The wind is getting stronger. The small cloud turned into a thick white cloud, which slowly rose and expanded, gradually covering the sky.

It's snowing lightly.

Suddenly, large flakes of snow fell. The wind whined, and a blizzard came.

In an instant, the dark sky merged with the sea of snow, and everything was invisible.

He didn't know how he got back to school from that little teahouse, and he was all confused all the way.

"Malignant tumors... Malignant tumor ......" along the way, he has been muttering to himself.

"It was just found out this weekend, and it's already in the late stages. ”

"Malignant tumors... Advanced. Xiao Jian couldn't believe his ears.

If he was struck by lightning, he only felt cold, his blood was still flowing, and his internal force was still running, but he couldn't feel his body temperature.

"Our family has spent a lot of money and will send her to the United States tomorrow for treatment. Not going to let her go back to school, she sneaked over by herself. She wants to go to school to see your classmates..."

He thought about his past life, and she knew why she was crying in the afternoon.

Malignancy...... Cancer... Advanced......

"Why are your eyes swollen?"

"No, maybe I drank too much water before going to bed last night, hehe"

"Classmate Tang, why didn't you go to self-study last night, you didn't see you, you went on a date?"

"Ahh How is it possible, when I came yesterday, a cool breeze blew, a little cold and snowed, so I slept in the dormitory. By the way, you're almost on your birthday, aren't you? I'll give you a sword gift then. ”

"Hehe, thank you!"

He thought of that pale conversation, and she knew about it then, right?

He could imagine a young girl, despair and sadness after knowing the bad news, tasting loneliness and death alone, crying alone in a lonely room, watching snowflakes fall in the sky.

His body was cold, and his heart was blocked as if he couldn't breathe.

He knew, and he understood the letter he received in the army in his previous life.

A girl who tasted death in despair just wanted to spend his last birthday with him and postponed going to the doctor.

However, she suddenly found that he was gone! no goodbye, no reason, as if the two had always been passers-by...

His tears were like beads with broken threads, and he tried to open his windswept eyes, and the tears flowed like that.

He silently walked along the road lined with poplar trees, thinking about the bits and pieces of his past life, thinking about her despair and pain. Thinking about the mending damage he brought her...

He wanted to howl loudly to vent his breathless frustration. However, he found that he could not make any sound from his mouth when he shouted hard.

"If there is an afterlife, please don't leave me silently, you owe me a hug. ”

Thinking of the last sentence of the letter, his heart hurt even more, a pinprick like a prick.

Tears rolled out, no sobbing, no choking...

Reminiscing about the past life, walking on the road with the cold wind howling and the snow fluttering.

In the unfocused eyes, the tears rolled down like that, without a pause, and cried silently.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Many things have been encountered, no matter how mature, steady, or iron-clad you are, there will be some people or things that turn into soft knives and pierce your heart.

"You poor, why don't you die! Are you blind......?"

"Bang ......"

Before the driver could finish speaking, the car rolled out with the people.

The dejected figure didn't stop, and he didn't even twist his head.

The eyes were still empty, unfocused.

All this happened so fast that Xiao Jian unconsciously walked away, never realizing that he had kicked over an Audi A6.

was stunned by Yang Yifei, who was following from a distance in the sports car behind.

He couldn't believe it, what did he see?

"Just kick and a Audi A6 rolls out......?"

He was stunned, he saw that something was wrong with him, and he was afraid that something would happen to Xiao Jian, so he kept hanging far behind him.

He didn't expect that he would be able to see this kind of scene that would ruin his three views.

What is it?magic?...... special function?

He was sad, he was distressed, and he wanted to appear in front of her and talk to him now

"I'm sorry"!

In his previous life, he always thought that he was an iron-blooded soldier with countless honors in his life, and he was an iron-clad and arrogant man.

But it turned out that everything was a joke, a downright tragic protagonist. It's just that he has lied to himself all his life without knowing it.

The lights have been turned off in the school, and the dorm doors are locked.

He lifted his breath and went up to the second floor, and when he returned to the dormitory, he lay on the bed. Just stared straight at the ceiling in a daze.

He needed to vent, he couldn't get out of the depression in his chest, he wanted to drink, he wanted to howl loudly.

Got up, snored to the top of the building, and then stepped through the light door to the quaint inn room.

At this time, it was also night, so I didn't say anything to Bai Shi, and asked Xiao Er for wine directly, and poured it into his mouth after opening the mud seal.

Five or six jars of wine are always in the body of this life, and they are already drunk.

But the boredom in his chest became more and more boring, so he thought about going out for a walk.

"Whew!"

Carrying a jar of wine, he walked out of the door of the inn, exhaled a breath of air, and suddenly felt a little depressed.

Then he looked left and right, and when he saw that the lights on the right were brighter, he turned to the right and walked.

Walking slowly, I paid attention to the street scenery on both sides and the signboards of the shops, and I wanted to divert my attention as soon as possible and forget all the sadness and sadness.

It's good to know a lot of things, put them in your heart, and make up for them with actions, that is, he is an old man's mentality, and he doesn't want anyone to see his weak side.

Walking alone in the empty streets, looking at the lights in the distance, a song suddenly came to his mind, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and sing with a feeling in his heart.

"The brightly lit streets suddenly hit a cold snap, and the distant tenderness can't solve the near sorrow, is it drifting with the tide......"

After howling a song, I suddenly felt that my body was lighter, and it was very refreshing after howling.

He howled alone, feeling that all the depression in his heart was howling out.

And howled out of excitement, and couldn't help but slap the wine in his hand away.

Then I did it again and then poured it for a while, and then again. After he finished singing, he poured a little wine, and then repeatedly, sometimes taking a few sips when he stopped in between.

I don't know how many times I got drunk after this. Originally, the drunkenness of the several large jars of wine he drank before had not yet passed, and he continued to drink at this time, and the alcohol content was very high, so he naturally got drunk quickly.

The more I sing, the more sad I feel, the more I drink, the more I can't stop the heartache, all kinds of pictures, past and present lives come to mind, and tears are once again like beads with broken threads... Roll down.

In a drunken haze, he felt his feet flutter and his body swayed. After singing it again, I suddenly remembered a long-lost song in my mind, a song that he howled when he drank too much in his previous life.

It's about wine. He staggered and limped from side to side as he opened his mouth and began to sing.

"I am upside down and upside down like a wave,

There are thousands of grievances, I laugh,

I'm low, I'm high,

Shaking and refusing to fall,

I know best what is in the wine,

Famous in the rivers and lakes, never use a knife,

I carry the burden of a thousand pounds on one shoulder,

I don't cry out for grievances or beg for mercy, I am willing to bend down to friendship,

A drunken immortal hero,

Don't say that madmen are kind, and don't laugh at infatuation and infatuation are hard to find,

Don't be afraid of getting drunk across the sea and the sky,

Crazy and crazy and drunk while ...... young"

This song does not represent his current situation, he can't help but vent the depression in his heart, at this time he is already drunk, crying and laughing, only feel that the louder he sings, the more open-minded he is, and he sings more high-pitched.

While singing, he walked on the long street, staggering, and from time to time he had to raise his head and drink a few sips of wine, only to feel extremely happy.

But fortunately, it was late at night, and there were almost no pedestrians on the road, otherwise they would have come to watch him look at him as a madman.

Although there were almost none, there were still a few people who saw him and walked away from afar.

These are probably cowardly, and unwilling to cause trouble, seeing him a drunk, crazy and screaming, afraid of following him, provoking him to be drunk and crazy with himself.

But there are also those who are not afraid of things and bold, and this is not only here, but there is more than one, there are as many as four. When a group of people saw him, they did not shy away, but one of them shouted at him

"Drunk, get out of the way!"

Although Xiao Jian was a little drunk at this time, his mind was still sober, and seeing that this group of people was fierce and not like a good person, he shouted so unceremoniously.

When I was angry, I pretended not to hear. He continued to shout and sing there, and his feet were still limping forward.

"Damn, you stinky drunk, do you hear me?

The man who had shouted again shouted. Seeing that Xiao Jian still didn't react, he couldn't help but be angry while singing to himself while walking forward crookedly.

"*** You drunkard is going to be beaten, the grandfather is in a bad mood tonight, you got up!"

As he spoke, he grabbed a step forward and slammed his fist at Shen Zui's head.

If you want to say that you are in a bad mood, where can anyone be in a worse mood than Xiao Jian at this time? Ignoring it just now, it was because he was immersed in his own world, and he didn't care about the petty scheming of this world.

At this time, when I saw someone trying to beat me, I was already full of depression and vented, and naturally I had a goal in an instant.

You can't live if you do your own sin, you can't die by yourself, no wonder others, beating these people is the right to beat a sandbag to vent.