Chapter Seventy-Three: Making the Mistake of Demanding Perfection (1)

"Time is always elusive, it is elusive, fleeting, never the same as what the sun and the soil see, however, time is the most persistent, in every silent night, it must appear properly by your side, close to your skin, touch your senses, disturb your consciousness, it is bound to get a person's tears of submission, it is enough to prove its greatness. ”

"Time and Time", Luo Ying couldn't help but think of the prose published in the magazine she was reading in the coffee house, it was like a wake-up call on the door of her head, and she suddenly woke up for a moment.

It doesn't work to say anything, it doesn't work to say it 10,000 times, and only when you really see the time, will you be convinced and marvel at its power.

"Why, that man is gone?" There was a vast fog all around, as if he was in a sea of clouds on the edge of a cliff, cold and quiet.

"He is using the power of his soul to mobilize the memories stored in time, and now he is very weak, like transparent air, you don't care about this yet, you must tell me if you can see or hear anything later!"

Luoying nodded and closed her eyes silently, she thought that she had never been so serious as she was now.

It was as dark as a storm, but time was still flowing silently, as if it were a storm that had nothing to do with itself.

Luo Ying's chest rose and fell, it turned out that feeling the fate of others was not much easier than exploring his own future, whose fate was secret enough, whose fate was amazing enough, and whose fate was sacred enough to be untouchable.

"Miss Ge, I seem to be able to hear something!" Luo Ying brackezed her ears and whispered cautiously, for fear of waking up the voice coming from the illusion.

"Don't panic, listen carefully!" The corners of Death's mouth raised a smile, she looked at Luo Ying's thin back standing by the railroad tracks with relief, and when she noticed the light blue magnetic field circle that appeared in the white fog a second before her, she quietly pushed it, and suddenly Luo Ying was pushed into another world.

The old semi-circular garden is filled with the laughter of children. On the green algae-mottled concrete walls, the child-rearing pictures are painted in an orderly manner, and the blue-gray brick pavement is uneven, which is clattered by the children's mischievous feet, and even the brown and yellow benches in the shade of the trees seem to be deeply connected with the earth.

Here, it really has a sense of history!

It must be the season of midsummer, otherwise, how could the fields of the nearby highlands be full of such gorgeous and beautiful lavender flowers! On the sea level where thousands of sails have passed, there is an ancient mist, thick and light. The salty smell of the sea breeze, the faint aroma of grass, and the charm of unexplained flowers are surging.

Since childhood, I have always longed to live in a place where I can see the sea every day when I wake up, and now, this wish has finally come true. Although I don't know where it is, even if it's a dream, it's in hell, and being able to fulfill my unfulfilled wish is a kind of fulfillment after all!

By the way, where is this? She subconsciously touched her pocket, but she didn't bring anything, and thought to herself, she had just been pushed by Ge Nian, okay! That nonsensical Grim Reaper, really, didn't she even want to talk about her, didn't she say that she wouldn't leave me behind? Now it left me alone. Luo Ying put her hands on her waist and looked angrily at the children who were playing hide and seek in the garden, her anger slowly calmed down, and she tried to approach them, so she chose the only cobblestone path under the cherry blossom trees, and approached with anticipation. Just as she was about to approach a corner of the garden, the picture suddenly disappeared.

What catches your eye is a simple window of the office, through the half-open sliding window, you can clearly hear the sound of talking from inside, but, what everyone said, Luo Ying can't understand, if the god of death wants her to gain something and go back to life, it seems that it is destined to be in vain. But also, Bai Luoying is not so obedient, she will not be at the mercy of others, I don't understand that I am stupid, I don't want to tell you that it is right, no matter who you are.

Thinking of this, Luo Ying confidently continued to peek.

Immediately, music began to play in the courtyard, and all the children lined up neatly to follow the teacher into the gymnasium, only a little boy wearing a light green T-shirt, white canvas shoes, and short athletic hair stayed, and a teacher-like person took him into the office.

When the teacher introduced him to the strange couple, the little boy looked surprised and embarrassed, and he nervously clenched his fists and leaned against the teacher. Although Luo Ying could see that he didn't trust the teacher too much, in comparison, he was more afraid of approaching the stranger, let alone approaching them.

His expression was so painful that Luo Ying felt that his chest, which was still angry and angry just now, was like a fish bone stabbing a needle, deep into the flesh and blood, and it was difficult to get rid of.

Seeing that the innocent and immature face was about to give birth to a rainstorm, the young couple suddenly took out a photo to make an emergency. Luo Ying, who was facing them, couldn't see anything, but she could sense that the pain on the boy's face was gone, and his wide-eyed eyes stared at the photograph carefully, surprised, surprised, happy, happy, sad, brave, all the adjectives that humans could come up with were not enough to describe his complex reactions, as if the candy in the world was not as important as that photo!

The little boy was finally taken away. Luoying didn't know what this place was, but she guessed that this should be a place to adopt orphans and adopt orphans, or else, a place where hopes grew from the beginning to the point of collapse.

At least from Luoying's critical eyes, this family is a well-bred and extremely particular family. Probably to celebrate the arrival of the new members, today's dinner is a very rich table of Chinese food, not a full banquet of the Manchu and Han people, but salty, sour, fresh and spicy, everything, such a happy atmosphere, anyone who sees it will applaud him.

Luo Ying has always believed that furnishings and decorations are not enough to reflect a person's dignity, but the dazzling array of old photos hanging on the wall, as well as the innocent smiling faces of young people on the photos, are enough to prove that this is a trustworthy home, and there are trustworthy family members.

Luo Ying was so happy for the little boy that she even forgot whether she wanted to know who the little boy was, whether she wanted to know where she was, and she even forgot what she was looking for. When she saw the child's smiling face that changed from pain to happiness, she felt that such an ending was good. However, life is not watching movies, life, nor is it dreaming, the good and bad in dreams are always instantaneous, like a rain falling outside the window in a deep sleep, waking up in the morning, the sun is sprinkled, and there is no trace, reality, always connected with flesh and blood, it is destined to leave us indelible traces. (To be continued.) )