Legend of the Dragon King: Yinglong Soaring to the Sky

Chapter 77 The last wait

Author: Fenghuaxueyue in a flash of thought

Chapter 77 The last wait

"That's not my moon, but the moonlight shines on me for a moment!"

Luo Yuchen opened his eyes in a daze, and the muscle soreness in his body immediately spread through the brain to the nerve center. The dizziness lasted for a while, and then slowly stopped.

Slowly moving his body, he sat up against the wall behind him. Looking at the dim room, he felt a sense of familiarity. The room was not big, only about ten square meters, but it was unusually dark. There was only a small room.

Only through windows can some light from outside come in.

Luo Yuchen looked at the familiar surroundings with dull eyes, "Isn't this my home? Why am I here? Shouldn't I be competing in the Tianhai Alliance competition?"

Everything happened so suddenly that he felt a little uncomfortable with the environment that had been with him for so many years.

Luo Yuchen tentatively called out, "Gu Yue? Are you there?"

But in the empty room, no other sound could be heard except his own voice.

Luo Yuchen couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream. He wanted to mobilize his soul power but found that there was no change in his body at all.

Luo Yuchen kept groping in the darkness with his hands, and relied on habit to find the light switch.

"Click!" The switch made a sound when it fell.

Only then did Luo Yuchen see clearly where he was now. Yes, this was his home. The dim light shone in a small building of dozens of square meters. It seemed that it was not enough to completely illuminate the entire room, but Luo Yuchen

Yuchen's vision has broadened. He was not sure in the darkness just now, but now he is sure.

"Home! This is my home! Am I back?" Luo Yuchen was filled with emotion, but at the same time, he was also a little frightened.

The moment the lights came on, the layout of the entire room slowly became clear. Table, bed, desk... Although the room was not big, it felt extremely tidy, but the kitchen was connected to the bedroom and not far away from the bedroom.

Only separated by a door, the overall appearance is no different from that of a house with only four walls!

He immediately endured the soreness in his muscles and climbed out of bed, constantly observing his surroundings, trying to confirm whether it was true or false, or whether it was a dream or reality!

Luo Yuchen began to rummage around, trying to feel the environment he was in now, but his instinct told him that all this was real. But doubts always existed in her heart, after all what he had experienced before

It's so real!

Then, while rummaging around, he took out a small gift box with exquisite packaging from the drawer. Different from the shabby surroundings, under the dim light, this box looked out of place.

Luo Yuchen opened it carefully and found that the contents inside had not changed, and then confirmed the fact. "I'm really back!"

What was in the gift box was none other than a gold medal with a metallic luster on the outside, with the title "First place in the municipal piano competition!" engraved on it.

Luo Yuchen held this heavy gold medal in his hands, and a complex emotion suddenly arose spontaneously.

The real feeling made him fall into confusion. He ran to the bathroom and turned on the faucet. He kept holding up water with his hands and washed his face over and over again. Until the moment when he finally looked in the mirror, the image in the mirror appeared.

He hasn't changed, he's still the same person.

"After all, it was just a dream of Huangliang. Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly or a dream of a butterfly. But I naively thought that experience was real, hahaha..." Luo Yuchen stopped what he was doing and leaned against the person behind him.

Wall slowly collapsed to the ground, his laughter filled with desolation.

"It's all a dream, everything is a dream!" There was a hint of crying in his voice, and the weak light illuminated his face, making him look so helpless and hesitant.

"It turns out that fate is just a debt that needs to be repaid!" Luo Yuchen's voice gradually weakened, and in the end he could only sigh helplessly.

This can be regarded as recognizing the facts and giving myself an explanation.

The next day, Luo Yuchen finally woke up. He was no longer hesitant at the beginning. After cleaning up everything he had messed up last night, he was now standing outside the door, looking at himself with some nostalgia.

Everything in the room was familiar to her. Although her little nest was only a few dozen square meters, it was still her warm home.

"Bang!" As the final door closed, Luo Yuchen gradually withdrew his sight, followed the dim stairs, climbed up step by step, and slowly walked out of the "basement!!"

!”

Following the familiar road, Luo Yuchen slowly walked towards his class. Everything around him was so familiar, but in his eyes, it was so strange, until he stopped in front of a door with the words "

After watching "Economics Class 1", his footsteps slowly stopped.

As soon as he entered the door and sat down in his seat, a little girl ran over. Luo Yuchen vaguely remembered that this was Zhou Yujie, the financial committee member of his class. Just when he was still confused, the two of them had nothing to do with each other.

, a voice broke Luo Yuchen's doubts.

"Luo Yuchen, you haven't paid your tuition for this semester yet. When do you plan to pay it now?"

After hearing this, Luo Yuchen was stunned for a moment, and then said with some embarrassment: "Can you postpone the trouble for a few days before paying it? I don't have any money with me now!"

"You are the only one in the class who has not paid. If you don't pay it quickly, then you will hand over the money to the teacher yourself." Zhou Yujie rolled up the book in her hand and patted it on the table, quite a bit.

He said it in a high-spirited way, with the intention of warning.

"Zhou Yujie, let's go quickly. He's such a gloomy monster, so let's stay away from him!" Sun Tiejun appeared beside Zhou Shujie at some point, hugged her waist, and looked at Luo with disdain.

Yuchen said.

Luo Yuchen ignored those two people. After all, after so many years, he could still bear the cynicism, and his psychological quality was not that fragile. But he still had to laugh at himself, "Suppressing emotions, this matter is getting easier and easier!"

"Luo Yuchen, let's answer this question now!" Sun Chengyou, the teacher on the podium during the economics class, suddenly said to the people below.

Luo Yuchen didn't hear anything in this class, and kept thinking about what happened before. No matter what, he couldn't figure out why what he experienced before was so real, as if he was immersed in it.

When Luo Yuchen heard that he was called, he stood up first and then slowly stood up from his seat. He looked around in panic and wanted to ask for help, but found that none of the classmates around him were familiar with him.

One was his friend. He could only think to himself: "What's the problem?"

"Luo Yuchen, you said you are a good art student, why should you come here to study economics? Wouldn't it be better to work on your art? You have to come here to mess around!" So Youcheng looked at the audience with their heads down.

Head, the silent Luo Yuchen said angrily.

"You see, he is the weirdo in our class. He doesn't usually talk to others, and he looks very gloomy!"

"He doesn't seem to have many friends, right? People around him basically don't talk to him much!"

"You don't know, he doesn't live on campus at all. He went directly to rent a house off campus. This is what I heard from others."

"..."

Listening to what the teacher said on the podium, the crowd below slowly began to boo, and gradually the entire classroom turned into a vegetable market, and "Luo Yuchen" began to become their topic.

"Quiet, are you still going to class?" Sun Youcheng shouted sharply, and suddenly, the entire class became silent.

Sun Youcheng looked at Luo Yuchen and sighed, shook his head and said, "Sit down!"

After school, in order to pay enough tuition for one semester, Luo Yuchen rushed to my usual place of work. He jogged all the way and came to a high-end restaurant out of breath. He opened the door and walked in. A man dressed in a

Wearing a suit, a slicked back hair, and leather shoes, he made a "dah-dah" sound from time to time as he walked, waiting for someone to walk quickly towards him.

"Hello, Brother Zhao, I came here to work today!" Luo Yuchen said with a very low posture and a respectful face.

"Hey, isn't this our busy man? Why does our pianist come to work in a small shop like ours now?" Zhao Yanshuang's tone was full of ridicule.

"Isn't it that those of us who engage in art just want to earn a living? And how can you be considered a small shop? I won't flatter you!" Luo Yuchen followed Zhao Yanshuang's words very wisely,

After all, as an orphan who is over 18 years old and has the ability to take care of his own life, he naturally has to think about himself, so he has developed a tactful way of doing things.

"Good boy, you can talk. Today's wages will be doubled. Not to mention that without you, our store would be a little colder!" Zhao Yanshuang's vanity was immediately aroused by Luo Yuchen, with a smile on his face.

Said generously.

"Thank you Mr. Zhao!"

Luo Yuchen worked as a temporary worker, so naturally he didn't earn that much money. Although he had talents, he was forced by life after all.

After Luo Yuchen finished work, it was getting very late at about eight or nine o'clock. He also overdrafted his salary for a month in advance and planned to go to another place, his "home!"

The street lamp was very long. Under the reflection of the lamp, Luo Yuchen's shadow was stretched very far. He had an indescribable feeling of loneliness!

The journey took about half an hour, and he finally stopped in front of a rusty gate. Although he had walked for so long, he did not feel tired, but felt like he was going home.

There is a red plaque on the door, but the writing on it seems to have been washed away by the rain, and some of the paint has peeled off, but you can vaguely see the words "Orphanage!"

The moon was setting in the west, looking uninterested. There was a bird chirping, a hoarse voice, it was a crow. The moon was dimmed by its cries. In the dusk of late autumn, I walked on a familiar path and saw only flowers.

The trees have withered, the leaves have dried up, the bare trees hang listlessly on the trunks, and the green grass in the past is now just a withered yellow.

"Is Xiaochen back?" An old voice came over, breaking the slightly sad atmosphere.

Luo Yuchen turned his head to look and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Grandma, I'm here to see you!"

An old woman is of medium height, wearing a pair of wide-rimmed glasses for myopia on her high nose. She has some wrinkles on her face and a few strands of white hair quietly growing on her head. She has a kind smile on her face.

"It's really Xiaochen! Aren't you supposed to be in school? Why are you here in your spare time?" The old woman's words revealed concern, and her eyes were full of love.

"I'm not here to see you. After all, you were raised by me and have lived here for so many years. It's good to come here often." Luo Yuchen slowly walked to his father's side, feeling a little emotional.

said. Then he took out a sum of money from his pocket, which was the salary he had advanced today, and stuffed it into the old woman's hand.

"Xiao Chen, what are you doing, why are you giving me money? You don't have to spend money to go to school, keep it for yourself!" The old woman wanted to return the money in her hand to Luo Yuchen.

"Grandma, I have money. I have the ability to make money. As for this money, you can buy something good by yourself. Don't save it. You don't have to worry about the school." Luo Yuchen pushed him back again, fearing that I would

Worried, he added another sentence.

"Xiaochen, you have grown up over the years. Don't be like you were when you were a child. Make more friends, you know?" When the old woman saw Luo Yuchen, she had a tough attitude and didn't know what to say, but then she became concerned again.

other things.

"I understand, grandma, don't worry, I'm not a child now, don't lecture me like you did before." Luo Yuchen said with a slight smile.

The two talked for a while before finally planning to say goodbye.

"Xiaochen, for a good life, we don't ask for anything else, we just want peace and safety."

Luo Yuchen had already turned around when he saw him, but when he heard a word of sincere concern, he couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart.

“I’m used to the gentleness of mass production, so I’m particularly attracted to the clumsy sincerity!!!”

The ending, what the ending will be like, cannot be guessed or understood, fate is always playing tricks on those ignorant people.

"At the end of the story, the flowers have not bloomed again, the swallows have not come back, and the people who met will never meet again!!"

It was really uncomfortable for me to write it! It completely reflected reality, but the more I wrote, the more excited I became, and I felt that everything happened very real, but in the end I was better than myself and continued to write.

[Leave happiness to yourself, leave sadness to readers!]

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