Rebirth of the Lost Me

In this season, there is always a sudden shower of rain, which disturbs people's tranquility.Yang Qing woke up when the rain just started to fall, the weather was still hot and hot, even at night he didn't feel cold, just when he was about to go back to the dormitory, the rain suddenly became heavy with crackling noises.After a while, lightning pierced the sky, and Yang Qing was so frightened that he sat back down again.

Yang Qing was afraid of this kind of thunderstorm, and he didn't dare to stand up because he had experienced this kind of weather when he was a child. The thunder and lightning hit the house 20 meters away from him, and the fire couldn't be extinguished even by the heavy rain. The house was burnt to nothing.From then on, Yang Qing began to be afraid of this kind of weather, and every time he encountered it, he didn't even dare to move.

He was sitting right next to the door, there was a lot of thunder, and the sound of rain was also very loud, and there was too much rain, all of which flowed in through the crack of the door, but Yang Qing seemed to be unable to feel it, and still sat there, but he held his body tight. He shrunk tightly, he had a lot of flesh on his body, and the movement of hugging his knees was a bit difficult.

Yang Qing once thought that there is someone who can hug him and comfort him when he is afraid. He is only a human being and needs the care of others.

Yang Qing emptied his mind, and a certain idea came to mind again.

Yang Qing doesn't understand why people should live. They spend their whole life running around for food, clothing, housing, and transportation, and are sad about the little things in life. In the end, everyone walks on the same road to death. If this is the case, why do people have to live so tiredly?Wouldn't it be nice to die early?

It rained for more than an hour, Yang Qing just sat there for more than an hour, the air in the afternoon became cool, Yang Qing went to wash his face, and went to the dormitory.

The students in the dormitory slept soundly, and no one was woken up by the thunder. Yang Qing was very envious, and went back to bed, covering his head tightly with the quilt, but on this midsummer night, the first night he came back, Feeling cold to the bone.

Before being reborn, Yang Qing was alert, often the sound of the wind at night would wake him up, and even a little light would make him unable to sleep again.The same is true for him after rebirth, no matter how tired his body is, and his genius is dim, he will wake up.

In summer, it dawns early, and the rain has not stopped, and it has turned into a drizzle, so even if it is dawn, it is still cloudy outside.

Yang Qing had already forgotten the school schedule, and he didn't know what time it would be until the wake-up time, so he waited for the school's wake-up bell.Yang Qing, who had been hungry for two meals, also felt that he didn't have much strength in his body. The boy was in the development stage, and he would be hungry if he didn't eat a meal, not to mention that it was almost a whole day since the last time he ate.

In the past, students would go to the playground to do exercises after getting up and wash up, and then go back to the classroom for morning self-study, and then it was time for dinner.But it was still raining now, so the students went to the classroom to start a day of study.In fact, most of the students are still children. It is impossible for them to calm down and read carefully when the teacher is not around. Most of them are chatting with three or two people.There are very few people who read books, and people in small towns do not have the sense of competition of people in big cities, and most of them live their lives in a muddle.

Yang Qing searched for him yesterday, and he has more than [-] yuan. It's all until Thursday, and he can go home tomorrow. The money is enough for this school.Prices in the small town are not high, so even if things in school are more expensive than outside, they are not much higher. Yang Qing hasn't eaten for nearly a day, and his chest is already hungry.This body is not like the previous life, it still has a desire for food, instead of being unable to eat anything no matter how hungry it is.

The moment he took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, Yang Qing thought he would spit it out like in his previous life. The smell of the meat melted in his mouth. Yang Qing didn't feel any discomfort in his body. At that moment, he was happy like a real child.

Yang Qing's class one and five in junior high school is the worst class among the five classes in the whole grade. This kind of thing also did not follow the students' opinions, and arranged the seats arbitrarily, and kept the students behind when school was over at noon, and asked to change seats before going to eat.

Zhang Rin was still placed at the back door, and what Yang Qing heard behind Zhang Rin's name was his own name, thinking that nothing had changed, and he was at the same table with Zhang Rin again.

"It's you, I thought the teacher wouldn't arrange for me to be at the same table!"

Zhang Rin was at the back door of the classroom, he didn't have to move his desk, but Yang Qing had to move his desk from the window to the back door, and there were students in the classroom who didn't want anyone else, so the journey was hard to imagine.At this time, Zhang Rin came to help him move the table.In Yang Qing's previous life, when he was in college, he had been thinking about it. In fact, it is not surprising that he would like Zhang Rin. This small move by Zhang Rin may not be a big deal, but it is enough to make him stand out among a group of students.

Yang Qing tried to express his gratitude to Zhang Lin with a smile, but the corners of his mouth could only outline a smile that could not be seen without looking closely. Yang Qing packed his books by himself. In fact, his things were not in a mess, but his obsessive-compulsive disorder made him It is very uncomfortable not to put things neatly.

"Yang Qing, you can tidy up later, go eat with me first!"

"I'm not hungry."

"Qing'er, it's mom and dad who are sorry for you. Mom and dad can't live anymore. You're too old to live with your dad. My younger brother is still young and can't live without mom. Qing'er, mom Qian will call you every month. On the card, buy more food and clothing for yourself, if you don’t have enough, ask mom! I’ll come back to see you when mom gets better, Qing’er, don’t blame mom!”