June 8, 2113 at 18:30 in the Top of the Lone Star room

There were no lights on in the room. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe moon outside the window threw the cold light into it, and in this dark room, a short figure was pulled out, sitting alone in the moonlight. The room, quietly.

He didn't know how long he had been sitting and how he had come back, only how he had hesitant to go out and how he had shut himself in his room when he returned.

Still in a daze, he got up and knelt on the edge of the bed, his vision blurred from crying, and he fumbled for a long time before he found a white fist-sized ball from under his pillow. Because of years of uninterrupted use, it looks a little old. He clicked the button on the top - "Fingerprint confirmation, simulator unlock" The mechanical sound had just fallen, and the white ball began to assemble itself. After 10 seconds, it turned into an egg-shaped helmet - Bestwishes (abbreviated as BW), an epoch-making product developed by the "Dream Guard" R&D company under the Chinese company with all B-level and above technicians for 5 years, through which users can achieve so-called complete stealth and become a player of its flagship product, the holographic online game "Disillusionment".

The top of the lone star put it on his head, his back against the foot of the bed, and his mind returned to the much-anticipated four-strong tournament. In that game, he was in charge of the tyrant's desire and looked down on the battlefield; There, his flesh was awe-inspiring; At that moment, he is the winner, the hegemon, the master! He got what he wanted with his own strength.

And the reality is that he is just a Ah Yu who has not even confessed and has been invisibly rejected!

"Fool." This is what Leng Xiaoya said to Qi Chou, and now, the top of the lone star said to himself with a smile. He smiled so sadly, it was pure sadness without other emotions.

The party should be over, what will they do? Whether to invite them to dinner as a group of six (now a group of five), or their two-person world, will they go to the movies, or go back to school to see, what will they say on the way, whether it is the gains and losses of the college entrance examination, or their own three-year mental journey, or, or ......

"Ahh The room that had been silent for a long time was finally broken, torn apart, and dismembered by this irrepressible roar. He knelt on the ground and pounded the ground hard, accompanied by roars, mixed with tears, accusing, resentment, blame!

Who? Who is it?

She? No, the top of the lone star was just secretly crushing on her, and she never showed affection for him, and he never revealed his heart. He? No, Qi Chou is through legitimate means, there is no "horizontal knife to snatch love", he has no reason to hate him, and Qi Chou is very good to everyone, although he is a rich N generation, but he does not have a little shelf, and he takes special care of himself who is a poor student in the eyes of the teacher, he does not want to hate him, and most importantly, Qi Chou is handsome, golden, personable, and gentle, he is not qualified to hate such an outstanding Prince Charming. He can be happy with the girl he likes.

So, who is it?

Who caused today's situation?

Who is responsible for the present?

Who is it and who is it exactly?

The top of the lone star stopped his hands, his helmet slipped and fell to the ground, and the room returned to calm.

Looking at these hands that were still trembling because of the pain, blood had already covered the hands.

"Uhh

It's me, it's me, it's me!

A joke, anyone can hear that this is a joke, why is it only you who take it seriously, why?! For this joke, he gave up the college entrance examination and fought in this game for two days and two nights! He's in the top three, he's defeated the Heavenly Evil, he's the one who calmly left the bloody hand of the Heavenly Heavens - but what's the use? He couldn't even say "I like you."

The helmet, already cracked, as if it were his hope full of cracks.

He took out the strip machine in his pocket and was about to press the power button, but his hand stopped.

How should he explain it to his parents?

He didn't dare, and put the phone back in his pocket like a plague god. The top of the lone star picked up the helmet that had fallen aside, the object he once regarded as a treasure was now just a bunch of stinky dogs, and he stared at it, the original scene flashing through his mind.

For a long time, a long time, the whole room remained fragile calm as if nothing had happened.

The reason why I say vulnerable is because, "It's all because of you!" The irascible cry, like the last resentment of the executing man against the world, destroyed the tranquility. The helmet flew out, then the glass shattered, then the shards fell to the ground, and then, quietly.

He regretted it, and now, he regretted it.

He raised his head, barely opened his swollen eyes, stared out the window in a daze, and then closed it. Defeated, he said to himself; It's over, he said to himself.

Today I fell out of love, and the funny thing is that I was never in love.

Despair, like a swamp, constantly pulls the top of the lone star down, and he just obediently sinks, sinks. The fibers overhead are getting thinner and thinner - it's really over.

Is it over?

A secret room of the mind at the top of the lone star

Everyone has the habit of talking to themselves, but have you reached the level of the top of the lone star: building a spiritual chamber in the bottom of your heart?

Have you seen the masterpiece "Inception Notes" a hundred years ago? Build your own utopian world in your dreams. This is one of them.

This secret room is only one room in size, and the facilities are very basic, with only two wooden chairs. You may ask if it's your own fantasy anyway, why not the whole two-bedroom and one-bedroom well-decorated home room?

Well, for a poor man, it's enough to be a safe haven.

It's over

He sat in the wooden chair of fantasy, crossed his hands, and buried his head down.

Is it over?

There was a light pat on the back, and the photographer turned out to be exactly the same as the top of the lone star.

What else, I have, I have nothing. Leave me alone, month.

In order to produce a dialogue effect, the top of the lone star named this imaginary person "Moon".

The man known as the moon walked some distance, his fingers a little empty, and conjured up a kettle and two cups. Poured two full cups and threw the kettle with his hand raised, because it was no longer needed. (Actually, it's not even necessary to pour water, the water cup will come out of the water by itself, in the soul room) Yue pinched the top of the water cup and jumped to the top of the lone star, and the cup in his right hand froze his cheek.

When he raised his head, Yue shoved the water cup into his hand again.

Are you sure? This Minion on you is still a limited edition dave. Moon grinned and drank the water from the glass in her left hand.

He was answered by a glass of water that slid across his cheek and flew by.

I don't want to hear you talk bad right now! It's time like this, and you're still in the mood to mess around! The top of the lone star yelled at him, hugged his head in both hands, and buried him.

But it couldn't be buried, the collar was suddenly pinched, and the sudden huge force suddenly flipped the top of the lone star to the ground. The eyes of the moon were dead to the top of the lone star, and her legs pressed against them.

Then I'll be serious, you are stupid, you can't hear any jokes about winning games and inviting guests to dinner; You coax, Brother Qi is willing to organize such a huge scene just for one woman, you can only cheer behind and cry in the corner. The term stinky sling, perfect for you. However, you are not a stinky sling with nothing, and even more so now is not the time of life and death.

Think about what else you have!

The pain in the heart suddenly came, and the top of the lone star looked down along the pain—the hands that were still as white as white just now actually appeared with blood covered with their hands, and the bright red reflected the strange red light. "Pop" "pop" drips on the broken glass of the floor.

It looks like I've just smashed the glass.

Da Ming, even if you think you have lost everything, but you still have this, you have this artifact that has a chance to turn the tables at any time - you are still alive, the top of the lone star, you are still here, you at least have yourself and you are in the same country, and these hands and you go to hold the sky!

Live, the top of the lone star, live, even a decrepit boy in this world has a lost dog who is willing to share the fire with you, and you rely on each other to keep warm and rely on each other with this uncared body temperature. Staying alive is more important than anything else, only by living can there be tomorrow, only by living can you create miracles, and only by living can you have the possibility of realizing your wishes.

Aspiration? My wish?

……

The room at the top of the lone star

When I opened my eyes, I saw hands full of blood donations, broken glass shards, and a bright night sky.

My wishes.

I heard my aunt say that there was a Leo meteor shower on the day of the game, although you and I are not Leo, but you are right to make a wish regardless of the constellation, so say your wish, boy.

Wish?

Aspiration! My wish!

The top of the lone star dragged his numb legs and moved to the bay window, trying to open his red eyes and look at the starry sky.

If the time is right, it should be now.

The dark sky was as quiet as a room, and it was no surprise that tomorrow should be a pleasantly cloudy day, when suddenly, the clouds were broken through by a ray of light, and a meteor flew out of the sky, with a long tail, breaking through the blockade of the moonlight, burning its own life to its heart's content, offering its fleeting beauty to all who were lucky enough to see it.

As long as I live, as long as I live, I still have hope, I can turn everything around, didn't I say that I made a wish for a meteor or anything, then I have only one wish now, I know this is a fool's dream, but I only have this one wish now!

"My wish is to start all over again!"

God, give me a miracle, reverse the future like the X-Men, all it takes is one-

"A chance to do it all over again, right, Yang Xingming?"

The shoulder was pressed down, and there was no sound other than that.

The room fell silent again.

This time the calm is like the aftermath of the end of the piano of "Sleeping Beauty", although it is silent, but there is an undercurrent, this undercurrent is not cared for, it goes around and around, wading through mountains and rivers in the narrow mountain col in the future, it will set off a storm that will surprise all living beings!

This turmoil is often referred to as fate

(Volume 00: The End of Origin)