Jiu Yan

Just like a general parading, these people are performing various trade-offs before my eyes.

Except for the hunchback, everyone here has only interests with me.

My heart is full of apologies to him, for his current situation, even if I look back and care about it, I can't do it...

I have struggled countless times in my heart, sadness, fear, these are nothing at all, as long as the plan can be realized, I will risk my life...

Uncle Rong and his party have already cleaned up all the big men. Obviously, the trick they used against the hunchback is not very effective on Uncle Rong and the others. The woman frowned, and the two men around her immediately went up to her.

This will definitely be a fierce battle, but unfortunately I don't want to watch it anymore, and I won't see it anymore. So many things came together in my mind. After more than half an hour, I finally showed my first expression to that woman.

With this smile, she was a little surprised.

She must have been surprised that she couldn't read my heart, but my voice could directly appear in her mind. Of course, the information she read made her beautiful face instantly terrified.

The moment I pulled out the knife, what I saw was him...

Blood gushes out...

tears...

face full of sadness...

Heartbreaking eyes to see...

Can't believe it anyway because I...

However, facts are facts...

The first step of the plan came true...

The first pump of blood splashed onto the nearby rock wall, and in an instant, even before they collapsed out of my body, the rock wall began to change, and countless light spots began to gather towards the blood...

I have fallen in a pool of blood, to be precise, I was caught before I fell, so fast that the rest of the blood did not drip to the ground, but was directly surrounded by these beams.

I, fell into the arms of a person surrounded by these beams, and that person was covered with my blood...

The pain of the wound has been completely overwhelmed by the pain in the brain...

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The father lit a long strip of fireworks for the older child, only to hear a squeak, and the beautiful sparks printed the girl's happy face.

Suddenly, with a bang, a flame jumped out of the fireworks, and as the fireworks bloomed in the sky, the girl's smile became even brighter.

The mother watched with the younger children, and the two had happy smiles on their faces.

After a while, the fireworks were over, and my sister threw the let off fireworks aside with a bit of regret, and ran into the house to find new toys. Fireworks, imitating my sister, pointing the fireworks to the sky, and shouting "Jiujiujiu, bangbai!"...

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After going through such vicissitudes, the most longing and precious thing is the original intention of having good expectations for everything like a child...

Unfortunately, in the face of time, everything will be obliterated...

A face with no expression on the world, a heart that has no ripples on the world...

At that moment... I saw his heart...

At that moment... I felt his pain...

At that moment... I thought of him...

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"This...this...my lord...you can eat some fruit..."

He didn't know what to say.

In a panic, he handed over the newly picked fruit.

Then bowed his head and waited silently.

But after a while, there was no movement from the man in white.

Apparently, the kneeling person started to get nervous.

I even seemed to hear his thumping heartbeat.

"My lord, I know you don't need to eat, but look, how beautiful this fruit is. I think it is a happy thing for a person to be able to eat delicious food while alive. Feel the blessings of nature with your taste buds... "

Before he finished speaking, suddenly, the man in white turned his head: "Are you following me again?"

"Ah... um... I know you will recover, but... it's really been a long time this time... I can't help but start to worry... besides, it's been almost half a month, and the wind and the sun are blowing... You just lie here alone ...I really..."

The man in white sat up slowly, and for a while, the other party didn't know what to say.As soon as the man in white looked at him, he immediately lowered his head reflexively.

After a while, the man in white took a fruit from his hand.

I saw it, it was a small one, not very red, it could even be said to be a little blue.

"Ah, my lord!" The man quickly picked up a big and red one and handed it over: "This tastes good!"

The man in white smiled.

"It is not necessary to taste the best. The most important thing for people is hope. At any time, as long as there is good hope, life will be happy no matter how hard it is..."

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That's right, at that time, this was already the biggest pain in his heart. Compared with other lives in the world, his life was more like a burden...

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No, how do I know this?

This must be a dream, or a hallucination, or another near-death experience of mine...

When I wake up and see the hunchback and see the fat man, it will all be back to normal.Or, I'll never wake up again...

and many more……

I have to wake up, it's part of my plan...

The moment I think of the word plan, I feel like I feel the cold winter...

I paused at this one, as if thinking about it, but I couldn't feel any thinking.

I immediately sorted out my thoughts on this.

Sometimes people are always bound by various things. I can’t do this, and I can’t do that. At this time, I suddenly realized that the problem is all my own. As long as I don’t care, it’s all right?Why do you always have to be a good person?Why do you always have to be bound by various moral norms?

Can't I be a villain?Occasionally, there is a thought that I am a villain, which can free myself from so many things and do what I want to do. Perhaps, only what I really want to do is the right thing and the really useful thing .

So many people, like ants, go to work every day, go home after work, don't know what is the meaning of themselves, don't know their true pursuit, let alone the meaning of life.

The experience of these few months and these few days may be more than the average person's lifetime.But what did I learn from it?

I have been in contact with heroes so many times, and every time I have direct physical contact, my head will be extremely painful. This should be full of memories, and it is full of memories, which will make the brain explode like pain.

I must have had an extraordinary relationship with him.

This relationship may be so complicated that I can't even believe it.

But where do these relationships come from?

I just met him not too long ago, is it the previous life?No!How can you fool yourself with such a superstitious statement?

Consciousness, my consciousness, may not only be mine, or my own as I know it.

Maybe like this bloodline, so many consciousnesses handed down from ancient times can be stored in me as a carrier.

He, most likely too.

However, he must be a much more advanced existence than me.

That's all I can speculate at the moment.

The heart of the man in white in the dream is so similar to him, they are likely to be the same consciousness.

I can empathize so much with the state of mind of the follower in the dream, and it is very likely that we are the same consciousness.

Perhaps, in ancient times, these two consciousnesses had already had a deep bond.

Helpless, the vicissitudes of time, the appearance does not show a trace of aging, how lonely this is...

Among so many fragments of memories, my consciousness has changed many faces, birth, old age, sickness and death, sufferings in the world, various experiences...

And he, with the same face, is imposing...

However, every time the eyes meet, I can always see the deep loneliness...