Fugue

Chapter 1

Chapter.1

The first meeting between the two brothers of the Gan family did seem to be caught off guard.

In those days, Gan Luan was always restless.Wandering around, often walking out of the bodyguard's line of sight; regarding this, he thinks it's amazing, it's amazing.He walked without looking at the road, but every time he stopped and looked up, there was always one place: outside the walls of some strange residential area; about this, he felt very spooky, super depressed, and didn't know what to do.He had nothing to do with the land—yes, "Ben"—as it should have.

On a certain afternoon that made him feel very admirable, but also very ghostly, he and the haunted street met again after dusk.The golden sky is so far away and so high that it seems that the streetscape has no color, the wind doesn’t talk much, people are not in pairs, and only Gan Luan is left on this street; in fact, this road is very haunted, it is a frequent visitor to the local news, and there are always masks Xia, riding a motorcycle with horsepower and deaf ears, flew past passers-by, and the bag was gone.

So, Gan Luan took off the backpack, twisted it with his hands, dangled it, and ostentatiously passed through the market.

Whether there is a masked man, you can tell if you try it, as for whether the bodyguards are finished, you can also tell if you try it.

He never thought that God would be so kind to Gan Luan. After 5 minutes, he got the answer: there is a masked man, and the bodyguards are gone.

In an instant, Gan Luan lightened his hand, looked down and saw half of the bag was left alone in his hand, the motorcycle rolled up a pile of dead leaves and sped past, the masked man who got it held the bag, turned his head and threw it to Gan Luan Laughing wildly - this kid is still provocative.So Gan Luan gave the masked man a smile, and rushed over.

Gan Lan appeared at the moment Gan Luan rushed over.

Domestic chickens in the world (the masked man has never seen a pheasant), aside from the few mavericks, most likely have an instinct: if you rush into its sight, it will run for your life.Run so that the phantoms fly, the wind speed is tenth, the world champion——

The masked man felt like the chicken, and Gan Luan was the one chasing the chicken.The catching chicken has long legs and runs fast. The masked man is in danger, and he panics for a while, but the dragon head starts to make trouble for him, twisting yangko and drawing brackets on the spot, just not moving forward.The more urgent, the more chaotic, and those who are not chaotic are masters.The masked man is not tall, and he cannot touch the ground with both feet while riding a motorcycle, and his balance depends entirely on his face.Yangko's head twisted a few forward brackets, and it was very rare to straighten it. The masked man quickly accelerated, and at this moment, a person rushed out of the alley, bang!The impact of fate caught the masked man by surprise.The unlucky man couldn't even scream, he just lay down quietly, and the masked man also fell off his back, rolling his eyes in fright.

Gan Luan not far away didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

What you are laughing at is, let you wave, the way of heaven will reincarnate.

What is angry is that innocent people are implicated.

The masked man is to blame for his fall, but now that there are many victims, this is a just punishment that has stepped on flesh and blood, and there are always times when it is unclear what is right or wrong.If he plucked himself clean, Gan Luan would feel guilty.He always felt that the person lying unconscious on the ground was inextricably related to him.

Smiling for only a few seconds, without any hesitation, Gan Luan rushed over there.

Caught off guard, ran into Gan Lan.

Gan Luan thinks that this move has no purpose, as if looking up at night to find the stars, human beings always tend to attract things, it's all subconscious behavior.

But when the dark red dyed the young man's face, Gan Luan who was standing aside felt his heart was pinched again.The thing was probably afraid that it would not be able to jump again, so it struggled even more, the sound was deafening, and it exploded, even he could hear it.This feeling is very bad, very panic, as if this person was hit by him, so sad that I can't even take out my phone.

I spent the whole afternoon on my mobile phone, but at the critical moment, it buzzed and trembled, and my palms were sweating and slipping.It's an incoming call: Bian You.For the first time, Gan Luan used two hands to operate the mobile phone—this was too frustrating, really—grabbed the mobile phone with his left hand, which was not too trembling, tapped reject with his right hand, brought up the dial pad, and pressed the emergency number.

The other party told him not to hang up, and followed the instructions on the phone to give first aid, but Gan Luan finally remembered that the perpetrator hadn't escaped: "The situation is complicated, I have to call the police..."

The masked man was only slightly injured. After being inspected by the hospital, he was taken away by the police, and one of them was taken by the police: Gan Luan who followed the ambulance on a stretcher in a hurry.

After finishing the record, Gan Luan came out of the police station and walked back in a daze.The boy's bloody head flashed by, and his conscience was broken, and he turned around and slipped back to the hospital.Sometimes compassion is just a kind of self-comfort, but self-comfort is often the source of world rewards.When you go to meet someone, don't ever think: This is the last time anyway; you know, if you think about it, it will never be the last time.

Entering the ward, Gan Luan found the bed with his eyes fixed on him.The person lying on the bed didn't know whether he was in a coma or fell asleep, but he didn't wake up anyway.His face is pale, his eyelashes curled up, as if they were stroked with a small comb, the tails of his eyes are bent towards his ears, making his eyes look long, and the bridge of his nose is straight and high, giving this pretty face a heroic look, forming a kind of male and female boy feel.Gan Luan was in a daze, is this the person?After all, the last time they met, this unlucky man still had blood all over his face, making him unrecognizable.

There was a doctor standing at the end of the bed, who seemed to be writing medical records, but Gan Luan didn't bother.After the doctor finished writing, he asked first: "Who are you?"

This question is quite simple, but it is very complicated for Gan Luan right now.He could only ask back: "How is he?"

The doctor stared at Gan Luan, Gan Luan accepted the challenge, instead of looking at each other, he glanced at the nameplate of the other party, surnamed Qin.

Dr. Qin shook the medical records: "A moderate concussion, a crack in the left scapula, and other skin injuries."

Gan Luan was still thinking about how long he would have to recuperate from these injuries, and Doctor Qin said, "According to his condition, the injury on his shoulder doesn't seem to be caused by a car accident."

So it was the injury before the accident?Gan Luan really didn't pay attention to how the person appeared, he could only ask himself about this injury.

"What do you know? You should have asked him about these things, but..." Dr. Qin pointed at his head, his face a bit embarrassed.

Stupid? !

Gan Luan turned his head and left, like a person like the wind, but unfortunately the wind got stuck in half, Doctor Qin dragged him: "Why are you running?"

It's not that I really want to leave, it's just that I can't bear it for a while and want to escape.Gan Luan talked about what happened in the evening, but he didn't mention the reason why he chased the car.A moment of boredom attracts gangsters, and then chasing cars is amusing, causing passers-by to suffer. Isn't it a joke to tell the truth.

Doctor Qin thoughtfully, pointed at the person on the bed: "The victim." Then referring to Gan Luan: "Forced to persecute people indirectly?"

Gan Luan shook the broken bag in his hand, and the child in the next bed also nodded his head.A little girl was squatting not far away, staring at the unawakened boy who had washed his face without turning his eyes.

The doctor spread his hands and pointed at one side each: "Don't know each other?"

Gan Luan nodded heavily: "You're absolutely right." For a while, he met the aunt in the next bed.Countless times, every time the eyes met, the aunt would throw something to show her panic, the bones of the first one were not cold, and the one behind was desperate, so busy that several people followed to clean up, they were in turmoil, Gan Luan It is also regarded as straight hair.

Hanging the medical records on the bedside, Dr. Qin patted the shoulder of the young man in front of him: "His condition is not serious, it's just that he can't remember anything."

Hearing this, Gan Luan turned around again, like a person like the wind... But after two steps, he turned around and took a deep breath: "Can I change him to a single room first?"

On the way back after paying the toll, Gan Luan accidentally bumped into someone.The other party was wearing a mask, and his hair was so long that his face could hardly be seen.It seemed that he was also a patient, and suddenly stopped in the middle of the corridor while pushing the infusion stand, and was still in a daze after being hit.Gan Luan saw the boy being pushed out, apologized hastily, and trotted to catch up with the hospital bed.Turning around again: It's a pity that the back looks very strange, not as good as his face... Is it true that people with tear moles in the corners of their eyes will give people a similar impression?It was just a quick glance, but because of a mole, he had a subtle sense of familiarity with this person, and even reminded him of his little uncle whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

In my impression, the little uncle should be traveling in other places recently.But I haven't seen him much this whole year.Not only the little uncle, during this period of time, almost everything in the past seems to be separated from him by a layer of fog, and he has no idea.It's been a rough year.

Gan Luan went to fill out another form. The name could only be left blank, and the gender was written. He hesitated in the age column, and based on his impression, he tentatively wrote fifteen.High school students at most.

Back in the ward, Gan Luan thought about it, and asked knowingly, "Are you awake?"

The young man supported his head and turned to look at him, his eyes were bright, and two lines of water dripped down.

"Please don't sit up right away." Dr. Qin dragged Gan Luan aside: "His amnesia is temporary, and he can recover gradually. There should be no obstacles in daily life." A young man was stuffing something into his mouth, it looked quite metallic, and he turned his back on Daoguang.He snatched it quickly and found it was a mobile phone.

"Oh." Gan Luan raised his mobile phone to the doctor who swears by it: "This is the so-called common sense?" Does this thing look like it can be eaten? !What is "just amnesia", it sounds nice, but in fact it is still stupid!

Wait... cell phone?

He saw the doctor, the doctor shrugged, and then looked at the boy: "Is this yours?"

The boy shook the coat he was wearing, pointed at the zippered pocket, and said innocently, "I took it out from here."

This phone was the same model as his. Gan Luan turned on the screen and found that it had power. What was even more surprising was that it didn't have a lock screen password!Very good, he will reluctantly contact the family for this fool...but when he clicked on the address book, Gan Luan was stunned.

There are only two people in the address book: father and brother.

It's so clean, it's so clean.But right now there is no time to worry about this kind of thing - so, he has indirectly harmed others, so, should he call his father over, the chance of being beaten is higher, or should he call him brother?

Swiping up and down a few times with his finger, he clicked on "Dad" randomly, glanced at the number and found it familiar, but before the idea came to fruition, Gan Luan put the phone to his ear: "Hello, the number you dialed is an empty number. "

He hung up directly.

"What are you looking at me for? The doctor is asking you a question." As if breaking someone's secret, Gan Luan said guiltily, "What's your name, do you remember now?" He just repeated the doctor's question, maybe even asked Didn't realize anything.Relying on inertia, Gan Luan called that brother again.

"I...? I..." The boy hesitated and said with difficulty, "My name is Gan...Gan...Gan Lan."

"What?" Gan Luan seemed to hear something very familiar—to be precise, it was a word that sounded very similar to his name.

At this moment, a numbness came from the side of his thigh: the phone in his pocket vibrated.

"and many more."

This is a call from an unknown number.Normally, Gan Luan would not answer, but today is special, what if the police call?So he took it.

Move the mobile phone attached to the right ear slightly away, and stick the mobile phone to the left ear.

The boy next to him cleared his throat, "My name is Gan Lan."

"Your name is...Gan Lan?" It was only a little bit behind, but Gan Luan still clearly heard his own voice coming from the cell phone in his other hand:

"Your name is...Gan Lan?"

This echo made him feel empty in an instant, all doctors and wards disappeared.He was holding two mobile phones hanging in the clouds, with no one to rely on, only Gan Lan and himself.Flowing clouds roll away from under your feet, there is no way forward or backward, only deep darkness.Threats are like vines rising from the abyss, coiling their feet, and they will fall if they take a step forward; the premonition keeps piling up, casting him and the young man in the shadow, and they will collapse if they take a step back.

Same surname, similar first name, and store named brother, his number.

A young man with amnesia who is unfamiliar and still curious, without knowing why.

This is the worst... joke in the world?

#yes yes yes yes!Do you want to know who it is... (being beaten up)

#Next chapter preview:

"The top is also the bottom of the tree, Luan of the Luan tree." He repeated after Gan Luan, like an elegantly searching wild cat, nimbly crawled to the end of the bed, disregarding the coat that slipped halfway, only loving the person in front of him.The young man suddenly flirted with his upper body, grabbed Gan Luan's naturally hanging left hand, clasped both hands, and raised them up to his chin line, his eyes were filled with tenderness: "I like you."

The author has something to say:

#yes yes yes yes!Do you want to know who it is... (being beaten up)

#Next chapter preview:

"The top is also the bottom of the tree, the Luan of the Luan tree." He repeated after Gan Luan, like an elegantly searching wild cat, nimbly crawled to the end of the bed, disregarding the coat that slipped halfway, only loving the person in front of him.The young man's upper body was suddenly flamboyant, half of his white waist was exposed, and a groove was sunk in the middle, stretching into the thin hospital gown.Then his back straightened up, and the thin clothes swayed around his waistline, trying to cover it up.Gan Lan grabbed Gan Luan's naturally hanging left hand, clasped her hands together, and raised them up to her jawline, her eyes submerged in an extremely obedient manner: "I like you."

#Release Notes:

Writing this article started in July 2015. I have experienced many changes in character settings, major revisions, plot adjustments, and even overturning and restarting. During this period, I crashed and hit the wall countless times (...), but I never thought of giving up.I have been coding intermittently for more than two years. At present, the progress of the full-text manuscript deposit is 7%, and the serialization should start after the manuscript deposit is completed, which is 37%.

The reason why Chapter 1 was released suddenly is that there is indeed such a story, which is still alive and is still trying to live.

——Mine于2017年10月26日18:39:00

——Still struggling with Chapter.38, I decided to check in once after coding a chapter.