(two)

"You want to go to the Fantasy Flying Realm?"

Outside a flower shop, Liuli met a boy.

He also carried a guitar on his back, with Anan's hair the same, and Anan's face the same.

He lifted the guitar to his shoulder, bent his eyebrows and said approachably, "I know the entrance, maybe you can go with me."

Liuli was very excited, but also very distressed: "Really, but I am not a contracted student?"

"I can take you in." Rumo's pupils flashed with stars, "But, do you have to promise me a condition?"

Liuli smiled slightly and revealed the shallow liwan: "What conditions?"

"You have to pretend to be my girlfriend!"

"good!"

The entrance to the illusion waters was filled with white mist, and the boy successfully brought Liuli in with his entry and exit permit.

(three)

Liuli lived in the illusion waters in a daze for half a month.

But in the bustling crowd, Liuli could no longer find Anan.

Like the moonlight buried in the deep sea, cold and lonely.

"Is he your boyfriend?" One day the boy asked suddenly with a pretty mouth.

Liuli nodded seriously: "Yes, my purpose in coming to Huan Water is to find him." He stretched out his index finger and pointed at the guitar on the boy's shoulder. "He likes you, like guitar." After replying, Liuli frowned again, "But why would you ask me?"

The boy raised his jaw and Feng Qingyun smiled lightly: "Because you have never smiled at me since the first day you came to the Phantom Waters."

Liuli turned her head and bit her lower lip tightly: "I'm sorry, I really can't laugh."

Over time, lovesickness becomes stronger.

Missing becomes luxury, meeting becomes despair.

"What's his name?" The boy pressed his right hand against his chin and looked at the tears in Liuli's eyes. "Maybe, I can help you find him."

Liuli moved her lips, and she said, Anan.

But he didn't tell him that it was the South of the pumpkin carriage where Cinderella was sitting.

(Four)

In Mayday, lead clouds rolled and it rained heavily.

The boy staggered to the door in a raincoat.

He held Liuli's hand and was inexplicably excited: "Anan, Anan has found the fifth class of Lingcheng in the illusion waters."

"Thank you." Liuli said, "It's really a blessing for Liuli to meet you."

"Then would you like to smile at me again?" said the boy, "It's my reward for you."

Liuli was stunned for a moment, raised her head and showed a long-lost smile to the person in front of her, with gentleness and gratitude.

(five)

The mountains are full of flowers, and the colorful rays of light are shrouded in the sky.

The day before Liuli arrived in Lingcheng, she went to Class 5.

She met Anan.

Cinderella sitting on the south of the pumpkin carriage.

"Anan, I've been looking for you for a long time?" Liuli hugged Anan's back and smiled foolishly, "Didn't you say that you will come back to see me when spring sprouts and fall bears fruit?"

Anan was stunned, looked at Liuli, her eyes moved, and finally reached out and hugged Liuli gently.

Warm heartbeat, gentle touch.

Because of Anan, Liuli stayed in Class 5.

"I'm going back, Liuli?" The boy stood in front of her and messed up her hair with a doting heart. "If you go back, you must remember me. Because... I'm good at playing guitar too."

Liuli hugged the boy reluctantly, and the remaining warmth made his fingers burn.

The boy left, and the guitar and his broad back were reflected in Liuli's mind, like waves rolling around from one place to another.

(six)

Three days later.

At the citywide concert.

Liuli saw the musical instrument in Anan's hand.

It turned out to be bass.

Golden bass.

Just like the sun's light, so dazzling.

"Are you Anan?"

Anan's hand stopped and slowly raised his head: "My name is Alan, Shanlan's Lan."

Liuli covered her chest and tears filled her cheeks. She asked, "Since you are not Anan, why should you respond to me?"

There was noisy around: "Don't you know? What Alan doesn't want to do most on weekdays is to make girls cry."

The glazed pear blossoms were raining, holding the edge of the table with his left hand, trembling slightly.

"I thought you were Anan, Nan of the pumpkin carriage that Cinderella was sitting on?" Liuli squatted down in dismay.

"Isn't the one who came with you that time also called Anan?" Someone interjected in the middle.

It turns out that I never remembered the boy I asked, his name is Anan.

Anan, Anan, Liuli doesn’t remember what Anan looks like.

His appearance, his height, and his voice.

But she only remembers that her boyfriend's name is Anan.

(seven)

She rushed back in a panic and found the boy.

However, her steps suddenly came to the door.

The boy looked at her strange eyes and obviously had forgotten her.

What's your name? Liuli stopped him.

Anan, Nan of the pumpkin carriage where Cinderella was sitting. The boy smiled at her.

My guitar plays well, this is my dream. What about you, come here for your dream?

Liuli shook her head and said, I dream of being with someone, but now I forget what he looks like? Maybe... he is the same as you.

No one knows that the premise of the Fantasy Waters helps people realize their dreams is to forget all the people around them; the only chance is to count on entering Fantasy Waters and remember their lovers.

(eight)

Liuli, who had no certificate, was expelled from the illusion water that night.

Before leaving, she said to the boy.

I like Anan, Cinderella's pumpkin carriage in South.

His favorite thing is to play the guitar.

(Nine)

It seems like I have had a very long dream.

On the busy streets, the yellow dizzy under neon lights.

Liuli walked forward.

And every day she walked through the illusion waters, she seemed to never remember it again.

...

After reading the content of the novel, Yiqiao found that a shadow suddenly fell to the end of the novel. Yiqiao was startled and raised her head, but she was a man who had been drunk and had a relationship with her.

His tall figure and broad chest were covered with mist.

But the expression on his face was very light and there was no smile.

As if he noticed her clear eyes circling around him, he asked Yiqiao condescendingly and slightly curiously, "Do you like this short story too?"

Yi Qiao's fingers trembled slightly, and her body suddenly froze.

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