For the next week, I could dream of Zuo Ying's memories almost every night.

The timeline of memory is disordered, the night before it was still his elementary school days, and the next day it will be Zuo Ying in preschool.

Ye Luo only learned at this time, it turned out that Zuo Ying, Chen Ze and the Wang family had known each other since childhood, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were childhood sweethearts. I haven't heard him talk about this kind of thing, probably because there are no people here who can have anything to do with them, and I have something to do with them is silent, because it's not a relationship that can be talked about in a big way.

Hawkers, let's not mention this aspect for the time being, Zuo Ying was also quite cute when she was a child. His parents have dressed him up as a doll since he was a child, and when he was led outside, he was as beautiful as a little princess, and all the little girls in the community were not his opponents. This almost hands-on way of understanding is much more powerful than saying it himself or looking at childhood photos.

No, maybe it would be more interesting for him to reluctantly say it in person, cough cough cough, let's wait until I go back to City A.

In addition to the above two contents, what impressed Ye Luo the most was Zuo Ying's jealousy and hatred.

Well, this word is a bit exaggerated when used on children, but the simple sense of justice in him has continued from childhood to adulthood. From the mischievous boy who taught the bully to the senior boy who violently beat up and forcibly collected protection money, his force was basically used to defend the weak.

However, his sense of justice was not duly rewarded.

Because he defended the weak, he trampled the 'bosses' on campus one by one. And then what?

The weakling, with fear and awe, treat him as the new 'boss'.

When I first met Zuo Ying, I understood a little bit why he had such an awkward character.

For more than a week, Ye Luo has seen his growth since elementary school.

Well, tonight should be the source. The source of his sense of justice.

Ye Luo already had some guesses.

My dreams have always been associated with that period of time that was swallowed up by history. Then, Zuo Ying should also have something to do with them. It's not a dream of yourself, it's a real connection.

"Look, what a big factory!"

"It's spectacular."

"It's one thing to be spectacular, and light industry of this scale is very polluting."

"Eh Xiaoqing is really, she always says such unfortunate words"

"It's the facts, it's the facts"

The girls inside the bus chattered about the scenery on both sides of the road.

It looks like it's already here. Terminus, S City.

I have learned from the dream that this is Zuo Ying's hometown. It wasn't a coincidence that I was able to see him on my first night here.

However, this is not only his hometown, but also the place where his parents worked after being transferred, but they can't just visit him. will be killed by righteousness, probably.

Act I.

Five-year-old Zuo Ying stood in front of a shoulder-length, pink-carved little Lori, fearlessly glaring at several boys who were struggling with lust.

Although the small skirt on his body has greatly reduced his deterrent power, there is still a different kind of cuteness.

And the boys on the opposite side obviously had the same opinion, and after choking a few words, they rushed up, planning to press Zuo Ying down first and then tease - it was the kind of flirting between children, only naughty and not astringent.

Zuo Ying was not afraid at all, raised his fist and rushed up, scuffling with the boys.

He is far more disciplined than the opponent's several Wang Baquan, and it can be seen that he has been systematically trained. But at this age, he is much more immature than Zuo Ying, who will be invincible all over the campus in the future, and it took a lot of effort to force these boys back, and even his shirt was torn and his skirt was torn.

"Ahh Tear up your clothes! ”

"Run! I was caught by an adult and was going to be spanked! ”

"Let's go and play with coins!"

The boys turned and ran away for strange reasons. Well, this kind of frolicking with each other can only be said to run away.

But Zuo Ying still threw herself up triumphantly because of the victory, and didn't think about how to explain it when she went home.

"Are the clothes all right?"

The little girl who was protected asked timidly.

Ye Luo knows her.

It's not that I know her in reality, but the number of appearances she makes in dreams is second only to Zuo Ying herself. Her name is Nan Bingyue, she is a girl from a very good family, the two have known each other since kindergarten, and Zuo Ying has protected her until she transferred to the fourth grade of primary school. It was also at that time that he took the opportunity to stop wearing women's clothes, of course, and now he has picked it up again, the ability of women's clothes.

The two only met again when they were in junior high school, and at this time, Nan Bingyue had returned to City A, and her attitude towards him was also a 180-degree turn, from a timid cute green plum to a 'bad girl' who always teased him.

These two guys are fans of the authorities. That's teasing and complaining, it's just showing affection.

Scene Change, Act II.

Outside in a grassy setting, four-year-old Zuo Ying is taught martial arts techniques by a middle-aged man with a haggard face.

Ye Luo felt that this middle-aged man was familiar.

Not in a dream, but somewhere else, somewhere else

"I'm going to practice hard and become a hero who protects everyone else!"

During the interval of practice, Zuo Ying said loudly in a childish voice. He was born cute, and with this soft children's voice, I am afraid that no one will treat him as a boy when he is a child.

"Hehe" A little smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face, he lowered his body and pressed Zuo Ying's shoulder, "It's better not to be a hero, it's too hard and too cruel." Just correct what you don't like to see, just do what you can. ”

"What you can't get used to," Zuo Ying crooked his little brain, trying to think about the meaning of this sentence.

A thunderclap exploded in Ye Luo's mind.

Come to think of it!

This figure, this skill, and this sentence!

He's a man who can do it!

I remember seeing him many times in previous dreams. He is a conservative in the heroic organization, advocating the idea of 'what you can', emphasizing not to do and focusing on things that are beyond your ability, and has a large number of fans. This may also be the reason why he survived this post-heroic era.

No, no, no. He probably didn't escape either.

If he successfully accompanies Zuo Ying to grow up and teaches him exquisite martial arts and the philosophy of 'what he can', then the number of times he appears in his memory should be similar to that of Nan Bingyue.

However, Ye Luo had never seen him in his memory before this.

As he thought about this, the scene changed again.

Act III.