Although it was a sunny day, it seemed that Beijing was already cold.

After saying hello to her grandmother, An Nian was going out, and for students, going to school was her job.

But as soon as I opened the door, I saw the appearance of Jin Zhiyu.

An Nian was a little surprised, and a little surprised. Jin Zhiyu had never come to pick him up from school early in the morning, but he still happily greeted Jin Zhiyu.

Jin Zhiyu smiled and stroked her head, the clarity in her eyes was as clear as the future.

"An Nian. ”

Jin Zhiyu's voice seemed to come from the sky, close in front of him and far away in the sky. And this voice gave An Nian the feeling that it seemed to be calling for himself from ancient times across countless years.

I was in a trance, and a lot of people suddenly appeared behind me, obviously I and Mr. Jin were blocking the door, how did these people enter the room?

Grandma's screams stopped abruptly, someone covered her mouth, and grandma struggled desperately, urging herself to run away in her eyes.

An Nian was scared, but she couldn't escape because she couldn't move.

The last innocence was still circulating in her eyes, and she wanted to ask, to ask Mr. Jin, what happened.

Jin Zhiyu spoke, as if she was making her last nostalgia for this girl who likes to look forward to the future.

"An Nian, you're going to be late for today's class. But it doesn't matter, if you don't like going to school in the future, you can stop going to school, you are free, do you want to break free from all the shackles of the past and win the ultimate freedom?"

An Nian only had fear in her eyes, and Jin Zhiyu had completely become a glamorous demon in her eyes.

Jin Zhiyu put her arm around An Nian's shoulders and helped her into the house very intimately, and the door was gently closed.

Grandma has not moved, her eyes have lost their brilliance, An Nian understands what this means, the so-called death.

Even when he was displaced, he did not expect to die, and when he struggled with hunger with the last hope, he did not see the huge scythe of death.

But Grandma died, and her death was very uncertain, and her huge, empty eyes were full of nothingness.

"An Nian is not afraid. ”

Jin Zhiyu comforted her, her eyes were extremely gentle, and only when she saw Jin Zhiyu for the first time, she had such an expression for a moment.

As if, she is her God.

Jin Zhiyu squatted down, his eyes were level with An Nian, and An Nian clearly saw the prayer in these eyes.

Then, Jin Zhiyu took out the headphones and put them in An Nian's ears, and there was an inexplicable tone coming from them.

All fear and fear faded away.

The curtains were drawn, the lights in the room were extinguished, and the little sunlight that came in through the curtains could only make out the outlines of the people and objects in the room.

It was as if the body could move.

But it was as if I had fallen asleep.

Stretching out his hands, he saw very clearly, these were his own hands, but he didn't know where he was.

There was a lot of wind and sand, and I subconsciously stretched out my hand to block my eyes, but the scene suddenly switched.

There were many people, many three-eyed people, and they were small in stature, struggling in front of them, wailing in pain.

The scene switched again, very familiar, as if it had already seen the scene, the flood, above the sky, the prostrate human and the sharp blade in his chest.

Who is he? I can't see you clearly with my head down.

Who am I, I want to reach out and touch my face, but I can't lift my arm.

Who is she, why is she dressed so plainly, why does her gaze overlap with mine.

A large amount of memories flooded in, hitting An Nian's brain like a flood, and he didn't feel pain, but his head seemed to be very full, as if what he had lost had returned. Peaceful and stable.

An Nian closed his eyes, and the people around him, including Jin Zhiyu and Hathaway, knelt in place, looking reverently like Catholics who had seen Jesus resurrected.

There was light shining from An Nian's forehead.

Silver, peaceful brilliance, this brilliance is not very bright, but it inspires all those who fall to their knees, and their foreheads are followed by the brilliance, faint, weak, and dare not fight.

An Nian opened his eyes, there was silver light in his eyes, and the prostrate person didn't dare to look up.

An Nian looked at these people and didn't know them at all.

Oh, there's a woman who seems to know her, like her own teacher?

Why did the teacher kneel in front of him, and why did the grandmother die on the couch?

Why did these inexplicable people appear in my own home, why did my heart fluctuate at all, why did my chest throb inexplicably, why did my hands unconsciously clench.

Physics in high school is so difficult, when will the physics teacher be able to tutor me like Mr. Jin, can the bald old man of the physics teacher die?

Can Aunt Zhang, who sells vegetables downstairs and is short of catties, stop doing this, grandma doesn't have much money, so Aunt Zhang should be put to death.

Why are there so many human beings, and the air is not good, when will science be able to restore the damaged environment?

An Nian fell into the two ends of the scale, and the identities of humans and gods kept switching, sometimes irritable and sometimes quiet.

Jin Zhiyu tried to call her, "Gong...... ...... princess?"

Is this calling me?

Why is Mr. Kim kneeling here?

"Hurry up, Mr. Jin, why are you kneeling. ”

Still with an innocent voice, he held Jin Zhiyu's arm very briskly.

"Teacher Jin, get up, or I'll kill you?"

Jin Zhiyu frowned, what went wrong?

She still stood up and observed An Nian's appearance.

An Nian said, "Teacher Jin, why did you think of picking me up to pick me up from school today? Nian Nian is so happy, let's go?"

An Nian pulled Jin Zhiyu and was about to open the door and go out, but Jin Zhiyu was pulled by her and could only follow her.

The two opened the door, and An Nian turned his head to the people inside, "Bury my grandmother well, or I will kill you all." ”

turned around, jumped down the stairs, and turned his head to shout happily to Jin Zhiyu: "Teacher Jin, if you don't hurry up, Niannian will leave you and go first, cluck." ”

Jin Zhiyu cast a color to the people behind him, motioning for them to do so, and he followed this An Nian closely, in this direction...... Sure enough, I went to school.

"Gong ...... Princess. ”

"Huh, Mr. Jin, you called me?"

An Nian smiled happily and took Jin Zhiyu's hand again.

"You...... What's wrong?"

An Nian stared at her with wide eyes, and suddenly realized, "Teacher Jin, are you asking if I have woken up?"

Jin Zhiyu nodded, this rhetorical question gave her a dose of reassurance.

"Of course Niannian has woken up. An Nian gestured to Jin Zhiyu with a 'V', "It's as clear as hundreds of thousands of years ago." ”