Intertwined Dreams [Infinite]

Weng Ye is a social worker with ideals and ambitions. His highest goal at this stage is to work well, get a promotion and a salary increase, make a lot of money, and reach the peak of his life. To achieve this goal, he took the initiative to stay up late and work overtime every day, regardless of the strange looks from his colleagues. In the end, he was not appreciated by his leader, but he successfully worked overtime and developed a sleep disorder. … A colleague couldn't stand Weng Ye's panda eyes all day long. "Here, this is a calming tea unique to my hometown. Would you like to try it?" Panda himself, who was lying on his desk, looked up and saw a handsome male colleague looking at him with a smile on his face. "Thanks." Little did they know, this was the beginning of a nightmare. —— [We are the same kind] The evil god smiled and surrounded Weng Ye, wrapping him tightly "..." "Go away, I don't believe it." [It's true] The evil god blew into the young man's ear frivolously [Do you want me to prove it to you?] The hand with clear joints has touched the earlobe of the beautiful young man ambiguously. "..." "..." Want to ask Is this serious proof? Brother, do you want to be so ambiguous? ———————————————————— Village After a tiring day, Weng Ye fell asleep early today. He opened his eyes in a daze, only to find that he was in a familiar small mountain village. The gloomy sky, the old house surrounded by dead branches and weeds, the crows chirping in the sky from time to time, and the drizzle of light rain. … "Am I dreaming?" "My good grandson, why don't you go inside when it's raining?" Thoughts flashed for a moment, and an old and decaying hand handed over an umbrella. "Grandma?" Weng Ye turned back to look at the owner of the umbrella, his eyes twinkling. … Home After dinner, Weng Ye lay on the sofa and played with his mobile phone boredly. In the silent night, the mobile phone screen turned red inexplicably and the lights in the living room flickered. "Huh? Xiaoye, a guest is here. Go and open the door." A gentle voice sounded. Weng Ye blinked following the voice, turned to look at the "acquaintance" beside him, and paused. "Brother? When did you come back?" "I'm always here" "..." Strange It seems like I don't have a brother. … School It was dusk again, this time at school. His aching brain was awakened by a harsh sound. The messy classroom, books placed everywhere, happy graduation written on the blackboard, and familiar high school classmates all make Weng Ye feel like he has returned to the day he graduated from high school. "Hey - what are you doing here? The school gate is about to close." A tall and thin classmate wearing glasses said. Weng Ye still remembers that his name is Song Ping. … Weng Ye, who is in the classroom, has not yet noticed—— The sky that should have been the sunset was filled with a strange red color. The red color is twisted, as if it is squirming... … Purpose: The pursuit of happiness is everyone's right