If it is said that the 100 years of life can be divided into three stages, then generally speaking, it is the juvenile period, the youth period, and the old age period.

If we talk about the three stages of mentality, then we can make a simple summary according to the words of our predecessors.

The first stage is: last night the west wind withered the green trees, went up to the tall building alone, and looked at the end of the world

The second stage is: the belt gradually widens and does not regret it, and the people of Yixiao are sorry

The third stage is: everyone is looking for her thousand whiteness, and suddenly looking back, the person is in the lamplight.

"Secluded..."

Bai Xiaosheng in 2003 squatted on a stone pier on the side of the road, holding a low-quality cigarette in his mouth and a bunch of empty cans of canned beer at his feet. He looked at the gray sky in the distance, and slowly exhaled rings of cloudy smoke from his mouth. It was a girl's name that came out of his mouth.

In order to give new words to say sorrow, he felt that his mentality had reached the second stage, which was a kind of melancholy of 'Yi Xiao made people haggard'.

He was originally a good student in front of others, but he learned to smoke and drink last month.

When a man is vacant in his heart, he will always be ignorant and naïve to think that tobacco and alcohol can fill the huge emptiness in his heart.

Bai Xiaosheng is now a gangster who dropped out of high school in his second year of high school, and all he knows is fighting, surfing the Internet, or fooling around in nightclubs every day. Among the hundreds of thousands of students in Quang Nam City, less than 2 percent of them are like him.

He took the hundreds of thousands of inheritances left by his parents and squandered them without stopping.

He went in and out of those messy song halls and bars, surrounded by different girls, those girls with heavy makeup and glamorous makeup especially liked Bai Xiaosheng's fiery dance steps and that particularly bold personality. He sometimes calls some of his fox friends to Internet cafes to play extremely violent gun games. Then they went out together to find someone to fight and collect protection money, and hurriedly ran away before the police came, and then used the money to get drunk.

Bai Xiaosheng was still as pure as a blank sheet of paper last month. The worst thing he did at school was to get into a group fight with the sports students in the next class.

Society is like a big dye vat in which people try their best to maintain themselves without being stained with all the dirty colors. But Bai Xiaosheng did the opposite, jumping in one by one, willing to be dyed into an ugly monster as black as ink.

The more young people who think they are young, the more they can't get past them when they are frustrated.

This difficult hurdle was not placed in front of Bai Xiaosheng, but directly in his heart.

He couldn't get through.

Journey to the West was popular all over the country in 95, and he and a little girl rented a video tape for two people to watch it at his home in 97.

Seeing the ending, when the monkey had no choice but to be separated from the Zixia Fairy because of the great cause of learning from the experience and the division of fate, the little girl sat on the sofa and cried with pear blossoms and rain.

She looked at the little boy sitting next to her with tears in her eyes: "Why did this Supreme Treasure leave so ruthlessly in the end? ？”

The little boy was actually not interested in this kind of film, he frowned in a panic, thought for a moment, and replied to the other party in a pretending mature tone: "My grandfather often told me that there are eight or nine things that are unsatisfactory in life. The separation of the Supreme Treasure and the Zixia Fairy may be because of the helplessness of life, after all, Sun Wukong still has a Buddha and Guanyin pressed on his head..."

The little girl was not convinced: "The people who love each other are separated because their lives are helpless?"

The little boy vigorously recalled the plot just now and scratched his head, "I think Supreme Treasure is too stupid and ridiculous." ”

She wondered, "Why are you stupid?"

The little boy said: "The stupid thing is that the Supreme Treasure is limited by the pattern and is bound by the golden hoop, and the laughing thing is that he has no force, but he has no blood, and he doesn't dare to make trouble in the Heavenly Palace again and break free from those shackles!"

The little girl frowned, feeling that the little boy's answer was not according to common sense, "It seems that if you encounter this kind of thing, you will have bloody trouble in the Heavenly Palace!"

The little boy was not convinced, "If you are the Zixia Fairy and I am the Supreme Treasure, I will definitely make trouble in the Heavenly Palace again for you, and I am not afraid of life and death!"

As soon as the little boy's words fell, the little girl was beaten in shame.

Six years later, the little girl's laughter disappeared from his memory.

Life is so helpless, an endless Pacific Ocean separates them.

He is not the Monkey King, he does not have the golden armor and colorful auspicious clouds, he can't cover the sun and the moon, and he can't make trouble in the Heavenly Palace.

The other party is not a Zixia Fairy.

"Goodbye!"

The slim high school girl with a ponytail said goodbye to him at the gate of the compound.

went around in a big circle, and finally it became what I didn't meet at first.

The boy who couldn't even enter the gate of the Lin family has fallen since then.

When Bai Xiaosheng quit smoking and drinking, it was on the third day when the money was completely spent.

That year, he was nineteen, unshaven, and handsome, but his face was melancholy, a completely decadent non-mainstream. In particular, the face that is excessively longitudinal always looks pale as snow.

"Secluded..."

In the morning, when he was still asleep in the house, he was talking about unspeakable dreams.

There is a fox friend who has a good relationship, in the early hours of the morning, because he participated in a crowd fight, he was hit in the neck by a 1.5-foot mountain knife, and his viscous arterial blood was released from the blood groove on the knife body in a fountain style.

This buddy, who is always unscrupulous when he usually fights and always rushes in front of Bai Xiaosheng, lost his breath on the spot in less than two minutes.

When the good buddy died, his expression was not like the fearlessness that had been muttering in his mouth, but a distorted fear.

There is a great terror between life and death, Bai Xiaosheng saw the remains of the other party that had not been processed in the funeral home, and he had such a clear understanding of such a conclusion.

His mind went blank, but not for the 'good buddy' who didn't even remember his name. Bai Xiaosheng didn't know how he went back that day, and what expression he went back with.

In his chaotic mind, he only felt that something was taking root and sprouting.

He decided that his life couldn't be so indifferent, and it would be nice to have a little bit of meaning.

The next day, Bai Xiaosheng sold his old house when the house price was the lowest in Guangnan City, leaving only one of his parents' original houses. The following month, he exchanged the money for foreign currency, took a foreign phone number, and boarded a passenger plane to Israel.

As soon as he got off the Israeli plane, he ran over for half a month, changed to several smuggling boats and cars, and finally came to the edge of the two river valleys, and with the attitude of giving it a try, he dialed the overseas phone number that he found on the Internet.

Half an hour later, a bald black uncle with a severe local accent of English drove a military jeep to pick him up. Then the bald man, with an expression of surprise and joy, looked at the tall and thin yellow-skinned monkey.

Since then, Bai Xiaosheng has become a missing person in Zhongguo. In Yilak he became a mercenary with no official identity against a terrorist armed group.

There are many enemies who have died at his hands, people of all colors, and the comrades-in-arms who have fought with him have also changed one after another.

When he rescued a large group of women and children from the other party, looking at the other party's words of thanks, he would feel that his almost cold life finally had some meaning.

As countless bullets whizzed around him, countless flames erupted around him, countless wreckage under his feet, and the scorching stench in the air, all destroying his human body, stimulating his human nervous system, and depleting his human subconscious.

Bai Xiaosheng sometimes has wandering eyes and ethereal consciousness on the battlefield, and at that time, in the mouth of the young man who is about to become numb, he will unconsciously chant a name.

"Secluded..."

That's the name that makes him sigh unconsciously when he says it.

He thought of each other's laughter, of each other's crying, of each other's shyness, of each other's kisses.

The one that reminds me of the other party... Good bye.

Does that mean never to be seen again?

That shadow waving softly at dusk has become a lingering dream for him for many years?

"Secluded..."

He wept softly, and sighed again.

"Shengsheng!Shengsheng!Don't scare me!Wake up!Wake up!"

In a daze, Bai Xiaosheng suddenly heard someone calling him, and his words were very familiar and a little immature.

He sat up and looked around at the white walls, there were many people standing around, but at a glance she saw the beautiful girl next to her who was sobbing softly and worried.

The starry eyes were already red, and the tears had not even been wiped away.

The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant water, and 'he' was no longer Bai Xiaosheng, no longer an uncle in his thirties. It's Bai Xiaosheng, a weak junior high school girl, who is only fifteen this year.

"Shengsheng!"

The other party held her hand, and there was a cry in his tone.

"Youyou, you're there..."

Bai Xiaosheng felt the warmth on his hands, just sighed faintly, and said everything in time.

It turned out that everyone was looking for her thousand whiteness, and suddenly looked back, but the person was in the lamplight.

She is not a Supreme Treasure, and the other party is not Zixia.

There is no such poignant movie-like love story.

She is just a very ordinary person, and the other party is the high thousand-hundred-hundred-

Zhongli and Qianbai, just in the youth of the lamplight, looked back and met again.

Regardless of whether it is still a love parting or a begging for something this time, Bai Xiaosheng will not let go again.

(PS. Thanks to QB's red envelope, Menglong's 1888 starting point coin tip, the great pickpocket's 588 starting point coin tip, and the black-clothed impure breed tip.) Thank you for your support!)

(ps. There will be two chapters of the recommended ticket in the evening, so continue to ask for tickets!)