At the roadside food stall, Wang Zhi drank beer so quietly, and sat until about one o'clock in the morning, and then slowly walked back home.

Wang Zhi's home is a relatively quaint small courtyard house, which is rare in today's metropolis and can be regarded as a cultural heritage.

This courtyard is still left by Wang Zhitai's grandfather, and fortunately, the Wang family has practiced medicine for generations, saving people and helping the world, and has a lot of good names around, so this small courtyard can be preserved in the turmoil of the special period.

Wang Zhi's house is a house located in the West District, that is, a wing room in ancient times, when he returned to the room, Wang Zhi didn't wash, just lay on the bed in a daze, and fell asleep.

At the same time as Wang Zhi was sleeping, a light suddenly turned on in one of the houses inside.

Wang Zhi's mother, Jiang Yun, sat up from the bed gently at this time, looked at the direction of Wang Zhi's room, couldn't help but leave a tear in the corner of her eye, and gently touched her husband Wang Tianyuan next to her: "What do you say is wrong with Zhi'er, he has been like this since he was hit by electricity last time, he didn't agree, and he was depressed all day long, how is this good, he is young and has not yet started a family, so his life will be ruined." ”

Jiang Yun's tone was full of sadness, and he couldn't help but sobbed as he spoke.

Wang Zhi's father, Wang Tianyuan, did not fall asleep, at this time he was lying on the side of the bed so gently, with half a lit cigarette in his hand, and took a puff gently, Wang Zhiyuan sighed, and said helplessly: "Zhi'er, this child has been sensible since he was a child, but his surname is Zilie, if there is something hidden in his heart, we can't ask, I have talked to my father in the past two days, Zhi'er must have been stimulated by something, and it was difficult to accept it for a while, only when he slowly figured it out." ”

"But what if he can't figure it out?" Jiang Yun asked.

"Let's take a look again, if it really doesn't work, find a psychiatrist to show Zhi'er." Wang Zhiyuan snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, grabbed Jiang Yun's waist, patted him lightly on the back, and comforted him softly: "Don't worry, Zhi'er has been strong since she was a child, and this time she should be able to carry it no matter what happens." ”

In his sleep, Wang Zhi returned to ancient times again, and saw many familiar faces, which made Wang Zhi's heart twitch again. It seemed to be real and illusory, Wang Zhi suddenly sat up from the bed, staring blankly at the bright moonlight outside the window, unable to distinguish which was the reality and which was illusory.

Every day, Wang Zhi tried his best to forget, and tried his best to make himself extremely tired, but he didn't want to dream about the past anymore, but no matter how tired Wang Zhi was, how dizzy he was, once he closed his eyes, the countless years he had experienced were like pictures of a movie, and they crossed his mind over and over again.

Standing up lightly, walking to the window, Wang Zhi opened the window and let the bright moonlight spill into the room, the sixteenth moon was so round and so bright, but it still couldn't illuminate the gloom in Wang Zhi's heart.

All the beauty exists in fiction and fantasy, but the cruelty of reality is real, in many obscene novels, every protagonist who crosses is so happy and brilliant, but only when you really experience it, you know that everything is just the fantasy of the world.

Just standing quietly, watching the moon slowly set and the sun slowly rise, Wang Zhi ushered in a new day again, this new day is hope, a dream, and a torment for others.

Wang Zhi even thought about ending himself here, but he was afraid of opening his eyes again, after all, people who had already died twice were still living in pain, and death was not a luxury for this kind of person.

Jiang Yun and Wang Zhiyuan got up to clean the house and prepare breakfast, and grandfather Wang Yizhi exercised in the yard.

Wang Zhi just stood outside the window, looking at his relatives close at hand, as if countless times had passed.

Are they real, can I touch them, is all this really not a dream, Wang Zhi asked himself over and over again in his heart.

"Zhi'er, come out and wash your face and eat." Jiang Yun gently pushed open the door, looked at Wang Zhi who was standing in front of the window, and called softly.

"Got it." Wang Zhi responded casually, his body did not move, he still looked out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Zhi'er, what's wrong with you, tell your mother if it's okay." Seeing Wang Zhi's pale face and sloppy hair, Jiang Yun's bitter water couldn't help erupting anymore, hugged Wang Zhi tightly in his arms, and muttered in his mouth: "Zhi'er, no matter what you encounter, tell your mother whether it's okay or not, don't torture yourself like this, look at you, your face is pale, your beard is sloppy, and you still look like a twenty-three-year-old young man there." ”

Jiang Yun's eyes kept dripping, and his heart was also like a knife, and his originally good son became so strange and depressed in an instant, which made Jiang Yun's heart sink into a trough.

"Pale and sloppy, hehe, is this me?" Wang Zhi muttered in his heart repeating Jiang Yun's words, couldn't help but laugh at himself, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly touched his chin, and suddenly a touch of joy rose from Wang Zhi's face, as if a dying person suddenly found a glimmer of life.

After a short silence, Wang Zhi suddenly pushed away Jiang Yun, who was holding him, and walked quickly to the side of the bathroom.

Standing in front of the big mirror in the bathroom, Wang Zhi looked at his image, and suddenly let out a burst of wild laughter, he laughed so unrestrained, so happy, and a pleasure from the depths of his soul.

"I've got a beard." After laughing wildly, Wang Zhi twitched his chin again, looking at the beard on the side of his mouth in the mirror, Wang Zhi muttered to himself.

Yes, Wang Zhi has a beard, which is a normal thing for every young man, but it makes Wang Zhi very excited.

How many years, fifteen hundred years or seventeen hundred years, Wang Zhi can't remember, he only remembers that since he crossed over, this damn beard has never grown, but now he has grown a beard, what does it mean, it means that he has gotten rid of the confusion of immortality, he can once again be born and die like a normal person, marry a wife and have children, proving that he no longer needs to escape, no need to worry.

"Is this all true?" Wang Zhi really couldn't believe it, too, after returning to the city again, Wang Zhi's depression and confusion were partly due to such bizarre things, but more importantly, he was afraid that he was still immortal, and he still had to watch his relatives die in front of him one by one, but he still maintained a young appearance.

How many people have been longing for immortality for a long time are like a tiger in front of Wang Zhi, making Wang Zhi fearful.

"Zhi'er, are you okay?" Jiang Yun heard Wang Zhi's laughter, and his heart trembled. Timidly walked in and asked with concern, she was scared.

Calming down his excitement, looking at his mother who loved him, Wang Zhi slowly walked up to Jiang Yun, hugged Jiang Yun tightly, hugged him deeply, Wang Zhi decided, whether all this was true or not, he had to give himself a chance.

"Mom, my son is not good, I've been suffering you these days." Holding Jiang Yun's trembling body, Wang Zhi said with a look on his face, indeed, for Jiang Yun, it may only be a few days of change, but for Wang Zhi, it is a thousand years of farewell.

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