In the chaos. Cheng Long felt that something was invading his consciousness? But his limbs are completely out of control. The darkness in front of me gradually became clear. The past of life, flashback as fast as a movie.

Fragments of memories flashed before my eyes.

"The email was sent successfully!" Cheng Long was left with a lazy waist on the table, and he finally finished it.

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"Worm, what's the matter tonight?" Manager Sun asked with a kind smile. Cheng Long replied solemnly. "Aunt Li next door introduced me to a girl, about tonight." Manager Sun's smile was still kind, and he patted Cheng Long on the shoulder. "Well, since there's nothing to do, let's go to the western suburbs to work overtime!"

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"Little Worm Insect estimates that the grandson is looking for someone to work overtime tonight, you can make up a reason." Fat Liu kindly reminded Cheng Long to arrive.

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"Xiao Chengcheng, I want curry rice at noon, and I'll give you the money when I turn around."

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"Little worm, although you are not late, but you are only ten minutes ahead of work, generally speaking, we require 15 minutes in advance, so your attendance bonus this month is gone."

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"Worm, you're working overtime tonight!"

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The silhouettes of life are constantly flashbacking.

Mu Ran's Cheng Long suddenly discovered. My life in recent years has been repeated over and over again. Day after day, living the same life, dreaming the same unattainable dreams year after year, the only difference being the possibility of working overtime in different places, this year is a year older than last year.

Seeing this, Cheng Long suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of sadness. He began to feel like he was wasting his life. No, not today, but already wasting life from a few years ago.

A life that goes on and on, a struggle without a goal, and a life for the sake of survival. Whenever I go to a crossroads, I just habitually follow the old path that I am familiar with. Choices that seem like at least you won't get lost often miss out on the better scenery around you.

What seems to us to move forward with purpose is actually blindly following the habitual thinking. Hide in your comfort zone. Although he did not experience wind and rain, he also lost the courage to go out and see the outside world.

Cheng Long smiled helplessly, why do people always have an epiphany when they are about to die?

Three years have not changed much. I just watched my passion be extinguished by time.

In a blink of an eye, when I graduated from college, when several buddies in the dormitory were spanking each other with tears in their eyes, laughing at each other's chirps, and even returned the silver beans. But he poured a bottle of beer on his face to hide something. In a trance, I realized that I hadn't contacted my buddies for a long time.

The three-year experience is full of laughter. Six people with distinct personalities. From unscrupulous seniors. Slowly walking towards the cautious recruit egg who has just entered the freshman year in the joyful fart.

That should be the happiest time Cheng Long ever had.

When recalling high school. A figure that almost disappeared from Cheng Long's life appeared in front of him. It was a thin, old face, always wearing a pair of sunglasses. He had a short beard on his forehead, which he said was very manly. This is a person who, after that incident, forcibly inserted into his own life. After going to college, he disappeared quietly.

In retrospect, it was a youthful memory. During the day, I go to school with trepidation. In the evening, he returned to the boarding house and guarded the man to be taught.

Cheng Long's high school career is two sentences for him.

"Remember, don't show your cleverness to others. It's just stupid for others, but it's going to kill you for you. ”

"Stinky boy, why are you so cowardly, if you like that girl, you will chase it. Not like a gentleman at all. Hey, if you are afraid of rejection, Uncle Cheng has medicine, colorless and tasteless, non-toxic side effects, and conscience products. It took me a lot of work to find it online. ”

The memories gradually deepened, when Cheng Long saw his 15-year-old figure and met his uncle with glasses for the first time.

He finally realized that some things that had been sealed by him for too long were finally going to be turned out.

Midsummer night. A 15-year-old teenager. Holding a spoon in his left hand and half a watermelon in his right hand, he sat in a small maza and watched TV. Father was typing materials in the study. Mother is cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen. There was an entertainment program on the TV. The boy's laughter amused the mother in the kitchen and infected the father in the study.

The boy in the living room laughed as he took the unfinished watermelon in his mouth. The mother, who was washing the dishes in the kitchen, heard her son's laughter and covered her mouth and snickered. The father, who was concentrating on materials in the study, smiled with relief when he heard the laughter of mother and son.

"Knock Knock"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door to the living room. The child subconsciously looked towards the door. The mother wiped her hand on her apron and prepared to open the door. My father didn't care about the visitors, and he was still concentrating on the materials.

The door opened.

The memories suddenly stagnated, a little blurry, and snowflakes appeared on an old TV with a bad signal, because, at this moment, Cheng Long strongly resisted. He didn't want the memories to make any moves, he wanted the memories to stay, this second, forever and ever. Cheng Long kept silently thinking in his heart. Don't open, don't open.

But the twisted memories eventually moved, and the door opened a gap. At this moment, the picture of the memory changed to black and white.

Mom, run. Run. Cheng Long's mood swings at this moment were very violent. The body outside of the mind also began to twitch involuntarily.

"Who?" Mother asked kindly with a kind smile.

Three men still wearing gray overalls. He replied with a smile. "We're inspecting the pipeline."

"Mom, don't believe them, they're bad people, they're bad people." Cheng Long roared hysterically. But the mother in the picture did not stop at all.

The mother invited the three men into the house, and the three men came in politely and respectfully, but their eyes looked at the whole family very impolitely, as if they wanted to understand every detail of the family thoroughly. Leave nothing to chance.

The teenager who ate the watermelon instinctively didn't like these three people. He always felt that the three of them were exuding a strange dark and rotten aura, like dead rats in the sewers.

But the melon-eating boy thought it was normal at the time, after all, they were repairing the sewers.

The father in the study only glanced at the three of them lightly, and didn't think too much about it.

However, while the father was looking back at the computer, a sudden change occurred, and one of the men who walked in the front reached into his arms at a very fast speed.

At the same time, the father of the study seemed to sense something, suddenly jumped up, and did a backflip to the back. That was also the first time Cheng Long saw his father show skills that did not match the identity of a small clerk.

Sure enough, as my father nimbly left the computer desk, a gunshot rang out. The position where the father used to sit was matched with the computer screen.

The sudden change made the mother, who was originally gentle and housekeeping, at a loss. And the sudden loud noise made the boy who ate the melon stunned on the spot, and he couldn't come back to his senses at all.

At this time, the other two men were like the first. Reaching into his arms, he pulled out a pistol with a black hole. Pointing directly at the frightened mother and the stunned teenager.

And yet at the same time. The boy saw a scene that he would never forget. I saw his bespectacled father, the father who was full of books. Suddenly, his face was hideous, his hand was clenched in the void, and a purple light flashed away.

It's like something bursting open. Only silently. The boy only felt as if his mind had been smashed with a hammer, and his consciousness was completely out of his control. And the three mysterious men who were still raising their guns and preparing to kill just now swayed from side to side at the same time, as if they had drunk too much, and as if they had turned in place hundreds of times, they couldn't find their center of gravity at all.

At this time, the boy heard his father's familiar voice in a daze. "Wife, take your son away."

Immediately afterward, the boy felt his hand being pulled by a large, gentle and familiar hand. I followed in a daze, vaguely like a mother's figure. Escaped from the home he had lived in for more than a decade.

However, that long night did not end, but just began. The confused teenager only vaguely remembered that people kept rushing out of various intersections.

Either raise a gun and threaten to shoot or shoot directly. Some were aimed at him and his mother, while others were shooting at each other, but no matter what, the bullet never hit the boy.

And more people flocked to their former homes. I could still hear my father's screams and the shouts of someone who I didn't know.

Memories are a little confusing. But something is clear. That is, 15-year-old Cheng Long clearly felt that there was a drop of mother's tears on his face.

At that time, he was panicked and dazed. The only thing that could be done was to hold the mother's hand tightly. Later, the mother and son who panicked. fled to a fork in the road. The mother ignored the pursuers and suddenly chose to stop.

"Son, mom may have to accompany you here. You need to walk the road yourself. The mother hugged her son's shoulders and said with a tearful smile. However, the next second it began to become extremely serious again.

"Xu Zilong, you remember for me, you have to live, you have to live. You must live your day happily, find a girl you love the most, and form a perfect family, ordinary, happy to live this life. "15-year-old Xu Zilong is no longer a child who doesn't understand the world. He understood that after his mother said this, he might do something that he would regret for the rest of his life.

He wanted to say something, but was suddenly pushed into the dark alley behind him by his mother, and when Cheng Long tried to pounce on it again, he found that he was blocked by an invisible wall.

Just when Cheng Long was at a loss, his mother's gentle words sounded in his mind. "Keep walking along the alley, don't stop running!"

When Xu Zilong turned around and looked back. The deep path, so dark that you could barely see the light, it seemed to symbolize the darkness leading to death, but at the moment he had no fear, he just wanted to rush over and run with his mother. He banged on the wall and shouted

He cried and struggled, but he couldn't make a sound. He banged desperately at the invisible barrier. But he was surprised to find that the pursuers who followed him ignored him without exception. It seems that I can only see the figure of the lonely mother. Even as they looked around, shouting loudly and asking their mother where they were. But no one could see or hear himself at hand.

They began to use their hands on the mother, trying to make her tell her whereabouts through violence, and the mother's weak body curled up on the ground, and blood gradually seeped out of her clothes.

Cheng Long slapped and hit the invisible wall like crazy, hissing and shouting as hard as he could, I'm here, don't fight anymore. But he couldn't make any sound in his throat.

Until the sudden gunshot rang out, a pool of red blood seeped out of the mother's chest, and the world was quiet. A relieved smile tugged at the corner of her mother's mouth. He said in a whisper

"Xiaolong, you must have breakfast in the morning, you have to grow taller.

Don't stay up late at night to play games, it's not good for your health.

You have to study hard, and when it's cold, you can add clothes,

Don't always eat that junk food......" The voice gradually weakened until it was faintly noticeable.

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"who shot it."

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"I don't know why I got angry."

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"Damn, hurry up and look for it, the little rabbit can't go far."

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The footsteps faded away.

The streets that had just been noisy were silent again. It's as if everything was a dream. Except for the woman covered in blood on the ground, proving that everything is not an illusion.

After some time, a terrible and hoarse wail tore through the night sky.

"Mom——!"