Chen Yanran hurriedly stretched out her miserable white hands to block her unsightly face, she was afraid, afraid and scared like last night, and scared He Zhidrunk to faint.

For a long time, Chen Yanran had been immersed in her own fear, and there was a squirming sound in her ears, not the sound of He Zhidrunk being frightened.

She suddenly remembered that she was carefree, how could she know that she couldn't see herself, Chen Yanran's fingertips slowly removed a gap, and through the narrow gap, she saw another wanton world.

He Zhidrunk was whistling, sorting out his schoolbag, and his carefree appearance was Chen Yanran's heart.

Chen Yanran stretched out her hand and looked at the wanton teenager in front of her, she didn't know how long she hadn't seen herself smile like that, as if the hot summer had begun, and the whole world was cold.

He Zhidrunk packed his schoolbag, took some money from the worry-free cloth bag and left the wine shop.

The morning sun rose over the mountain, and in May, before the fire, the summer heat began again. The aroma of wine in the wine shop drove away the dryness, but there was still a trace of fire, and she didn't sleep all night, and she couldn't breathe from the dullness of the night.

She opened the curtain and saw Chen Yanran when she raised her eyes.

"Early. "I don't have to worry about it.

"Good morning. Chen Yanran also smiled at her.

Two people from different worlds, different forms, on a sunny morning, fans and idols, a cross-world dialogue.

"Hungry?" blurted out the words somehow.

Maybe it's because I've been used to making breakfast for He Zhidrunk recently.

Chen Yanran paused a little, what else could she eat now?

Seeing Chen Yanran's slightly stiff face, he suddenly realized that ghost food is a thing of worship in the world, Chen Yanran, will you be a lonely hungry ghost?

"I was careless. Neither worry-free said with a little embarrassment.

Chen Yanran shook her head, still with that smile on her face.

"It's okay, I don't feel anything right now, maybe this is the real death. ”

Is it not really like to die?

Worry-free seemed to have been touched by something, and the bottom of my heart was gloomy.

"Do you remember the people you saw in your life?" looked at Chen Yanran without worry.

Chen Yanran perceived a kind of sadness through her carefree and quiet eyes, which was long and long.

"Yes, very profound...... So this is also where death suffers, because remember. Chen Yanran's buckled index finger tightened a little.

"What are you suffering?" asked Carefree and shrewdly.

Chen Yanran didn't answer, just smiled lightly.

She had read a lot from her smile, but she couldn't describe it in words.

After a while, he straightened his waist, stretched out his palms and spread out the water mirror, and got down to business.

"You have six days to figure out why you came to my restaurant, and of course to make you know a little faster, this water mirror can show you what you want to see every day, and you have a picture of what your heart thinks. Said lightly.

Chen Yanran raised her eyes and looked at the water mirror, the picture was the villa where she lived before her death, the white cordon separated the once warm and cold world, Chen Yanran felt for a moment that this was the best gift for her.

It was the second day of her death.

The screen shows the first day of her death.

The first day was an unbelievable day.

Chen Yanran's mother had long been crying, she had fainted several times, and she had been sent to the hospital, her brother's eyes were red in a big circle, and he was obviously ripe for great grief, but he still had to suppress his sadness, not let himself collapse, and deal with Chen Yanran's funeral.

There used to be a big house, but she was the only one in the empty house, and there were many strangers she had never seen before, including reporters, forensic doctors, and many, many ...... can't give her warmth, but the person who sends warmth after death.

At that moment, she had mixed feelings.

It's as if in the deepest part of the heart, someone has taken away a piece of flesh, which is cut off one by one, the flesh is blurred, it doesn't hurt very much, but it just stretches, as if it is still breathing, waiting for the painful knife.

Chen Yanran watched the scene with an expressionless face, as if it was not her own story.

Neither worry-free watched the smile on Chen Yanran's face disappear bit by bit, and finally lived into the appearance of Worry-free.

She sighed, left the liquor store, and strode towards the top of the heavenly palace.

The activation of the enchantment broke off her worries, although she already knew that Chen Yanran gradually found her reason for coming here.

Under the clear blue sky, there are sad clouds one after another.

It's just sad, and there's no other color.

Sitting on the clouds and looking at the hurried world, the line is hurried, without the slightest cloud, people come to the world, what do they have to do, what have they experienced, what can be regarded as a real life in vain?

If it weren't for Chen Yanran's arrival, maybe it would have to wait until the day He Zhidrunk passed away, and he couldn't ask himself like this.

"Why can he erase those bad memories in my mind, but he still refuses to let go of himself?" He Zhidrunk said as he looked at his worry-free and sad back.

The god paused for a moment, and he was a little surprised by his rare mature tone.

"Yes, why wouldn't she let herself go?" asked the god as well.

"Uncle, what has my aunt experienced to make her look like this?" He Zhidrunk asked this question thousands of times again, but no one answered his question. There are some things that he really wants to know, although he is not as powerful as the gods and they are, and he has long looked down on the vicissitudes of the world.

But he wanted to know, and he should know.

Worry-free is his aunt and the only relative.

Shen Yan looked at He Zhidrunk's eyes, which was serious that he had never had, Shen Yan secretly booed, and finally shook his head, still deciding not to say anything.

He Zhidrunk didn't decide to be surprised, and he didn't feel very angry, because they never talked about the worry-free past.

He knows this.

But what bothers him is why: everyone can know, but only himself.

"Your aunt...... There was also a beloved, but that person left, and that's all I can tell you, and the rest is as fate would have it. God glanced at He Zhidrunk's brows full of disappointment, and finally he couldn't bear it and told him only a few words.

"Thank you, uncle. The haze on He Zhizui's face was swept away, and even a few numbers, at least he was half of a person who knew the trouble-free past, which made He Zhizui feel that he was a little closer to those gods who were close in front of him, but far away.

Because they had a common secret, and because of this secret, he had a sense of belonging.

My aunt also had a person she liked, and the departure of that person left my aunt with a lot of harm......

It doesn't matter who that person is anymore, what matters is that he is one step closer to being carefree.

"Aren't you curious anymore?" God asked in confusion as he looked at the corners of He Zhidrunk's mouth.

He Zhidrunk shook his head, and then looked at it with joy.

Neither worry-free or sitting there, motionless, as if in a daze, or thinking about something, how do you know drunk I don't know, but sitting quietly like this is worry-free, so quiet, hazy, and a little unclear.

"Why are you looking at the world here today?"

A warm and pleasant voice sounded, and it was a little familiar.

He Zhidrunk raised his head and looked at it, and it turned out to be a god.

"Didn't you steal half a day and come here?" The worry-free realization still stayed on all kinds of pedestrians, but the tone was much more frivolous.

God smiled and shook his head, and then sat down next to her, and there was unfinished melancholy in his eyes.

"Looks like I've met an unusual guest again. ”

Glance at the carefree and squint at God's confident face, "I really don't know if you're spying on me, or if you can really see through me." ”

"I don't dare spy on the owner. God said.

He let out two sounds, and his face was a little more indifferent, "The words of the owner of this shop today are still the same as they were thousands of years ago. ”

“...... Well, I know. The tone of the god was a little deeper, and a little depressed, but it was still very gentle.

"What did my aunt tell you thousands of years ago?" He Zhidrunk asked curiously.

"It's nothing......" God sighed.

It turned out that he came back from the East China Sea that day, passing by here, and saw her sitting here worriedly, because of Chen Yanran's sunset dream. If he had stopped a little longer and visited the wine shop, perhaps he would have eased his sorrow.

"The owner of this shop still has something to do, so let's go first. "I didn't have to worry about seeing that the school in the distance was flooded with people, and in the evening, the sky was no longer blue, and half of the red was very charming, not at all like the sun was dying.

It's time for her to leave, to go where she belongs, to be her dream builder, the arrogant and arrogant lord who has no one in her eyes.

The god looked at the back of the carefree departure, and the bottom of his eyes was gloomy.

So did he.

He Zhidrunk saw some different feelings, which were feelings that could not be spoken.

The sky was getting dark, and the young man who was sprinkled with joy had already returned to the wine shop, and the god of food came as promised to make a delicious meal, which was spread on the table, and he knew that he was very happy to eat.

Unaware that this was in the big wine shop, there was still a pair of eyes watching him all the time.

Chen Yanran watched He Zhidrunk eating meat and swallowing a bottle of Coke into his stomach, and she felt envious for a while.

She wanted to be so unscrupulous eating snacks and drinking carbonated drinks, and she didn't want to be a perfect idol, even though she never was, and the craziest thing she ever did was probably ...... Pluck up the courage to leave.

But she still has no way to face the things of life.

Chen Yanran felt as if she was very brave, but in fact, she was very cowardly, and she kept running away.

Escaping invective, escaping courage, escaping the world.

It's the second day in the water mirror.

It is a record of Weibo.

At that moment, Chen Yanran was well known to everyone.

"May my sister be happy in heaven and no longer have to pay attention to the suffering of this world!"

"I'm sorry, sister, I apologize for the insults I used to make without thinking, and may I rest in peace. ”

"I'll go, such a good-looking girl committed suicide like this? Internet violence is terrible, rest in peace for the deceased?? ！”

"What a good girl, why can't you think about it like this?"

"Yanran, I'm sorry, it's our dye that didn't protect you, you have been wronged, you must be happy in the next life!"

......

At that moment, Chen Yanran didn't know whether to feel moved or painful.

The invective vanished in an instant, and all the apologies and wishes, and regrets weighed on her barren soul one by one, dragging her down bit by bit.

Chen Yanran looked at the hot search list on Weibo, the top three were all about her death, she was a little flattered, in the past, she was on the hot search, never her acting skills, stage performance, all abuse.

Because of too much whites of his eyes, he was scolded for his dead fish eyes, because he had freckles on his face, he was scolded for not being worthy of being an idol, because he yearned for European and American style, he liked freedom, and he was sprayed with no female virtue......

In those years, Chen Yanran did everything wrong, but she never blamed anyone, just smiled silently.

A crescent moon in the distance quietly climbed up the treetops, and the lights of the twenty-four constellations were still bright, shining on this world, which was another flavor.

I don't know where I went to drink, and when I came back, the smell of alcohol was stronger than that in this nameless wine shop. As soon as she entered the wine shop with her front feet, she saw He Zhidrunk reviewing her homework under the ever-bright lamp, she waved her sleeves lightly, the smell of wine dissipated, and slowly walked to He Zhidrunk's side.

He said softly, "Go back to the room, I'll have something to do later." ”

He knew that he was drunk and raised his head slightly, not only worrying about the tiredness under his eyes, but also seeing all the drunkness.

"Good. He was rarely sensible, put away his textbook and walked to the room, and suddenly he stopped, looked back at the carefree eyes, and happened to meet the carefree eyes.

"Auntie, rest early, don't stay up late, be careful of wrinkles. ”

Neither worries nodded, "Well, let's go inside." ”

There was a soft thud and the door was locked.

In the wine shop, only Chen Yanran, who was both carefree and unseen, was left.

Neither worry-free turned around and looked at Chen Yanran, but she had received too much information today, and before she could react, she was still standing there with no expression on her face, but the whole person was immersed in thoughts.

"Chen Yanran. Neither carefree shouted her name.

Chen Yanran's eyes flashed a hint of clarity, she came back to her senses, and looked worry-free.

"That's all for today, and we'll see tomorrow. "Neither worry-free removed the water mirror.

"Why?"

"What?" said Carefree, "you want to continue?"

Chen Yanran did not answer the worry-free words, but said: "Why do everyone start to love me when I die?"

Chen Yanran's voice was very low, as if she was talking to herself, she was worried or heard.

"Why didn't they do this when I was alive......" Chen Yanran choked up a few times, she looked carefree, longing for what could give her the answer to this legendary omnipotence.