Seeing that the time was already past ten o'clock, Li Zimu closed the book in his hand, turned off the lamp and prepared to sleep, tomorrow those people will come to his house to celebrate his so-called twentieth birthday, and there is no choice but to receive it......

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, Li Zimu lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling, he woke up very early today, the time was only six o'clock, according to the usual habit, he opened his eyes on time at seven o'clock, today was an accident, he was frightened by a dream.

I haven't dreamed for a long time, it must have been a hundred years, right? Li Zimu thought bitterly in his heart, he had never had any good dreams after living for so long, and it would always be a nightmare.

"Zimu, do you remember me?" In the dream, Wan'er looked at Li Zimu stupidly with a three-foot long sword in her hand and said, the two stood opposite each other, and a river that was not too wide flowed in the middle, and the river was as calm as a mirror.

"How could I forget you, silly girl," Li Zimu lowered his head and muttered to himself, how could he forget?

"Zimu, do you remember me?"

"I remember, I remember" Li Zimu raised his head and glanced at Wan'er opposite, but at this time, Wan'er suddenly changed, and the pale green dress turned into a white dress for some time.

This dress Li Zimu has seen, it is the same dress that Xiao Ying wore when she attended the birthday party last time!

The latter was looking at Li Zimu blankly at this time, and the long sword in his hand was slowly raised, and it was being put towards his neck.

She is going to commit suicide! Li Zimu was in a hurry, and he didn't care whether she was Wan'er or Xiao Ying, so he hurriedly tread water and ran over to her.

At this time, the surface of the river was not as calm as it had been seen before, the water was turbulent and the waves were rolling, and Li Zimu didn't care about this, and ran straight to the other side of the river with the light spray of his toes.

But what made Li Zimu desperate was that no matter how he moved forward, he couldn't run to the other side of the river, and the river, which was originally ten feet wide, seemed to be boundless, no matter how he ran, he couldn't cross it.

"Don't!" Li Zimu shouted anxiously as he looked at the girl across the river. It's a pity that the girl still looks at her stupidly.

Seeing that the girl in front of her who didn't know whether it was Wan'er or Xiao Ying, she gently put the sword on her neck, looked at Li Zimu and smiled, and reluctantly slashed down, and a bright red blood mark appeared on the neck that was originally as white as jade, and finally fell down slowly......

Looking at the shadow that slowly fell, Li Zimu was stunned in his heart, and a wave came and slapped him into the river, and it slowly sank into the bottomless black.

I only felt a tightness in my chest, and suddenly opened my eyes, Li Zimu greedily took a few breaths of fresh air, looked at the ceiling above, and the despair in his heart filled the entire bedroom like substance.

just lay quietly for an hour, until the alarm clock rang, Li Zimu finally came to his senses, sighed heavily, got up and got dressed and walked to the balcony.

After a set of Tai Chi, the whole person was much more relaxed, Li Zimu looked at the traffic downstairs, the temperature in the morning was very low, and the wind blew on the face and felt very comfortable.

Shook his neck to let his brain go down, after living for so many years, the things around him have long since not fluctuated too much in his mood, and even if there is, he will recover quickly.

Turned around and entered the bedroom, Pudding was still lying on the bed squinting, Li Zimu gently touched her hair, covered her with the quilt, turned around and went out of the room door.

I made a little handmade noodles for breakfast, and after eating Li Zimu, I packed up my things and went out, Zhuang Yahao and a few of them didn't come over until the evening.

With so many mouths, you can't just fry two dishes, and there are not many things in the refrigerator at home. 100 meters of oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, his plum wood is no different from ordinary people.

I didn't drive, but today Li Zimu wanted to go out for a walk, driving has the fun of driving, and walking also has the fun of walking. Anyway, the mall is not far from where he lives, and if he really wants to leave, twenty minutes is enough.

Most people don't go to work on Saturdays, and they can finally rest for two days after a busy week, so naturally they can take a lazy nap to treat themselves.

Minhai is a well-managed city, and the same is true in most places these days, at least on the surface, most ordinary people still live in harmony and work in peace and contentment.

Sometimes one or two things that are exposed are angry with people and gods, most of them are pointed out by Qianfu, no matter what the final result is, at least the three views of ordinary people are still positive, and it can also be called a positive thing.

"Uh-huh-hmmh......h

The boy seemed to have some problems with his vocal cords, and could only make a voice and could not say a clear word, and he held a small notebook in his right hand with the names of many people written on it, which seemed to have been written by someone who had bought a newspaper before.

On the contrary, most of the people who buy newspapers are young boys and girls who don't read newspapers at all, and most of them still retain a little sympathy. And those middle-aged people who are a little older don't look back, and sometimes they will scold them for a sentence or two when they delay their time.

"Mmmm

"Give me two copies" Li Zimu looked at the small notebook in his hand and said, there is a disability certificate on it, and some messy names below, there are not many people who buy them, and the dates are lined up to the previous few days and have not turned the page.

The young man hurriedly said thank you indistinctly, and handed over the small notebook, Li Zimu waved his hand to show that he didn't want to write, took out ten yuan and took two copies and walked away.

Let's not talk about the relationship behind this young man, maybe his life on weekdays is not very bad, it's just that he was deliberately called out and sold miserably by virtue of his physical defects, and in fact, the profit is not him.

Probably all those who are old know about this relationship, so it is understandable that they don't buy it, and they don't want their kindness to go into other people's pockets.

After living for so many years, Li Zimu can still be seen, the difference lies in this, some people can see it or give a helping hand, and hope that the young man will also be treated a little kinder, which has little to do with how much social darkness he has experienced, just the difference between people's hearts.

Lu Xun once said such a passage, which is very interesting in Li Zimu's opinion.

May the Chinese people get rid of the cold air, just go up, and don't have to listen to the words of the self-defeating people. Those who can do things do things, and those who can speak up can speak up. There is a point of heat, and a point of light. Even if it is like a firefly, it can also shine a little light in the dark, and you don't have to wait for the torch.

After that, if there is no torch, I am the only light. If there is a torch and the sun comes out, we will naturally disappear with joy and sincerity. Not only is there no grievance, but there is also joy in praising the torch or the sun. Because it shines on humanity, even me.