Long shed for thousands of miles

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When the passenger plane disappeared at the end of the runway, Ji You suddenly realized, and he chased the direction of the plane.

He doesn't know what kind of existence he is now, undead?consciousness?He has finally obtained the omnipotent ability from the sky to the earth, but he admires himself in the world. No matter how prosperous the area is, he will always be in another time and space, watching the world with cold eyes.

After arriving in Harbin, where should he find Wen Xue? He only knew that Wen Xue went to Harbin Institute of Technology for further studies, but he didn't know where he would go after graduation.

Ji You moved in a daze. Someone in the Han Dynasty once left a poem.

In the world of life, suddenly like a traveler.

Like a conscious ghost, he followed the passenger plane and landed in Harbin, and walked out of the airport with a large number of people carrying luggage. He was not so lucky this time, and missed a train going to Harbin Institute of Technology.

Ji You walked around the airport, and the airport is indeed a place where all kinds of people gather.

There are beautiful women walking in high-heeled shoes, ordinary women dragging their children, and more men hurrying with briefcases. Their eye sockets are sunken, and their eyes are black and blue.

Many similar people passed each other, but they didn't pay attention to each other.

When Ji You was wandering aimlessly, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Yes, I'm bongding with a client..."

Ji You couldn't hear what was said later.

He is very familiar with this voice, it is the person he loves, Wen Xue's mother, Wen Ruyi.

Like thousands of mothers in the world, she hates the entanglement between her son and Ji You, but her approach is more extreme.

I had a good talk with Ji You, and wept in pain at the door of Ji You's house, and almost dug out my heart to him, just to buy him out.

It can be said that Wen Ruyi is such a strong and capable woman, but Ji You has seen her fragile and soft side as a mother.

Fortunately, she finally opened her mind and realized that she had to start with her son. Wen Xue walked away, and Ji You didn't complain at all.

Finally, he died in a foreign country, and the Wen family is now in peace.

But Wen Ruyi didn't know about it yet, no matter how powerful Lu Xiaofu was, he couldn't find Wen's family, let alone avenge him.

Ji You couldn't tell what he was thinking, he followed Wen Ruyi step by step.

He guessed that if he followed Wen Ruyi, he would be able to meet Wen Xue.

I saw Wen Ruyi went out of the airport to hail a taxi, got in the taxi and reported the location.As a woman over [-] years old, she has indeed taken better care of herself. The taxi driver kept looking at her in the rearview mirror and politely called her Miss.

After Wen Ruyi sat down, she took out her mobile phone not long after, ignoring the work dialog windows that popped up on the screen, and made a call directly.

Ji You saw with sharp eyes: Wen Xue.

"Wen Xue, I just came back from a meeting in Shanghai, are you at home? I'll go over now, let's have dinner."

Wen Ruyi always spoke to her son in an uncompromising tone, and Ji You only heard a short "I am" on the phone when Wen Ruyi said "Are you at home?"

Then Wen Ruyi hung up the phone, put the phone back in her bag, and leaned on the back seat with her eyes closed.

Ji You stared at her cell phone without speaking.

Why don't you say a few more words?

Once Ji Youren died, he lost his face. Originally, the person he loved the most during his lifetime was Wen Xue. Why don't people think about it after death?I haven't contacted him for five years to hear what happened to his voice?

Ji You kept spinning in front of Wen Xue, so angry that she wanted to stomp her feet.

It's a pity that it's useless for him to be angry.

After calming down, Ji You stopped spinning around, and carefully recalled the "in" on Wen Xue's phone.

In the.

It’s like a child playing with a hard-earned candy. He must first pinch the candy wrapper to lick the exposed part, and then put it in his mouth. After a while, he has to look in the mirror to see what color it has become. Only then swallowed it sadly.

"Wen Xue..."

Ji You spoke, and his voice echoed in the unknown space in a low voice, no one could hear him, what he wanted him to hear couldn't be heard, and what he didn't want him to hear still couldn't be heard.

At the same time, Ji You's rented home is being turned upside down.

Half of the quilt was on the floor, half of it was dying on the bed, and many notebooks and physical books were scattered all over the floor, winding from the bedroom to the living room.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo . tears.

Lu Xiaofu opened every file of Ji You, but Ji You didn't have a USB flash drive, everything was in the computer.

I saw a folder named "Thousands of miles to build a long shed", added the title of the book, clicked in, and there were indeed countless word documents.

It seems that this is what Ji You said, and he is writing an article recently.

Lu Xiaofu clicked on the document marked chapter 1, temporarily restrained his tears, and wiped away his tears, because he could only read the words on the screen clearly with his eyes closed.

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Chapter1

On Qixi Festival, I intend to tell a story about hearing the sad listener cry—just kidding, it’s a vulgar love story that I like to hear and see with a low intention.

My name is Ji You, excellent Yu, excellent Yu, uh, female. You's Yu.

I am a very bad person. I have been a very bad person since I was a child. I am not a genius like Zhong Yong who has little ambition, is long and unknown, and eventually dies with the grass and trees. I am a complete garbage. Except for a good eye for picking people, everything else is a mess. .

Speaking of me and my lover, that is a relatively long story that runs through my entire life. Although I am not sure how much of my life is left, I am sure that my life has been fully dedicated to this person.

His name is Wen Xue.

I have been obsessed with snow since I was a child. I was born in the south, and I rarely see snow. Occasionally, the sky will show mercy, and it will snow in the south, which makes me suffer.

I once played in the snow halfway and was two hours late for school. I also held the snow without letting go, and thus won the second-level frostbite lifetime award.

But I just like snow, although the snow in the south is not as grand as the north, and it is not as snow-covered as written in the poem.

Instead, it fell sporadically, and the fate was even worse. It either fell among the grass and mixed with spider webs, or hung on the corner of the eaves and could not be touched, and finally covered the ground with a layer of white gauze. It was smashed to pieces by your footsteps coming and going, and every footstep hole was filled with black and yellow soil.

Also, I really like people with Xue in their names.

Of course, not everyone likes it, like "Cui Xue" and "Xue Hui", they are all tacky.

In high school, my dad paid a lot of money to get me into a prestigious high school.

Within two months of school, someone told me:

Ban Wenxue next door seems to be very interested in you, and even asked for your contact information.

yo ho.I am proud.

Although I enter the head teacher's office every other day on average, visit the Political and Education Office on average once every two weeks, and have been named and criticized twice at the morning exercise meeting so far, I still can't hide my face, temperament and figure.

Sure enough, a girl noticed Xiaoye so soon.

I whistled, waved my hand and said, "Stop talking, hang her!"

Although the words were released in this way, I have never been chased by a girl since I was a child. I only kicked someone's stool spontaneously in junior high school, flicked someone's underwear belt, and got teary and angry in her eyes. When rushing back, he touched his face.

When I got home that day, I looked in the mirror for a long time with guilt and pride.

Tsk, this face is rough but still fair.The eyebrows, which have not been trimmed, are moderate in color and not too thick.The eyes are not big but long and pay off.

I looked at myself in the mirror for a long time, and collapsed in frustration.

No matter how you look at it, you are a little boy.Thinking that I, Uncle Ji, is famous all over the school, but I have a face that is not manly at all.

But fortunately, there are still girls who have taken a fancy to me, and they will dye it another day to keep the middle score, and he can be regarded as a handsome Korean guy.

I feel beautiful again.

Wen Xue in the class next door seemed to have a soft spot for me, and people kept telling me that she was asking for information about me.

I felt itchy, and pretended to pass by their class a few times, and took a few glances inside, wanting to see if there was anyone who was particularly beautiful, maybe it was that Wen Xue.

Unfortunately, no.

But a few times down, I found a handsome guy in their class, tall and long-legged, who often writes by the window.That face is so simple, it looks like a person cut out from an online picture. If you change clothes, you can go on the red carpet and win the highest appearance award or something-who cares if there is such an award.

At first I passed by the class next door, looking for the chick who regarded me as the girl of my dreams, but later I passed by their class and looked at that handsome guy with green eyes.

"With such a handsome guy by my side, there's no reason to still look at me."

I suspected that I was broken in love, and my status was offline for several days.

Until one day, I grabbed my deskmate and asked, "Hey, that Wen Xue, why haven't you heard of it recently?"

Look, the young man is always anxious.

The same table is a beast in clothes full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, male thieves and female prostitutes, I saw him pushing his glasses and said: "Who knows, maybe you have been teasing people's appetites, and people's temper has come up, who is not a little princess, besides It's not like you don't know... There is a handsome guy in their class, I heard that his surname is also..."

"Okay, okay! Who doesn't know that there is a handsome guy in their class, and I have seen it several times when I passed by." I interrupted him angrily, and I didn't want to listen to it at all.

"A handsome guy is not suitable for everyone, right? For example, she was destined to be an extraordinary person when she first fell in love with me." I said brazenly, and my deskmate seemed to have reservations about my words, because he lowered his head, I went to read in silence.

There is a reason why I am particularly obsessed with this Wen Xue, whom I have never met before.

Because although I am in good condition, I have been kept away by the opposite sex since I was a child because of various character performances that symbolize masculinity.

Just when I suspected that if I went on like this, I would fall in love with the exterminator of the political and educational department who met every two weeks, suddenly someone picked up my pearl, or a piece of rough jade, from the vast sea.

Men, it is unavoidable to be proud of it.

Although I am not very interested in women at present, and I am not ready to have a girlfriend, but the other me in my body has already drawn up a blueprint to marry her and have children in the future.

Of course, the premise is that this woman is pretty enough. I like long hair, but I don’t like girls with four eyes. I don’t need breasts, but I have to have a thin waist. Isn’t there a saying that the king of Chu has a thin waist.

Whenever I proudly advertise how good women with thin waists are, I put myself in the role of the king of Chu, as if I am also the king who has many beauties.

But just when I was planning these happily, that Wen Xue suddenly disappeared.

After realizing this, I began to regret that I was fooling others, and I naturally thought of the handsome guy writing by the window in my mind.

I don't understand why I've been thinking about him so often recently, but when I think that Wen Xue might really be like the brothers said, and finally fell in love with that handsome guy, I can't get angry.

I don’t know if it’s out of anger at my incompetence, or because my head turned my imagination into reality. When school was over that day, when I walked out of the school with my bag in my hands, I took a sip before the security guard rolled my eyes as usual. .

This crime is so serious that the security guard immediately raised his eyebrows and wanted to criticize me.

But the young master didn't have time to pay attention to him right now, because when he turned his head, he saw the handsome guy from the class next door who was also carrying a bag. He was tall and could be seen by the crowd at a glance, with no expression on his face.

Bah, what to pretend.

However, after looking at him closely, I realized that this guy is not pretending to be handsome, he is really handsome.In desperation, I quickly turned my head and spit, hypnotizing myself not to think about it.

That person passed by me, and originally wanted to avoid him and walk away, but the person was so undead that he brushed past my shoulder.

"!!!"

I jumped up, without even thinking about it, I grabbed him, um, this feeling is different from the weak chicken that my master used to grab and beat.

You need a reason to find fault.

Although I have been in the rivers and lakes for many years, I have found more faults than I have eaten, and most of them are unreasonable, but in order to prove that I am not a boring person with psychological defects, it is better to find a reason to prevaricate my parents and teachers. needs.

Just say he hit me.

I had a plan in my heart, but I quickly thought, why not say that he robbed my girlfriend?

No, no, falling in love is also against the rules, this is a bad policy, it should be used as a last resort.

Looking for an excuse, I slowly tightened my hands, and asked sharply:

"Why are you looking for a girlfriend?!"

Something was wrong, I froze for a while.It seems that "why did you hit me" and "why did you steal my girlfriend" were mixed together, so the human brain is really a strange thing sometimes...

But it's not a big problem, I clasped him like iron tongs, and put one hand in my pocket neatly, waiting to see what he had to say.

The poker face slowly turned to face me and looked me over.

How about it, not as tall or as strong as you, but very intimidating, isn't it?I've been around for so many years, the look in my eyes is not just for bragging.

After the handsome guy looked at me all over, he immediately turned his head, as if he wouldn't leave me for a second, and sneered: "I don't have a girlfriend, and, besides, are you Ji You? I'm not interested in you. "

At that moment, I suspected that my ears were ringing.

But it didn't. The alumni around him walked over one after another, and they looked at this place without saying a word, and the man also moved his steps, as if he was about to leave.

In an instant, I wished the well-being of the eighteen generations of his ancestors. If I had three-foot-long hair, it would definitely stand upright like a thunderbolt.When I spoke again, I almost bit my tongue.

"Are you|fuck, are you sick? I'll go, your brain is flooding—who the hell is interested in you."

He turned his head and looked at me from top to bottom with pity, and smiled coldly:

"That's right, isn't it you who come to see me for various reasons every day?"

"...!"

Just as I was digesting this sentence, he didn't look back at him like a poor bug.

As if a thread had been blown in my brain, I tied my tongue and said, "You... what are you talking about you..."

I want to prove that I'm not a pervert, and I want to trample on his high air.

In a few seconds, I opened my mouth several times in vain, but I couldn't find the most lethal words to blow him into cannon fodder.

I seemed to catch a little bit of inspiration between the electric light and the flint, and I was so angry that my face was flushed, and I almost couldn't catch my breath, let alone right and wrong.

Isn't your kid dating Wen Xue?I, I want to be nice to her!

I took a big step back, and after pulling away from him, I stiffened my neck, my voice was more than twice as loud as usual, and I yelled passionately:

"Stop dreaming, I already have my own heart! The people I like are, Ming, Wen, Xue—" proudly not letting go of every expression on his face, I mustered all my energy and roared:

"I like Wenxue!!"

Many years have passed, and I still remember how tragic and loud I yelled at that time, so much so that when I think back to that day, my matador-like voice still hits the eardrums, and the passing alumni can no longer control it, and they have He stopped in his tracks and looked at me with eyes full of shock.

Surrounded by many gazes, I met his amber eyes, raised my eyebrows provocatively, and asked him:

"how?"

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Move the mouse to the upper right corner, and hastily clicked the left button dozens of times. Lu Xiaofu almost closed the document named chapter1 hastily.

Lu Xiaofu still didn't think it was enough for the gray desktop that was exposed like the backbone of the earth, and nervously tapped the power button a few times, but the screen didn't turn black.

She trembled uncontrollably, and finally grabbed the laptop screen and "snapped" it to cover it on the keyboard. Only then did she touch some mechanism, and the red light on the laptop jumped and turned into a black screen.

After a long time, she opened the notebook again with trembling hands, staring at the pitch-black, mirror-like screen, and remained silent in a daze. Gradually, she saw tears pooling in her eye sockets on the screen.

She stretched out her hand to wipe it until the palms and backs of her hands were wet, then she bent down and hugged Ji You's broken notebook very preciously.

"..." Something was murmured in his mouth.

Others may think that she is missing Ji You who passed away like a relative, but it is not the case.

Lu Xiaofu pressed his face to the computer, gritted his teeth, and there was a hatred in his eyes that didn't belong to a 17-year-old girl, as if he was chewing on the name:

"Wen Xue...Wen Xue——"