Du Mu is running...

In front of him was the darkness that was missing...

There seemed to be a corridor in front, a corridor that seemed to never run out.

There is only the end, there is a faint light of dawn.

There was an alarm clock in his mind, which kept ticking.

He hated the annoying ticking sound and wanted to turn off the alarm clock, but he couldn't touch the switch of the alarm clock. The alarm clock seemed to be implanted deep in his cerebral cortex, blending with his life and flesh.

Tick, tick, the sound became more and more rapid.

But the dawn ahead is still far away.

"Parastic, I can't catch up..."

There was a voice in his mind that reminded him like this, but he seemed to know that once the alarm clock stopped, he could not rush into the light, and would merge with the darkness and completely...

"Get faster, faster!"

The dawn is getting bigger little by little.

The ticking sound became more and more rapid and fatal.

He felt that there seemed to be a god of death behind him!

The sound of the footsteps of the god of death is the ticking of the alarm clock!

Getting closer and faster!

9,8,7,6,5,4····

At the last moment, he jumped up and rushed towards the dawn...

But it's still too far...

3,2,1····

At the junction of dawn and darkness, he let out a roar...

There was a roar inside his brain...

Then there was a dazzling light!

Exploded? Or broke through?

He suddenly opened his eyes.

Sweat all over.

Sweat all over.

"Huhuhu, is it a dream? What a strange dream. Did you get too tired when you climbed too much air conditioner yesterday?"

Du Mu sat up, a little thankful, and a little funny, and waved his arm.

Yesterday, he climbed out of 28 floors with bare hands!

His favorite thing is to sit hundreds of meters above the ground to smoke.

Extreme athlete?

wrong.

Yesterday he slipped into the window of at least 18 houses!

A thief who slips around the door and picks the lock?

wrong.

I'm a... repairing air conditioner!

It's the kind that carries a fluoride tank and climbs around outdoor units.

But although Du Mu is good at climbing walls, he has never mastered core technology!

He is not very good at cheating!

Dear seniors teach you how to unscrew the fluorine tube after you go, and then release the fluorine from others. Without saying anything, pretending to be like a dozen G, and asking them to blackmail more than a thousand.

He has never mastered this suffocating and sexy operation.

He can only climb outdoor machines and is stupid enough to repair them. He can't make dozens of dollars a machine, and he is chased and beaten by his colleagues all day long. You have repaired them all for others, who can I blackmail?

This guy can only do some side jobs.

The side job is much richer, from moving bricks on the construction site, washing dishes in the hotel, training games, renting boyfriends during the Chinese New Year, this guy does everything except the cowherd in order to make a living.

God seems to like to joke with him, making him feel that the world is full of malice.

He is an orphan and has been abandoned by his parents since he was born.

I haven't been to school much, but after elementary school, I escaped from the orphanage and went out to live a mess.

Living in a basement that costs 300 yuan a month.

What? How could you give me a very arrogant name like "Du Mu" before you graduate from elementary school?

This guy didn't have a name and didn't know what his surname was. Once he moved bricks in high school, he heard a literary girl chanting: Parking and sitting in the maple forest at night, frost leaves are redder than February flowers...

This guy immediately became angry.

I'll do it...

Parking for sex? Maple forest night?

Anything like this sexy operation?

Wet! So wet! It turns out that it’s so lewd! It’s so poetic!

He asked the girl who wrote it?

The girl was like a white swan, high above, humming from her nostrils: "You don't know if you say it! Du Mu!"

This guy admired this great god who was so lustful and immediately changed his name to Du Mu. Even his surname followed Du Mu.

That's all for orphans.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and I am the biggest.

Anyway, parents care about birth and raising, and don’t even know the surname, so they can’t betray their ancestors.

Du Mu was so arrogant, waved his arm but was stunned.

Because there was really a ticking sound in his ear that only existed in his dreams.

"What's going on? I must have climbed too much yesterday and felt a little dizzy."

He looked down and felt his blood clotted.

Du Mu should have dark skin when he is hard, and the wind and sun are exposed.

but!

For some reason, the blood vessels on the right arm and the large area of ​​skin on the forearm became transparent...

Moisturized and shiny, as crystal clear as jade, it is comparable to the skin of a young man...

But Du Mu was unintentionally happy.

Because under the skin as white as jade and thin as cicada wings, the blood vessels of the arms are clearly visible...

This was originally a fantasy person who pursued the effect, but at this time the blood vessels were twisted into several Arabic numerals like cold mechanical clocks.

These numbers look like...

An alarm clock.

59 minutes, 59 seconds.

Du Mu blinked. He thought he was having a nightmare, and his eyes were blurred and his hallucinations were ill.

Close your eyes and open them.

59 minutes, 58 seconds.

There was a ticking sound in my ears.

Du Mu's mouth twitched.

Close again, open again.

59 minutes, 57 seconds.

Du Mu urinated.

He didn't dare to close his eyes anymore.

Damn, is Xiao Shenyang a big prophet?

When your eyes are closed, the day has passed, and when you close, the life has passed?

But it seems that the countdown is only 59 minutes and 56. I'll do it, it's 55 seconds.
To be continued...