I Was Once a Legend

"Right to Q." The teenager sat cross-legged on Dong Zheng's bed, threw out a pair of Q in his hand, and squeezed the remaining card in his hand tightly so that no one could see it.

He looked like he was eighteen or nineteen years old, with a pair of black eyes bright and divine, with a sly meaning.The black sportswear was taken off in the warm ward, the collarbone was exposed at the round neckline of the T-shirt, and the dark backpack was placed on the chair on the side.

"I'm sorry." Dong Linhai looked at the two cards in his hand and said helplessly.

"No." Dong Zheng also shook his head.

"Little King!" Cui Zuojing slammed the last card in his hand on the bed. The gray joker on the card was tossing the ball. He stretched his arms and cheered excitedly, "Win myself!"

Dong Zheng and Lin Hai put down the remaining cards in succession. When they were still in the pure white land, they played countless cards together. They haven't known each other's level for a long time.Dong Linhai reached out his hand and shuffled his cards, ready to give another one, and stayed in the ward for eleven days. He was almost free from the disease. He still had nostalgia and nostalgia for the pure white realm in his heart, and he didn’t even want to play mobile games. Fortunately, Cui Zuojing was found.

"Is there any food? I'm a little hungry." Cui Zuojing looked around for food. Dong Linhai's eyes lit up immediately, and he hurriedly brought the heat preservation barrel on the bedside table, and gave both hands to Cui Zuojing, "Drink this and drink this. "

Cui Zuojing unscrewed the lid of the insulated barrel, and the smell of chicken soup came out. The old hen was simmered with longan, wolfberry, cordyceps, lotus seeds, and red dates for three hours. A layer of oil floated on the deep red soup surface. The appetite will be wide open.

"This is what your mother stewed for you to drink." Cui Zuojing glanced down, trying to return the bucket to him, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Just drink this and drink this." Dong Linhai pushed the insulation barrel with his hands back into Cui Zuojing's arms, and his whole face was wrinkled. "I drank for almost a week, and I really can't swallow a drop."

Dong Zheng couldn't help laughing, and said, "It's okay, drink it. Mom must let Linhai finish the bucket, and he should do him a favor."

"That line." Cui Zuojing was also polite, pouring out some of it and drinking it slowly in Dong Zheng's bowl. The chicken soup was indeed very stewed, and the ingredients added were all the best.Cui Zuojing pinched out the cordyceps for a few seconds and put it into his mouth tentatively. After finding out that there was no strange smell, he swallowed it with confidence.

He helped drink a small half barrel, the three chatted, and time passed quickly.Dong Zheng and Lin Hai recovered very well. If Su Daijun had to rest assured that they had to live for two more days to observe, they would have been embarrassed to continue to occupy medical resources and were discharged from the hospital, but they could not blame her nervousness. After all, the severity of the car accident at that time, Let everyone think that the two brothers will not wake up.

It seems that the future mother-in-law's craftsmanship is not bad.Cui Zuojing thought this way, but didn't say it. He was worried that Dong Zheng might feel uncomfortable when he listened. After all, Su Daijun was not his mother. As early as the rainy night in the doll's house, Dong Zheng had family problems with him. Pulled out of the heart.

"It seems that you look like this silly big man for no reason." Putting down the bowl, Cui Zuojing licked the corner of his lips, satisfied.Dong Linhai "hazardously" made a noise, waved his hand from the bed and sat up, said: "Go to the toilet."

Dong Linhai entered the bathroom, the figure was blocked by the closed door, and Cui Zuojing and Dong Zheng immediately looked at each other.At the moment of eye contact, Cui Zuojing couldn't help smiling, and climbed to Dong Zheng's side, with one arm on the bed, the other hand on his shoulder, Dong Zheng grabbed his back, lowered his head, and caught The teenager raised his head and offered a kiss.

Lips and teeth are entangled. They have had fierce kisses, obsessive kisses, tender kisses, but they have never been as careful as they are now, fearing that everything in front of them is a phantom, and a little rough foam may break.They used temperature and breath to confirm each other's existence. Cui Zuojing's hand on the bed was released, and Dong Zheng's other hand was interlocked with each other.

The door of the ward was closed, and the sound of water was heard in the bathroom. Dong Linhai apparently held back for a long time.

The voices of nurses walking and talking came from the corridor outside, and the intermittent breathing of the two people quietly warmed up in the ward across the door. Before the situation became difficult to deal with, Cui Zuo Jingqiang resisted the clamoring desire in his heart. Zheng bit on the lips and took the initiative to separate.

They looked at each other and saw what they looked like in each other's eyes. Dong Linhai started to wash his hands in the bathroom. Cui Zuojing hurriedly raised his hands to cover his red ears, and the smile on the corner of his lips stolen with joy. Jiaohan.

Dong Zheng licked the remaining tooth marks on his lower lip and tasted the smell of this kiss, with the sweetness of red dates and longan, which seemed to melt into his heart.

Dong Linhai flicked his wet hands out of the bathroom, completely unaware of what had happened before, he sat down beside his bed with carelessness, and took the card and asked, "Are you coming?"

"Farewell, I'll be away in a few minutes." Cui Zuojing said, "Don't see your parents coming to see me later, it would be embarrassing."

"If there is any embarrassment, just say you are my brother's friend." Dong Linhai didn't take it seriously, but he didn't insist.Dong Zheng remembered a question and asked Cui Zuojing, "Where do you live?"

"I don't know. Find a hotel nearby. I think there are quite a few." Cui Zuojing came out of the station and started to ask if there was a pair of brothers who were hospitalized in a car accident. There was no time to find a place to live.

"No." Dong Zheng opened the drawer of the bedside table and took out his key. He took one of them and gave it to Cui Zuojing. "This is the key to my house. You live with me. The supplies are all complete. I write the address. Give you."

Cui Zuojing raised his eyebrows and happily copied the key into his pocket, which was both economical and convenient. Why not do it.

On the bedside table, there are fruits from relatives and friends, Cui Zuojing cut the apples for Dong Zheng, the knife is dexterously like his fingers in his hand, the fruit peel is cut off by the one he finished, and even the thin one is average.

He gave the apple to Dong Zheng, then put down the knife with a smirk in Dong Linhai's expectant eyes, and said, "My ability seems to have some residue, a small part, it is easy to use when chopping ribs."

Speaking of which, Dong Zheng echoed: "Me, too, although the core has shrunk, it is subjectively better than the brain before the accident."

"Is it true?" Dong Linhai was distracted, and soon dismissed Cui Zuojing's treatment of not cutting apples. He opened his palms and held his breath against the stainless steel cup lid on the bedside table.

After a few seconds, the lid swayed gently.

"Wow there really is!" Linhai ecstatic, then now... now he is not a superpower?!

What are the special investigation teams of the Nine Division and the Eleven Division of the National Security Bureau? Come and find him!

"Of course it's not as good as we were before, but I suggest that if you want to continue a normal life, don't expose your abilities." Cui Zuojing and Dong Zheng looked at each other and asked Linhai unintentionally, "Hey, Do you remember how we came out last?"

Linhai scratched her head: "I don't remember much... I took two guards from the forest behind the garden, but I was poisoned. I just ran to the garden and saw you fainted after the war. The queen fainted, and it was a pity... , Missed the final battle."

Dong Zheng: "Do you still remember when Allen had an accident in the snow track?"

"Remember, it's impossible to forget in this life, hey, if we had a way to control the parasitic bug at that time, maybe Renge wouldn't die." Linhai sighed, "but the end result is good, Lun Brother can be with the boss lady in the pure white world."

It seems that he has completely forgotten the winch.

Cui Zuojing couldn't tell what was in his heart. Wangque finally promised that he wanted Dong Linhai not to suffer. Then he and Dong Zheng did not need to mention it at all.

It's just... some regrets.

When Dong Yi and Su Daijun came to see the brothers, Cui Zuojing said goodbye to Dong Zheng and Lin Hai for the time being, and took Dong Zheng's house key on his back and left the hospital.He walked out of the hospital door, the afternoon sun shone on him, the street trees were selflessly swayed with heavy shades, the wind brought an unknown flower fragrance, and a thin cluster of Arabidopsis thaliana grew on the edge of the flower bed, unremarkable.

It has been a month since Cui Zuojing left the pure white realm. He awakened from the baby. Cui Zuojing took the train back to his home. He knocked on the door, and his parents and sister were immersed in their sadness and restlessness. The wetness in the middle had not dispersed, so I saw Cui Zuojing who came back again.

So sadness became ecstasy, and anxiety became stunned. In their view, the teenager just left for less than a day.

But the family really knew about Cui Zuojing's previous adventures. At the age of 16, Cui Zuojing was stabbed with dozens of knives by a serial killer on his way home, and he spent three years at the time of dying. After waking up, the time only flowed for an hour.They also made the psychological preparation that the teenager might be able to go home soon, but what is more worrying is that he will never wait to come back.

The sister cried and gave him a hug, noticing something was missing, sobbing and asking where Victor had gone.

"He stays with those who need him more." Cui Zuojing replied.

At this time, Dong Zheng hadn’t had an accident, and the time was so wonderful. Although their time to enter the pure white land was not much different, they were not exactly the same. Just like now, it takes another month. Dong Zheng and Dong in Shanghai Only the two brothers in Linhai suffered the car accident that changed their lives.

As the former master of time, Cui Zuojing knew what would happen if he disturbed the cause and effect. If he appeared in Dong Zheng’s life rashly and made the car accident silent, then everything, including him now, would be gone. exist.

So Cui Zuojing honestly waited at home. While waiting, he and his parents and sisters probably talked about this experience. When he heard that Victor continued to live in another world they could not touch, his family finally let go of his heart. Although he had never seen Victor's original appearance and was unable to communicate with him, the white cat with human souls lived at home for eight years after all, and he was already a part of the family.

The prisoner of time prisoner's curse was lifted, and Cui Zuojing's body was gradually returning to what he should have been. When he went to Dong Zheng, he had changed from sixteen to eighteen or nineteen years old, and a few months later, Should be able to return to the original twenty-four years old.

On the eighth day after Dong Zheng's accident, Cui Zuojing got on the train to Shanghai. After many twists and turns, he finally reunited.

Out of the hospital, Cui Zuojing stopped a taxi and went to the address that Dong Zheng gave him, a high-end community.Half an hour later, he stood in front of Dong Zheng's door, inserted the key into the keyhole, and unscrewed with a click.

He pushed open the door and walked in. The sunlight outside the window illuminated the gray and white fabric sofa, the wall-mounted TV almost occupied half of the wall, the same color carpet, the European-style dining table, and the semi-open balcony with lounge chairs and transparent coffee table. In the hanging square box on the wooden wall, green herbs are planted.

The air was a little dull. Cui Zuojing opened the window and the wind blew in. He stood by the sliding door of the balcony and looked back. The whole house was about 120 square meters, and every inch of the decoration was very humane.

All seemed to be able to see Dong Zheng's step by step arrangement of the empty house.

Dong Zheng, who lost his mother from the moment of birth, often feels at odds with his family while growing up, always yearning for a home of his own.

A smile appeared on Cui Zuojing's face. He put the bag against the wall on the ground and rolled up his sleeves, intending to deal with the floating dust that Dong Zheng had been hospitalized for half a month.

In the future, this will be the place where they live together.