[Comprehensive]Extremism

Summer is very long because the days are very long. If he hadn't learned geography, Long Island Green would definitely think that things like time expand with heat and contract with cold.Sometimes I feel that summer is very short, or that it is very short regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter.The good days are fleeting, and when I come to my senses and want to catch them, I can only catch the memories full of hands.

In the few months after returning to the past, Changdao Lu gradually discovered that her previous life was really not life, and she was indifferent to everything, as if the whole world had nothing to do with her.

You say, I answer; if you don't say, I will naturally not take the initiative to speak up.This was Long Island Green's past life, her whole life.

Presumably God has taken care of him very much, Chang Dao Lv suddenly thought so while sitting on the window sill.

There are many reasons why life is too heavy. Happiness or pain is fleeting. When you want to change, you find that the opportunity has already passed you by. How many people look forward to rewriting the past every day and living again with regret? once.It's just that this kind of luck doesn't happen to everyone.

It is impossible to have another childhood; it is impossible to have another junior high school or high school; it is impossible to have another first love; it is impossible to have the joy, happiness, sadness, and pain of the past.Yesterday, the last second, it is impossible to go back.Life is an out-of-print movie that cannot be played back. If you do not direct well, you are a loser.

Changdao Lu naturally knew that if she passed in such a muddle this time, she would have no chance to change.She thought that she could live under the protection of her parents for her whole life, even if she lost this big umbrella to shelter her from wind and rain, she could live a good life, but the reality told her that the past self was just an obsession For the prisoner who shuts himself in the cage of the good world.

Now that I think about it, I can only get a sneer.Perhaps such a self, being locked up in a mental hospital, has nothing to refute.

In this life, what does she want to do, what should she do?

I never care whether I will be excellent or poor in the future, I just feel that enjoying the happiness of every day is the most important thing.You don't need to be an excellent and perfect person all the time, you just need to live a unique life that belongs only to Long Island Green.

This is the dream of Long Island Green.No longer obsessed with what school you must be admitted to, what kind of person you must be, and what kind of work you must do. There are too many accidents in a person's life, and those who really successfully achieve their dreams are really a minority .

How can it be possible to move forward while living in the bright future that I have built with a trace of fantasy in my hands?

A bright and splendid tomorrow is built on a forgotten past and a rational mind.Only by letting go of past failures and sorrows and countless beautiful fantasies about the future can you live a better life.

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While yawning, Long Island Green dragged out a large number of machines from the car in a drowsy state.Yesterday I didn’t know why I was cramping, and I sat on the window sill in the middle of the night thinking about life. When I realized it, I found that I was completely hung upside down on the window sill by Nigu who walked in unconsciously. outside.

After finally moving all the machines safely to the correct position, Nagashima Green began to consult with Mai, who was standing beside her and recorded the temperature of each room, about today's tasks.

Mai rubbed her temples depressed, and said slowly: "The client this time is a brother and sister from junior high school who are about the same age as Xiaolu. They said that there are always strange noises coming from the house recently, and there are always strange noises in the yard. Books that do not belong to my home will suddenly appear, and in the middle of the night I can faintly hear the cry of a child, I asked a mage to ask, but the other party said that if this house is not despiritualized as soon as possible, the family will definitely encounter disasters or something.”

"It's so weird... Is the client actually a middle school student?"

"Well, it seems that my parents didn't believe in such things, but my sister seemed to be very scared, so she found us accompanied by my brother."

"That's it..." Long Island Green nodded, stretched out his hand and pushed open the last room whose temperature had not been measured, but was startled by the scene inside, and closed the door again.

"Little green...?"

"It's not so much a room...it's better to say it's a morgue..."

"..." Mai was so frightened by Nagashima Green's pale face and the words she spit out word by word, she didn't make a sound, but tremblingly reached for the doorknob, and turned it slowly.

"Ah...!!!!" Mai's hand moved away from the handle in an instant, and just about to yell, Nagashima Green beside her covered her mouth.

As Long Island Green said, this room cannot be called a room at all, but a morgue.

The room was not very big, with six beds neatly arranged in the center, and the surrounding walls were covered with tables and shelves, and countless experimental equipment and medical books were placed on the shelves.

The object lying silently on the bed is also a real corpse.

"It's strange that it doesn't attract those strange things." Nagashima Green grabbed the thermometer in Mai's hand, went in and put it down, and then rushed out in an instant. After the time was almost up, he got the thermometer and ran out quickly .

"The machines you use to eliminate spirits are really extremely advanced." After Changdao Green, who had just been frightened, heard the voice, he had the illusion of hitting the wall directly.

——Didn’t you notice it when you moved things in?

——The house number of this family seems to be Sasakawa... Sasakawa...

When Liao Ping turned around and stared at him, Nagashima Midori was convinced that the terrifying home he had entered was Ping's home.

"Ah Lu?! Are you a wizard too? Are you an exorcist who came to the limit?"

"No... I'm just here to help."

"Where are the cigarettes? Isn't he with you?"

"Ah, he said he was going to meet someone today, and he didn't have time to accompany me."

"That's really a pity, I really want to fight him!"

"Nalu, there is a room where the temperature is dropping sharply, and there are still people in the room." Lin, who was lying in front of the computer with almost ten monitors at a glance, suddenly cut the temperature observation image of a room to the main screen.

"Turn up the stereo to the maximum, Monk, go to that room immediately and call out the people inside."

"Kyoko!!" Before listening to Kazuya Shibuya's words, Liao Ping rushed to the room where Kyoko was, but the door couldn't be opened.

Long Island Green, who followed Ping all the way, was also a little puzzled by the situation in front of him.There was a piercing sound from the whole house, not like a performance, but like the wailing of a tortured person.

"Kyoko!! Kyoko!!!!" Liao Ping knocked on the door like crazy, and kept hitting it with his body, but the door didn't move at all.

"Get out of the way, ordinary people can't open this door." Fasheng, who had just arrived, muttered something, then pulled out a knives like Kunai, and stabbed it directly at the door.After the dazzling light, Nagashima Midori saw the broken door and Kyoko Sasakawa lying in the room.

"Jingzi?!" Liao Ping pushed away Fasheng who was just about to enter the door, picked up Jingzi who had passed out, and walked slowly to the living room, as if to prevent his sister from being awakened by any shaking, his movements were very fast. Light, almost totally out of character with him.

Long Island Green looked at the unchanged room, didn't even hear what Fasheng said next to him, stepped in subconsciously, and then, there was a burst of dizzy light.

Rubbing her eyes, a little unaccustomed to the sudden drop in temperature, Nagashima Green rubbed her arm beside her with her palm.After calming down, he looked around, only to find that the furnishings were suddenly completely different from the original Kyoko's room.Long Island Green casually took out a book from the bookshelf that was higher than her height and flipped through it.

The knowledge described above is almost all the content above the junior high school, and even the things learned in the university are involved.Kyoko Sasakawa could never read this kind of book, and besides, it didn't look like her room.

So what's going on now?

"Yan Qi, are you reading carefully?" An elderly woman's voice came from downstairs, with a slightly commanding tone.

Long Island Green didn't reply, it was a little strange to think that she appeared in someone else's house so inexplicably, what would she do if she was caught in the hospital or the police station again?

"Yan Qi?!" As the voice gradually approached, Long Island Green could hardly find a place to hide in this room. Except for books and a shelf for drawing, there were almost no other things, not even a shelf for drawing. The sleeping beds are placed under the desk and are only taken out when sleeping.

——This kind of place, let me hide there? ! !

"Yan Qi! Are you reading manga again?!" The door was pushed open viciously, Changdao Lu stood in the middle of the room in a daze, only to find that the elderly woman walked directly through her body to the desk forward.

"Yan Qi... went out to play again."

This overly normal nagging made Long Island Green feel a sense of disobedience from head to toe.Silently walked downstairs, only to find a posthumous photo of a boy who looked like a primary school student in the most eye-catching place in the living room.

The young man leaning on the sofa was silently smoking a cigarette, and occasionally looked at the elderly woman upstairs who was a bit lost in thought with deep eyes, sighed, and wanted to say something, but felt like he couldn't say anything.

After the elderly woman returned to her room, the young man put out the cigarette, put his head on the cushion of the sofa, and curled up on the sofa, muttering to himself.

"Yan Qi, when will mother know that he is dead..."

"..."

Changdao Lv stood aside silently, watching the man pour one bottle after another into his stomach, suddenly there was hot liquid in his eye sockets trying to escape.

Where does this overly sad emotion come from...

But Long Island Green suddenly understood this kind of sadness, and couldn't believe the sadness of reality.She still clearly remembers that when she heard the news of her father's death, her mother was in the same state.

Every day, I kept thinking about why my father didn’t get off work, why he didn’t go out of the room to eat, how he got up for work... until the unbearable Long Island Green brought her back to reality with a word, my mother would wake up completely, and then There was a burst of heart-piercing wailing.

Long Island Green didn't know what to do other than comfort.

So, her original dream was to be a psychologist... But, in this life, she suddenly didn't want to be so attached to such a dream with practical goals... Should I say that she didn't seek to make progress, or did she let go of the past completely?

Long Island Green can't tell, no one can tell...

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When Nagashima Midori woke up again, she found herself lying on the sofa of the Heike family. The pain from her shoulder made her subconsciously cover her arm.

"Alu, are you alright?!"

"...Ah, it's not bad." Long Island Green touched the corner of his eyes, and after touching the wet water drops, he fell silent for an instant.What happened just now...?

"Great, they said, Olu, you are possessed by the spirit of the child in this house."

"Possession?! I...?!"

"Hmm! I don't understand the limit!!"

Nagashima Green glanced in the direction of Kazuya Shibuya with some uncertainty, but found that the other party had no intention of paying attention to him at all, just looked at Liao Ping who was looking blank and said:

"The spirit of this house should be Yanqi Xiaoye, the youngest son of the previous family. Due to the excessive expectations of his parents, he couldn't bear the pressure and committed suicide."

Hearing this, Long Island Green's body shook.

Was it because he was forced to death by excessive pressure...?To die for this kind of thing, whether it is worth it or not, only you know.Before I remember, I often think of things in my childhood, and the smile on the corner of my mouth will last for a long, long time.Because once you grow up, too many sudden temptations will always make people tempted, too many unknown results will always make people question, and it is really happy to think back to the innocent childhood... And this child named Yan Qi, In his childhood, he could only work hard for the perfect illusory self in the future, and study was too pitiful and pathetic.

The limitations that can be broken through, why resist with death?

Nagashima Green didn't listen carefully to the following content, but vaguely heard Shibuya Kazuya say that the spirit just left her body, but it was not completely removed, because when a person is possessed, the spirit cannot be removed.

"Ah Lu, be careful...!!!" Long Island Green began to think about why he couldn't get rid of the spirit when the person was possessed, but he didn't find the white ball blowing towards him at all.

After pushing away Liao Ping who fell on her body, Nagashima Green was surprised to find a deep wound on Ping's back.

"Monk!"

"Understood!" With the end of a strange chant, the white ball floating in the air suddenly turned into a spirit body in the shape of a child, twisted in an instant, and disappeared with a strange cry... …

"Hello... bandages! Medicine kit?! Where is the medicine box?!" Long Island Green suddenly jumped up, looking for the medicine box in a home he was not familiar with, but was tripped by the sofa and fell to the ground.

"Little green, are you alright. Ayako, move a bit too." Mai helped Nagashima Midori up, took out the disinfectant and gauze that she had always carried with her from the office, and said.

"Ah..." Ayako reluctantly gave Ping the disinfectant and gauze thrown over by Mai to clean the wound.

Many times because we have choices, we don't know how to cherish them.

Many times, because we have no choice, we don't even have the mood to cherish, we only know how to complain.

In many cases, only when you experience the pain of loss can you understand the importance of cherishing.

This is true of Ono Yanqi, and even more so by Ono Yanqi's mother.

If he hadn't been forced to become the perfect man in his heart at first, Yan Qi would not have committed suicide.

If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't see his mother who was suffering because of suicide, Yan Qi wouldn't just wander in a world that doesn't belong to him, and even turn into an evil spirit...

The author has something to say: 0-0

It’s very strange that Liao Ping’s family exorcises spirits, because Liao Ping will definitely say that he wants to blow the spirit away...

In fact, this is a foreshadowing [cover your face]

You will understand.