Beitian, here is the call, Beitian, here is the call." The mobile phone on the desktop suddenly remembered his happy naughty voice.
Mu Yifan froze, looking at the word Beitian displayed on the phone, only to remember that in reality there is also a person who looks the same as the protagonist in the novel or the person he loves in the dream, and even the name is too small.
It took me a few seconds to return to my mind. He quickly wiped the tears on his face, picked up the phone, pressed the answer button, and screamed quickly: "Beitian."
Because Mu Yifan's voice was very hoarse, the other side froze.
Seeing no sound from his mobile phone, Mu Yifan said anxiously: "Beitian? Beitian?"
The other party saw him so anxious and quickly said, "Mu Mu, it's me, King's Landing."
Mu Yifan listened to Jing Junlin's voice, and he felt lost for a while, but when he thought of Jing Junlin's phone call against Bei Tian, ​​what happened to Zhan Bei Tian, ​​anxiously asked: "Lin brother, how do you use Bei Tian ’s phone hit my phone? What about Beitian? Did something happen to him? "
"Don't worry, Beitian is just drunk. Now we are downstairs. You come down and help him upstairs."
"Okay, I'll go down." Mu Yifan hung up the phone quickly, hurried out of his apartment, saw both elevators stopped at more than ten floors, and pressed a few times, no response, and hurried Ran down the stairwell.
Downstairs, after Junjun hung up the phone, he shoved the phone back into Zhan Beitian's pocket, took out a cigarette, leaned against the car elegantly, and smoked up.
Two minutes later, a figure ran out of the apartment building anxiously, but the other person's hair was quite messy, and he didn't wear shoes under his feet. He looked very anxious and very embarrassed. Take a closer look. That person is not exactly the one he just hit. Go to the phone to help Mu Yifan?
"Lin Brother." Mu Yifan ran over.
Lin Jun raised his eyebrow in surprise, extinguished the cigarette butt, and looked at Mu Yifan's eyes as if crying, and twisted his eyebrows: "You ..."
Mu Yifan saw that he had been staring at himself, and looked down, because before he could not wait to see Zhan Beitian, he even forgot to wear his shoes.
He quickly turned away: "What about Beitian?"
"Rear seat." Xi Junlin opened the back door and explained: "Beitai was drunk and kept screaming to come to you. I had to send him over. After arriving, I found my cell phone in the box of the bar. I'll call you down on Beitian's phone. "
He pulled Zhan Beitian up, but couldn't wait for Mu Yifan to come to help, turning his doubts, he saw Mu Yifan staring at Zhan Beitian with demented eyes.
"Mum."
"Ah? Here." Mu Yifan quickly returned to God, stepped forward to help, and asked, "Lin brother, Beitian always has a sense of drinking. How can he be so drunk today?"
Xun Junlin took a deep look at him: "Because of one person."
Mu Yifan gave an inexplicable hesitation: "Who is it? My sister?"
Xun Junlin didn't answer, and left Zhan Beitian to Mu Yifan's room and left.
After Mu Yifan sent Jing Junlin to leave, he turned back to the room and watched as small as the protagonist in his novel, unknowingly walked over to lie down, turned to lie beside Zhan Beitian, raised his hand, Use your forefinger to gently stroke the thick black sword eyebrows of Zhanbei Tian, ​​with a high nose, and nice thin lips. Finally, your fingertips stopped at the corner of your mouth.
"Beitian."
Mu Yifan called uncontrollably, as long as he thought of the end of the novel, when he closed his eyes and the soul was not separated, his eyes could not help but be red. At that time, his ear was all the sad voice of his partner, but, He had no way to embrace and comfort the man.
At this time, Zhan Beitian's eyelids moved around, and then slowly opened his eyes to the red eyes of Shang Mu Yifan.
Mu Yifan knows that the person in front of him is not the person in the novel, but his heart still cannot beat, because the person in front of him looks exactly the same as the partner in the book, whether it is his appearance or the smell on his body.
Zhan Beitian raised his hand and touched Mu Yifan's face and murmured, "It's good to be able to dream of you."
Mu Yifan sucked his nose and asked mutely, "What are you talking about?"