– What is the meaning of the name?

- When someone calls the name, or something similar, you will have a different reaction.

"Ah, I've heard of it, that's, that's, ah, I forgot, what's his name?"

"Oh, you said him, I know, it seems that the teacher praised him last time, saying that he had improved or something, but I can't remember what his name was. ”

"The one with the worst sports scores, I know, isn't that him, I've never seen a man who can't run 100 meters, worse than a girl!

"I know, of course I know, the students in our class, can I not know, the name, so many people, it's really easy to get confused, some people's names are still similar, like that Yangmei and Yang Xiaomei, this name is on the lips, how can I forget it all of a sudden, it's really old, and now I start to open my mouth and forget the words. ”

"It's that Han Ke's brother, always the one with very long bangs, he doesn't like to talk with his head down, he looks a little gloomy, he wears a school uniform all day long, and he really can't remember what it's called, hey, he doesn't deal with it much, I really can't remember, his family seems to call him the boss..."

"Ah, the eldest of our family, it's just a wooden stake, I can't move when I poke it, and I don't know how to raise a temperament, not like me and his father at all. ”

"Three poles can't make a fart, if it weren't confirmed that it was Lao Tzu's species, I would have thought that I was holding the wrong one in the hospital, where is our old Han family like him, this stuffy gourd, it's really... Isn't it my boss, who calls the child and calls the name, just call the boss, otherwise call a child, no one will answer anyway, that's what it means. ”

All the people are saying this, they have an impression of this person, the bangs are long, they almost cover their eyes, the body is weak, they can't even run a hundred meters, they don't like to talk, they feel a little gloomy, they study about the middle, maybe a little lower, they don't leave a deep impression, none of them can accurately call his name...

"What is the purpose of my existence?"

Ask yourself, I don't think I feel how useful I am in society, some people may say that you are still young, still learning, and have not yet been exposed to society, so naturally it is not of much use, but what about school? will not be looked upon, will not be looked down upon, even being bullied does not seem to be qualified, everyone's impression of him is faint, with seems to be an extra corner of the background board, no, it does not seem to affect the overall layout.

Many people may also say that this is also normal, everyone is a screw, how eye-catching can the screw be?

When I was in school, I was much more introverted and withdrawn, and when I grew up and had new friends, it was not good, and when I looked back, I might feel that my loneliness at that time was really unreasonable, and I didn't say anything and hoped that the classmates around me could be directly upgraded to confidants and friends, and all kinds of warmth and explanations were too much.

It is normal to be ignored at home, families with two children seem to be like this, the sensible or the one with less will be ignored, because the naughty one needs more energy to pay attention to correction, and since there is nothing to do, the parents who are tired of working every day care more, obviously a little demanding, even if they are parents, they do not have nothing to do except raise children, they need to work, bosses and subordinate colleagues, all aspects of interpersonal relationships, they are also children's relatives, parents and relatives, none of them need to be ignored, the corresponding children are just one of them, if there is neglect, it can not be said that there is any sin。

However, for individuals, this is not the feeling at all.

All the people ignore him, people in society can ignore it, there is no possibility of passing by without any interaction, teachers and classmates in school can also not be demanding, don't expect better care if there is no better relationship, but what about family?

What about the parents who brought him into this world?

How can they not care at all?

"My name, like my people, is always forgotten. ”

No one remembers his name, just as no one knows what he likes and hates, what his personality is, or even what he looks like, no one cares.

Over time, even I forgot that name, the name that should have been full of parents' expectations.

Facing north and south, the villa is surrounded by rolling hills, green manicured lawns, and a cobbled road under the small steps in front of the door, which is not suitable for cars but fits well with the surrounding tranquility.

There are floor-to-ceiling glass windows on the first floor, and the white gauze curtains in the windows are two or three meters high, as if you can look up at the sky at once, and then look at the glass windows upstairs, which are about the location of the third floor, and you can also see the transparent glass, but at this moment, the creamy yellow curtains with embroidery inside have blocked all prying eyes from the outside world.

The carved doorposts are in a European style, looking more like a portico in a temple or similar place, as if you can see the solemn splendor of the temple of the gods as soon as you open the door.

At this moment, the door was open, only half of it, and the long table with vases could be seen inside, and the vase in the middle was full of flowers, but it was more like a banquet than a home.

Behind the tables and chairs, beyond the bright window, there is a splendid room of roses, and the delicate flowers seem to be filled with dewdrops, shining in the sun.

"Did you see that? I'm right here!"

Someone was talking, his voice was a little mischievous, it seemed to be a child, but the turning Sharan looked like some adult was disguising his voice and speaking in a false voice.

"Find me, pronounce my name, and I'll be—"

The voice went on to say that this time it had grown a lot, like the voice of a young man, with some poise and temptation, looking forward to something special to happen.

This expectation creates a similar expectation in the person who hears it, finds it, pronounces his name, and then what?

There is a story that is already swirling in my head, it is the story of the devil in a bottle, and it seems to be a very interesting thing to fulfill this expectation and get the devil's favor.

In the paleness, only such thoughts swirled.

"What the hell!"

With a bang, a palm slammed on the door, the door that was two or three meters high seemed to be hollow, and the copper plate made a somewhat loud and muffled sound.

The person who patted it himself was also startled, and suddenly withdrew his hand and pushed it away, he was a young man, with the enthusiasm and impulse that a young man should have, he came back to his senses, glanced at his companion behind him, and explained: "Haha, it's actually nothing, just knock on the door." ”

"Hell knows what you're going to wake up. ”

There are three people behind him, one of them is a woman, the other two are men, the eldest middle-aged man is wearing casual clothes and looks like a big boss who has gone to the countryside to investigate, the face of the national character is all calm and calm, the young one is wearing a simple T-shirt and denim, and his hair is slightly yellow, and he speaks casually, revealing some self-familiarity.

Just listening to the conversation between the two of them, no one will know that they have known each other for less than a day, specifically, they only knew each other when they came to this world, and they can't say why the four people who came became companions like this, no, it should have been five at the beginning.

However, the four of them didn't know that there was another person who "broke away" from the team in the first place.

The girl was very young, her long hair naturally hung down behind her, and because of the hooded coat, most of her hair bulged up on the hat, and there was a fluffy feeling, just like her whole person, fresh and natural.

She was startled by the possibility implied in that sentence, and showed some fear, and looked around, only to feel that there was nothing wrong with this silent villa.

"There's really nothing here, right?"

She asked timidly, her voice as cowardly as a kitten.

"What can it be?" The young man who knocked on the door puffed up his chest and looked manly, but he hesitated to be the first to step in, looked back at them, and asked, "So, should we go in?"

"Snort. The young man with the slight yellow hair is called Gu Wei, he quickly understood what the other party was thinking when he saw this, two peers of the same age, whether they could talk in a few words or not, they all knew in their hearts, relatively, what the other party thought, it was not completely unfeeling.

Strange team combination, completely unknown unfamiliar environment, each other has too many secrets, no confession of things, even to each other's identities may not be able to fully believe, at this time to find a secret, according to the strange voice to find someone to find a name, before cooperation, there will inevitably be some temptation to see-saw.

The oldest middle-aged man is called Chang Mao, and he is also a middle-level leader, and he instinctively wants to seize the leadership, seeing this, he said: "Let's go and see it first, there is only such a house around here, and that voice, which only appeared when we walked here, and it is probably not possible not to go in." ”

They had tried it before, and it was a large space, but it was simple, and there was only one cobblestone path over the lawn, and there was no other way to get here, while the rest of the place was either a mountain or a meadow.

This is invisibly a hint that everyone must enter the villa to find it.

In the villa, behind the curtain on the third floor, in the curtain that was not drawn, a young man was looking at the situation below, those four people, he had seen from afar before, for some reason, did not join their team, then after that, it was his script.

- His script is completely different from the original plot.

The author has something to say: a new world begins!

Thank you Landmines!

The observer wants to save himself, and he is not a trialist in the first place, and there is a way to avoid his name appearing on the trialist list.

So the last ones to survive were Fu Tian, Rhodes, and Nie Guang.

Yes, Rhodes was still able to shoot second, because he was involved in the war and killed other trialists as well. 166 Reading Network