Mr. Rebirth hold hands

Wei Fuming hurried back to the Shanghai stock market. This year has been the most flustered, and it can even be said to be a chaotic year.

From the eighth day of the second year of high school, there was a make-up class arrangement. Yang Yang looked worriedly at Qin Huanlang, who seemed to be fine, with his schoolbag on his back, and was waved by the other party to go out.

Back at school, Yang Yang was sitting in the dormitory doing test papers, holding a pen, rarely in a daze.

After class division last year, Yang Yang chose liberal arts, and together with Lin Jia entered the key class of liberal arts, Wen Wenze entered the key class of science.

Changed to a four-person dormitory, Yang Yang and Lin Jia lived with two other new classmates, and Wen Wenze was diagonally opposite.

If it is said that ancient civilization and martial arts were not pleasing to the eye, now there are some inexplicable entanglements between liberal arts boys and science boys.

There are more girls than boys in the liberal arts class, and the only ones are fair and clean. Recently, Yang Yang and Lin Jia, who have been growing in height, have become the strongest-looking ones in the class, so they naturally became the targets of provocation by the science boys.

There were no fights, but it was common for them to touch each other and push each other a few times.

The other two boys who were assigned together this time were Chen Wei, a bookworm who wore thick glasses and was silent.

The other one is Qi Hailan, who looks like a little rabbit.

In vain, she looks delicate and weak, and can be frightened when she speaks louder. When the class is divided, all the adults in the family come to accompany and choose the bed position, and choose and toss for a long time. I rented a house near the school and lived by myself.

If the lights are not turned off at 11 o’clock, you will have red eyes. If you wake up too early in the morning and make your voice louder, you will have red eyes. If you haven’t finished copying your notes, you will also have red eyes.

Yang Yang felt that he was not well!At first, he would take care of Qi Hailan, thinking it might be because he was too timid.

As a result, after getting along for a while, Yang Yang felt that his life had been impacted.This classmate cried silently when nothing happened, indulging in a kind of sadness that is different from ordinary people.Three napkins must be used to wipe the stool before sitting.Be sure to take a napkin before taking other people's things. The dormitory is never cleaned-it's too dirty!My own clothes are changed every day, and I throw them in a bag. His family members come to the school to pick them up once every two days.He also likes to drag his voice when he speaks, so he is called a sissy.

As a result, when he heard others say sissy, or watched him walk more, his eyes began to turn red.

Adolescent children are the most rebellious psychologically, the more they are forbidden to do, the more they like to do it.The teaching management of Fushi No. [-] Middle School is very strict, but it can't control everything.It doesn't matter what the students say.

Back at school that day, Yang Yang was thinking of Qin Huanlang and couldn't help being in a daze, when he heard booing and sobbing getting closer in the corridor outside.

He couldn't help frowning, and when he turned his head, he saw Qi Hailan running into the dormitory with red eyes and covering his mouth. Behind him, a few science boys were at the door of the dormitory, comparing Tuzki's leg-shaking and hand-shaking movements. Very hard to beat.

Qi Hailan threw himself on his bed and began to cry loudly. Outside, "the little rabbit is white and white, tears come out when you poke it" is still going on. the door.

"Have you finished your homework? Have you copied the test questions? Are you ready for the Mathematical Olympiad? Are you bored?"

Watching Yang Yang, who was tall and thin carrying the bucket without any difficulty, rush to the door, a group of little boys scattered.

Yang Yang turned back angrily: "When they tease you, you should either curse back or ignore it? It's always so easy to cry, who are you teasing?"

Qi Hailan screamed under the quilt: "You don't understand anything! You superficial person!"

Yang Yang rolled his eyes angrily: You are noble, you are elegant, you are a little sea urchin in the world!

Sitting back to his seat and continuing to hold the pen in a daze, Qi Hailan's cries were endless, lingering in people's brains for three days, Yang Yang left the dormitory with the book in his arms, and fled into the library.

As soon as he entered, he saw Lin Jia and Wen Wenze in the reading room. The other party waved at him, and Yang Yang hurried over to meet them.

There was another monthly exam soon, and Yang Yang couldn't calm down thinking about Qin Huanlang.

Wei Fuming inquired carefully about Qin Huanlang's symptoms and frowned.

Qin Huanlang's world-weary symptoms were too obvious at the beginning, he had no choice but to try hypnosis.Now the consequences of hypnotherapy are gradually appearing.

Under the stimulation of reality again and again, some of the hints he gave to Qin Huanlang collapsed.

It's like a house that was barely rebuilt with the remaining pillars on the collapsed ruins. After the second collapse, it may be completely annihilated.

Qin Huanlang began to dare not sleep again.

The 16-year-old is now present all the time.

When eating, when doing things, Qin Huanlang doesn't have to look back, he is by his side, smiling like a warbler.

Qin Huanlang suddenly found himself sitting on a chair one day, and he was also sitting on a chair.

He was drinking tea, and the other party also had a cup of bright red liquid.

Blood dripped down his cheeks, and the red was so rich that it made people feel sick.

Others walked by without hearing a sound.

Qin Huanlang could only hear the patter of rain.

"Why do you exist?"

Qin Huanlang stretched out his hand to himself, and the other party also extended his hand.

Two hands, one big and one small, were thin and long, and they were almost pressed together. It was cold to the bone.

"Why don't I exist?"

Qin Huanlang heard him ask this.

Obviously...Obviously I will be reborn...

He thought so, lowering his head slightly.

"Because you thought you were born again."

Qin Huanlang heard himself say.

You thought you were reborn, but in fact everything about you now is your imagination.

Do you think someone will still love you?Are you precious?

Your parents don't want you, you have been abandoned since childhood.

Your grandpa has died of anger, and your elders have been framed and can't take care of themselves.

Qin Huanlang looked at himself on the opposite side. The little boy was smiling and dripping with blood.

You see how pitiful you are, still dreaming of happiness.Thought everything could start all over again.

You have been born with sins and should not exist. In this world, no one belongs to you, and you do not belong to this world.

The young man stretched out his hand towards Qin Huanlang, Qin Huanlang only felt that everything around him disappeared, the space that was constantly spinning, the sound that was gradually going away, the world that was getting darker and darker.

Only the opposite self, covered in blood.

Is it really all my imagination?

Qin Huanlang stared blankly.

Everything the eyes could see turned into sand, villas and people were collapsing and disappearing, and the wind that came out of nowhere left not even a speck of dust left.

In this lonely world, there are no insects, only the sound of his own blood dripping on the ground.

Seeing the other party stretching out his hand, Qin Huanlang sadly raised his hand and stretched it out.Trembling fingertips slowly approached.

Really... Is everything the result of my illusion?

No grandpa, no Wei Fuming, no house, no easy life.

They are still arguing, still secretly happy for each other's true love, only me, only me, nothing.can't catch anything--

"I am back."

The sudden light and sound made Qin Huanlang squint his eyes. The 16-year-old slowly became transparent and his gloomy face disappeared.

Then a person appeared in front of his eyes.

Just like a flower bud in spring, after being covered by snowflakes in winter, it tremblingly stretches its life, trying to show its existence bit by bit.

The boy, who was similar to him back then, stood in front of him.

Then he held his hand.

warm……

Qin Huanlang thought so, the light made him want to close his eyes, but the warmth of his palm made him reluctant.

Time was chaotic, and he remembered that encounter in the rain, that bowl of noodles.

The worried expression of the noodle stall owner overlapped with the boy in front of him and gathered together.

Could it be that since then, from the unexpected warmth, I have been having a vain dream?

Thinking that I have the opportunity to change everything, thinking that I am really changing myself and changing the world, destiny... If you really exist, then tell me, what is the meaning of being human...

When Yang Yang returned to the villa, he saw Qin Huanlang sitting on a chair in a daze, his eyes were blank, he didn't even notice the sound he made deliberately as he walked on the floor, his heart was full of distress and worry.

He couldn't help calling the other party, and after a while, he saw Qin Huanlang looking at him with a slow and puzzled expression, as if waking up from another world.

His senses and reactions were slower than ordinary people. When he held his hand, the expression of cautious anticipation and fear was so distressing.

Seeing Qin Huanlang caressing the palms and backs of his hands, as if confirming whether he really existed, Yang Yang clenched him tightly, one left hand, and hugged Qin Huanlang.

"I'm here..."

He whispered next to Qin Huanlang's ear.He didn't know what he could do, but he could only hug the man who looked like he had been abandoned by the world with all his strength.

Yang Yang didn't go to make up classes during the summer vacation, so he directly applied for day school in the first semester of the third year of senior high school.

Faced with the teacher's incomprehension and doubt, Yang Yang bowed deeply.

Studies are very important, but when he saw Qin Huanlang curled up in a corner, who had already started not to eat or drink, Yang Yang felt that if he didn't pay close attention to him, he would definitely regret it.

After school that day, Yang Yang packed up his things and walked out of the school gate.Lin Jia caught up with him in a few steps and patted his shoulder.

"Baby, what's the matter with you recently?"

Seeing Lin Jia looking at him with concern, Yang Yang smiled: "There is something at home."

"Is it more important than your studies?"

Lin Jia looked at Yang Yang worriedly. In this monthly exam, Yang Yang fell out of the top [-] that he had always maintained.There were vague rumors that someone in his family was sick.

"I think……"

Yang Yang touched the exercise book in his arms: "I think I got some opportunities, which is simply a surprise to me from heaven. If I can get it, it would be great, but if I miss it, I don't care about it. I'm more worried now living people,"

Yang Yang turned to look at Lin Jia: "Why do some people push people to the point where they can no longer be pushed?"

"You will be hurt, that's because you still care about it." Lin Jia thought for a while: "I don't know what sad things happened to your relatives, but I think people will be hurt by things they care about. I don’t even care about it, how can I get hurt?”

Lin Jia scratched her head: "Can you understand what I mean? It's a bit confusing."

Yang Yang bared his front teeth with a smile: "Understood, thank you so much, it really is a fan of the authorities. Neither he nor I thought of this!"

Seeing Yang Yang get on the bus, Lin Jia took a while to react.

she?what she?Is the child in love?