Chapter 11: The Vase of Rebirth

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"Please take me back! Again--go again......", Li Yusheng's head was raised heavily, her hands touched the void, the whole world was dark and quiet, she thought she couldn't touch anything substantial, but in fact, she grabbed a warm, slightly wet, palm.

The palm of the hand was slightly wet, because of the sweat, the same sweat seemed to be out of strength, and there was a half-length silhouette.

Because he had grasped something substantial, the struggling and impatient mood was soothed, and his head fell back to the pillow, and his mouth murmured......

The snowy night when I first met Shen Zijin in my freshman year must be erased.

On that snowy night, she didn't go to the New Year's ball, she wore a pure white embroidered jacket, the corners of her jeans were tucked into half-leg cowhide boots, and she strolled neatly on the playground of the art academy.

"I'm ready, a qiē, from the beginning."

I'm being reborn, so a qiē shouldn't be the same, right?

The music in the dance hall was very loud, and the laughter and laughter were mixed with the music, and the clothes put their hands in the pockets of their cotton jackets, exhaled a breath of white air, and swept their eyes in the direction of the dance hall.

The New Year's ball, because of the large number of participants, the auditorium is not enough, the college deliberately adjusted a restaurant with the largest area to hold it, and the lively boys and girls enjoyed themselves bombarded the atmosphere in the venue again and again.

**Outside the door, there is a lonely alien, thinly dressed, extremely lonely, shrugging his shoulders, staring inside through the hazy frosted glass.

At the previous ball, she was a happy princess in the field at the moment, and she didn't have time to look out the door.

The snowflakes flew, one by one, one by one, piled up on the shoulders and the top of the hair of the alien, and through the rotating neon light of the frosted glass, on the top of the hair on the shoulder, flashing one after another.

From such a distance, the clothes clearly captured the side face under the top of the hair, slender, fair-skinned, almost transparent, with tightly pursed lips, fluttering eyelashes, and a black mole the size of a mung bean grain on the right eyebrow......

That's it, across the distance, across the distance of distant mountains and rivers, a slender figure, once approached countless times, and then far away, silently.

There are so many things to say: "Are you- alright?" Where did you go? Did you get into college? Where to study? ”

But, Li Yushang had roots under her feet, a lock on her mouth, and her arms weighed a thousand pounds, she couldn't move or speak, letting the waves surge in her heart, and her eyes were blurry......

A warm voice saved her.

"Don't worry, I'm here, I've always been there."

The voice was warm and familiar, but it exuded infinite exhaustion.

With God's help, all the cells in her body cried out, and she heard her own voice: "Let's start over, I will be good, hard, live, not dependent on anyone, not afraid of anything, strong, brave, hard-working......."

Hot tears rolled down, this time crying painfully, not because of resentment of Shen Zijin's flowery heart, nor because he grabbed a bad card and couldn't even maintain his livelihood, what he cried was his cowardly and lazy vase-like life.

With a good appearance and a good temperament, Shun Shun lì Li made a vase that was carefully cared for in the high hall, but he didn't expect that no matter how beautiful and expensive the vase is, there will be times when the owner is tired of it, and the owner earns more money, and he will think about putting a few more vases with different colors outside the house......

It's dawn.

Under the floor-to-ceiling window, a large yellowish rice paper silhouette was dyed bright red by someone, and the color seeped into every vein, as if it was born to be so bright and vivid.