Investment Life

Chen Yuanming opened his eyes and found himself standing on a spacious street, a crossroads, with towering reinforced concrete buildings on the left and right. There are many cars, and each one is driving with extreme caution, as if in a collision with another vehicle. On the contrary, there were very few pedestrians on the road. Everyone covered his face with a mask, and hurriedly walked. When he saw him, he always walked away from his body with a slight pause. It seemed that he had escaped from some disease.

How is this going? Chen Yuanming held his forehead with his hands and thought hard. His palms were so cold, with a sweaty stickiness.

Suddenly, a harsh whistle sounded, and an ambulance rushed across the street as if it were avoiding the beasts of the flood. All the vehicles fled hurriedly to make way for it. There was a voice that seemed to whisper in his ear. Look, there is another place ...

Chen Yuanming stopped and raised his head, he suddenly remembered. This is Zhongguancun, 2003. This year, a malignant infectious disease known as ** covered the entire city of Beijing. The shadow of death is so terrible, universities have closed their doors, shops have closed, work has stopped, and the entire city has devoted its energy to fighting disease.

Zhongguancun is also a deeply affected area. It was less than 2 years since he set up the shop, and the business had just started, but he encountered such an emergency. Once his ambition was defeated by reality, he was shaken, and spent a lot of time browsing the Internet every day, looking for some sustenance in that world.

During this time, he first learned about stocks for the first time, and after hesitating for a long time, finally started to try. 2003 was not a good year, but in this big bear market, he still made some money, no worse than opening a shop, no need to go out, very easy. Maybe he has some talent for stock trading?

In these two days, thoughts always lingered in my mind. Should he put out the shop and focus on stocks. But this kind of business is so sinister. He has read a lot of books, including the overnight wealth of stock subscription coupons in 1992, 12 gold medals in 1996, and the daily limit of more than 600 stocks. This is a much more dangerous world than selling computers. There is a market maker and a retailer who loses everything. He is just a newcomer who knows nothing about stocks. Is it because of this good luck that he has to invest in this? Strange world?

Chen Yuanming stepped forward, his thoughts kept rolling. He wants to curb his own fantasies. One day, ** will pass. As the speed of the Internet increases, computers will further enter millions of households. This is a golden avenue and should not be easily given up. Another voice was persuading him that the country has hit dealers for a long time, and the slump has lasted for 2 years. Perhaps a flaming bull market will soon be ushered in, and the order of the stock market will be more stable and will achieve more millions, Multi-millionaire. The competition in the computer industry is too fierce, the profit of the spare parts has been suppressed to the minimum, and the suppression of the upstream suppliers. He entered the industry too late to make a lot of money. He still has so many ambitions. He should have the courage to try them ...

In a footstep, Chen Yuanming suddenly remembered what he saw on the Internet two days ago. Yes, he has no relevant experience, but he may not be able to learn. You can go to an evening school first, supplement your lack of financial common sense, and also take care of the store. When you have a successful career, you can join the stock market and create a future in this market.

Where's that well-known evening school? Ah, yes, it's in Hangzhou ...

As soon as the word came to his mind, Chen Yuanming suddenly hesitated. He found something more in his mind, blurred figures, gentle jokes, jumping markets, staggered parties, and ... a car accident ... ...

With a sudden pain in his head, Chen Yuanming hugged his head and squatted down in pain. His memory seems to have been tampered with, why he sees things that should not be seen, those messy memories about the future, he is in Zhongguancun, is ... Ah, no, why is there no Junteng ...

Suddenly looking up, he reexamined the building, soaring into the clouds, row after row, but he couldn't find the office building he wanted to see. In fear, other memories came in. This time he became a prophet, a financial tycoon who can rely on memories to turn the clouds over. He created many industries and achieved amazing results. He also found a person, a You can keep your lover for life.

Then they had a car accident. He might ...

Lips began to tremble, two memories tore each other like crazy arabesques, and stirred his nerves. Chen Yuanming's knees began to tremble, and cold sweat and tingling occupied the whole body. Which memory is true? Where is he and who is he ...

Everything around him started to blur, Chen Yuanming looked desperately at the world that was falling apart. This is just a dream. Maybe he died long ago, and he has already completely gone through his life. Now is the time to put an end to this dream, he should let go, he should watch it all fall, and eventually become eternal darkness ...

...

Yuanming ...

Chen Yuanming ...

I don't know how long, in the desperate darkness, a sound penetrated the layers of darkness. Chen Yuanming looked up and looked at the voice. There, someone was calling him. Suddenly his hand sank, as if being held by another warm palm. Chen Yuanming was familiar with this hand. He shook hands with him and walked such a long road.

I want to hold him fast, I want to find him, I want to ... live!

Holding that hand, Chen Yuanming stumbled and ran. The heartbeat began to speed up, and the darkness and chaos that entangled him gradually became thin. In front of his running, a light began to beat.

He opened his eyes.

After a long period of darkness, the brightness of the incandescent lamp was so dazzling, and physiological tears poured out, overflowing his eyes.

"Yuanming, you're awake!"

The familiar voice came from the pillow. Chen Yuanming tilted his head little by little, his movement was so slow, as if he was afraid to wake up the dream. However, the warm palm grabbed him in front of him and gave the result. The hand grabbed him firmly, and a kiss fell on the back of the hand.

"Great, you finally woke up."

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Chen Yuanming's gaze was locked on the young man by the bed. There was a little black under his eyes, his jaw turned blue, and he seemed to have forgotten to shave. But he was not injured, he was fine ...

There was a tiny smile on the corner of his lips, "You're fine ..."

"What?" Xiao Junyi asked, as if he didn't hear clearly.

"Traffic accident ..." Effortlessly spit out two words, Chen Yuanming tightened his fingers and grasped the lover more firmly, "You are not injured, great ..."

However, this kind of heartfelt congratulations got the confusion of the other party. Xiao Junyi reached out and touched Chen Yuanming's forehead. I'll drive you to the emergency department ... "

What ... Chen Yuanming blinked, and suddenly struggling to get up, his body was tingled with tingling, but there was no bandage, no plaster, only the needle on the back of the hand, and the hanging bottle beside the bed. how can that be! He was obviously in a car accident!

"Yuanming!" When Xiao Junyi saw that Chen Yuanming's expression was not right, he stood up nervously and held his shoulder. "Yuanming, calm down. There is no car accident here. I am afraid you are confused and have a nightmare."

Nightmare? As if stopped, Chen Yuanming stopped everything and stiffly fell back to the pillow. Is that a dream? Or is it the dream in his delusion?

What is real, what is illusory, and what is he asking for without dreams.

"What year is it today, where am I, you ..." The fingers trembled slightly, Chen Yuanming grabbed his hand with his fingertips, "Are you real, Xiao Junyi, are you also in my dream Part of it will eventually disappear ... "

Fuck. Xiao Junyi only felt a twist in his heart, and his nose was a little sour. His lover, who seemed indestructible and calm, was lying weakly on the bed at this time, his eyes were red, his lips were trembling, and his fingertips were cold and weak. He just wanted to grab something and was afraid he would suddenly disappear.

The doctor said that this was a viral fever caused by overwork. Did he push himself to the limit where he didn't know? Taking a deep breath, Xiao Junyi got up from the chair and sat on Chen Yuanming's bed.

"It's February 1997, Beijing. You just returned from Hong Kong and we spent a sweet night-although a bit tragic in the second half-you see, I'm right next to you, intact. There are no car accidents, far Ming, you are just too tired, lacking resistance, causing a viral high fever ... "

Dry and warm fingers wiped the cold sweat from Chen Yuanming's forehead, and a soft kiss fell.

"Remember? Or do I need to do something to prove that I am a real living person ..."

There were mellow smiles in those slightly curved peach blossom eyes, and there was also pity and intimacy. His voice resounded in his ears, his body temperature wrapped around his body, holding his hand firmly and powerfully, and those pale eyes, reflecting his own figure.

This is not a dream.

Chen Yuanming's tense nerve finally eased down, and the burnout and stinging caused by the high fever hit again. He just had a fever, confusing past and present life in a nightmare. Looking back now, the details of the accident were too similar. Perhaps in the depths of memory, fear never left, but just changed the form and stretched the devil's claw to the person he loves.

Looking at Chen Yuanming's relaxed expression, Xiao Junyi adjusted his sitting position and asked with interest, "I'm kind of curious about what kind of dream you are doing. It actually makes you look like this. Want to tell me? ? "

Chen Yuanming looked at the lover in front of him. He actually knew that Xiao Junyi's words were only to comfort him and relax him. But at this moment, the secrets in his heart were suddenly heavy and unbearable. He loved the man in front of him more deeply than he imagined, far beyond the self-protection. Then, he should not deceive him any more. Perhaps only by speaking out can he dispel the shadows of those nightmares and give him comfort ...

Lips buzzed slightly, and Chen Yuanming opened his mouth.

"I had a dream, starting in 1991 ..."

(End of this chapter)

The author has something to say: You little fairies, always swollen, doubt the nature of the mother of the nest! Be careful which day the nest suddenly turned black! !!

It ’s almost over, there is still a chance where you do n’t want to fry the fish anymore, who knows that there are a lot of fry that make the nest feel good about it> _

Let's meet the perfect finale together = w =

ps, about pulling the lights, the American one was Yuan Ming attack, the last chapter was Xiao Xiao attack, these two sections will find ways to make up the drops, you can look forward to = w =