eyes outside the box

Duan Jiuze waited at the school gate for a while, and his girlish mother came out of the school.

It's just that Wang Qin, the mother of a sunny girl who loves to act like a baby in Duan Jiuze's impression, is standing beside Duan Jiuze with a vicissitudes of life at the moment. She only looks at Duan Jiuze tiredly, turns and leaves without saying a word.

Duan Jiuze hadn't had time to wonder when Wang Qin came to the school, seeing that Wang Qin had walked away for a short distance, he had to follow up first.

Along the way, Wang Qin didn't say a word, and didn't even look at what was on both sides of the road.It seems that except for walking, everything else is air.This made Duan Jiuze very uncomfortable.In the past, he always disliked the girl's voice, and always felt that a mother who was still acting like a baby was a bit noisy, but looking at the silent back in front of him, Duan Jiuze would rather be surrounded by the girl's voice.At least, it won't make him feel dull, even the air seems heavy.

And when Duan Jiuze followed Wang Qin back to his so-called home, he was still a little uncomfortable.

Although it can be seen that the house has been cleaned very hard, it is still small and dark.The peeling wall skin is so black that you can't see the original white edge of the wall, the small living room is completely backlit, and a potted flower in the corner that has withered for an unknown amount of time...

If it wasn't for his self-control, Duan Jiuze would probably turn around and leave.

This room, which is only about 50 square meters, is the home of Duan Jiuze and Wang Qin in this world. It originally represented the home of warmth, sunshine, and soft heart.

Wang Qin still didn't say anything, put down her bag, and went back to work in the kitchen.

Only Duan Jiuze was left, looking up and down the room like a stranger who came to this so-called home suddenly.

The sound of cooking came from the kitchen, and the sound of pots and pans touching.

Duan Jiuze walked to the door of the kitchen where there was no extra space. Looking at Wang Qin, who was covered in oily smoke, he unconsciously clenched his hands into fists.

He has never been so eager to change.

As if two strangers happened to live under the same roof, Wang Qin didn't talk to Duan Jiuze until he went to bed at night.Duan Jiuze didn't know how they got along before, but he wanted to change.

Change, change, change.At present, the only thing Duan Jiuze wants to do is to change.

For the next few days, Duan Jiuze tried his best to improve the scores of each subject first in the exam, and treated people exactly as he used to do - polite and distant, gentle and yet distanced.

So, after the first semester of the second year of junior high school, everyone in the school knew that there was a boy named Duan Jiuze in the second year of junior high school. In the second year of junior high school, some girls in the third year of junior high school even chased after him as male gods.The strange thing is that boys rarely have any ill will towards him.Duan Jiuze is a guy with good grades, good looks, good basketball and good football.Apart from not liking people hooking their shoulders, the boys also think that Duan Jiuze is a buddy who is easy to get along with.And following Duan Jiuze, I can always meet many girls who "encounter" by accident.

Duan Jiuze knew all these changes, but he also didn't.He was afraid that he would become a character in a certain book, either the protagonist or the villain.If it's a villain, it means how much aura you have now, and how bad you will fall in the future.If it is the main character, it is possible to open a harem in the future...

Duan Jiuze was lying on the bed in the small bedroom, with his hands behind his head, thinking about this question seriously.

But after a while, Duan Jiuze felt a little drowsy.In a daze, he felt like he was walking in a white mist.

"anyone there?"

In the white mist, besides Duan Jiuze, there seemed to be other people, but he couldn't see them.

After shouting for a while, Duan Jiuze finally saw a young couple in front of him.But he tried his best to go to the place of the young couple, but he couldn't get there no matter what.

The white mist, like a living monster, made him unable to touch anyone or anything he could see except the white mist.

A feeling of weightlessness struck, Duan Jiuze felt his feet twitch, and suddenly woke up.

This dream... seems familiar.

Duan Jiuze remembered that he had had this dream before he came to this world.The dream is also so white.There was also the young couple who had dreamed about it back then.The others...can't remember clearly for the time being.

Duan Jiuze shook his head, feeling that this dream was different from other dreams.But he couldn't tell where it was different, or where it manifested specifically.

There were two knocks from the bedroom door, followed by Wang Qin's inconspicuous girlish voice: "It's time to eat."

Wang Qin seldom talked to Duan Jiuze, and her voice was different from the lively young girl's voice in Yangguan in Duan Jiuze's memory.

Duan Jiuze secretly guessed that perhaps Yangguan's lively girlish voice had a lot to do with his daily life.Duan Jiuze’s former girlish mother is basically busy with her own affairs all day long. Drink tea with friends today, go shopping with her husband tomorrow, and play with flowers and plants at home the day after tomorrow. When she is in a good mood, or when she is inspired, she goes to the studio. draw in.When there is a festival, I will think of my own son, who is still acting coquettishly cute and talking nonsense at such a young age, just wants me to go back and see her. It would be better if I bring some small gifts to surprise her by the way .

And now...

Duan Jiuze looked at Wang Qin who was sitting across from him eating. She was exhausted. Maybe it was the difficulty of life, which took away her original vivacity. Tiredness made her gradually lose interest in speaking.

"Your teacher said that you have made great progress this semester. If you keep doing this, you will have a chance to be listed in No. [-] Middle School."

No. [-] middle school is a key high school. Except for those who are ignorant and pay a high price to get in, basically the last college entrance examination is a second-tier university.There are also many students who have received offers from famous universities abroad.

However, the cost of key high schools is generally not low.Especially when buying various materials, they are almost always bought by the dozen, and some also have various cram schools.

"It's the same in any school."

Looking at the calm Duan Jiuze, Wang Qin showed a complicated look for the first time, but in the end she didn't say anything.

During this winter vacation, Duan Jiuze first spent about ten days to finish his winter vacation homework, and spent one-third of the rest of the time in Internet cafes, and basically spent the remaining two-thirds in the library.

It was the first time Wang Qin saw that Duan Jiuze was so serious, and since the Chinese New Year was approaching, he probably got his salary, so he was very happy, and gave Duan Jiuze some money as pocket money.

Because there is no computer at home, Duan Jiuze can only go to the Internet cafe if he wants to check things.

Duan Jiuze was a little surprised that the company where his father worked did not exist.Although I just want to see if my father is the same as before.As for the company I worked for at the beginning, it appeared many years earlier than before, and it seems that it has developed well.

Duan Jiuze crossed his arms and thought, maybe God wants him to live a different life?Although after a long time, Duan Jiuze realized that there is nothing in heaven.

Walking into the library and looking at the rows of books, Duan Jiuze finally showed some joy.

He has no other hobbies except reading.Especially Gibran.

"Only love and death can change everything."

Hearing someone talking, Duan Jiuze raised his head sideways and looked at the boy who was slightly bent and standing behind him.

The boy is wearing a thick hooded sweater and dark blue jeans. Although it is cold winter, it gives people a clean and refreshing feeling.The boy was staring at the book in his hand at the moment, seemingly curious.

Seeing Duan Jiuze looking over, the boy scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I see you come here often, and you seem to like reading. By the way, my name is Yang Bowen."

Duan Jiuze had a good impression of Yang Bowen, so he smiled and nodded immediately: "Probably the same as you."

Before Yang Bowen could understand what Duan Jiuze said, he heard Duan Jiuze say, "I actually read this sentence..."

Before Duan Jiuze finished speaking, he heard the person reading at the next table cough.

Duan Jiuze blinked at Yang Bowen, the two smiled at each other, and they packed up their things and went out to the library to talk again.

"It is impossible for a man to reach the dawn except through the road of the night."

Yang Bowen chewed on this sentence for a while, and then said with some shame: "Your realm is relatively high."

Duan Jiuze shook his head: "I just..."

After talking about the beginning, Duan Jiuze paused again, but instead smiled: "It has nothing to do with the realm. It's just reading idle books for nothing."

When Duan Jiuze said this, Yang Bowen did not continue this topic, but introduced himself in detail.

"I'm in the first year of middle school attached to No. [-] Middle School. I'm thirteen this year. I'm a local. I like playing basketball, but I don't like Chinese and English very much. You like reading, right?"

Looking at this real 13-year-old boy and feeling the young vitality of the other party, Duan Jiuze suddenly felt that this is probably why, the same book, the same page, and the sentences he saw were different from what Yang Bowen saw.

"Duan Jiuze. No. [-] Middle School. Just reading to pass the time."

Duan Jiuze answered succinctly, but Yang Bowen didn't care. Instead, he smiled more happily.

For some reason, looking at Yang Bowen, Duan Jiuze felt real for the first time.Not to feel real to one's own existence, but to feel real to the world.

It was probably a subtle feeling that was hard to describe, and this feeling made Duan Jiuze feel relaxed.