Weekends are always a bad time.

Zhong Sanqian was reluctant to do so, and stood on the floor with his small bag in his hand.

Between the two buildings, the dilapidated house was erected here, I don't know if it was a psychological problem, it seemed that this house was a little more embarrassed than before, that is, the windows were crumbling, as if they were going to fall to the ground in the next moment.

The dark corners of the house were made of black wood, and there was not much light shining in the dark corners.

Walking forward slowly, I didn't smell anything strange, but I didn't look very clean.

It's all because I was lost for a while, but now I've finally found retribution for myself.

Zhong Sannian seriously thought about his experience, and in the end, he summed up an iron law.

Don't just walk around.

As long as you are decent and don't run around, you won't suffer so much trouble, that is, you are a simple cute and unconscious student.

After recovering from your injuries, you can go back to school and re-study, and when you get out, you can have your own bright life.

Speaking of which, the injuries on my body are almost healed, and it's time to find a time to go back to the vacation.

So it's been a long time to fall, but after all, it's my second-generation classmate, who is at fault first, and the school builds a library later, so I won't repeat a grade on my side.

It's not like you have to make up for any homework, and you can get a good score in the exam in the future.

Alas!

"What are you doing at the door?"

Complaining and low and hoarse, even with a strange tone.

"It's fine!"

Zhong Sannian shook his head and walked to the door in a few big strides, "It's not too late for me to come." ”

She turned on her phone and pressed the time, it was just 8 o'clock.

Even if you are working at a restaurant, as long as you don't prepare the food in advance, this time is okay.

"The sun is on top of the sky, and you're coming."

Calm and low, but mixed with an indescribable fate.

“…… I'm sorry. ”

Zhong Sannian looked indifferent, even a little melancholy, and opened the door a little weakly.

"No problem." The man in black fluttered out from between the returns, passing by long and low and slow.

Zhong Sannian couldn't help but be smart, but a smile was piled up on his face.

"Why do you have to do all this useless work, no matter how good-looking you are, you won't meet, any of your wages that should be mortgaged."

“……”

It's good that you're so happy, this big brother, you haven't had friends for so many years.

Zhong Sannian nodded seriously, and finally glanced around, the overall color of the room was very depressing, plus most of it was black, and there was a mix of brown and black colors, which inevitably felt very dirty.

On the most workshop side of the wall, a large wall of medicine cabinets was tightly arranged, and it seemed that several drawers had been pulled out, scattering a few medicinal herbs on the side.

"Since there is one day for you to do things, usually work well, to mortgage the wages that should be exchanged." The man in black swayed across the floor.

Zhong Sannian bowed his head, "Don't worry, boss, I will definitely do things well." Let me clean up first! ”

"Hmm."

The wooden floor is the most troublesome, and I don't know how many years it has been paved, but it feels thick and tight when you step on it, but if you look closely, some of the edges have small thorns.

I didn't dare to exert a lot of strength, so I could only carefully take the rag and wipe it diagonally on the ground.

She didn't have a lot of dust when she pushed it all the way, and it was hard to imagine that it was clean and a little bald.

Why does it look so buried?

The black is also too clear, always pay attention to the ground is a black piece close to a little brown black, look carefully, there is still a little bright red soaked in the wood, I don't know whether the wood itself is born, or what happened later.

After a while, carefully swiped, Zhong was clean and full of room for three years, it was really not big, but it was just a narrow place, otherwise, it would not have been able to stay in the overhead of the two buildings.

Traces of a rag that was pushed, and walked in the direction of the stairs of the counter.

The stairs are very rotten, many of them are still broken, and the level is not low, so I should only cross it carefully, and climb up and walk up one by one.

"Wow!"

Climbing all the way up the stairs, it looks a little strange in the blink of an eye.

The outside can barely be regarded as the location of the hall, dark and black, no mess, pressing people out of breath, and looking dirty and messy, but I didn't expect that across a higher counter, there was a hole in the sky.

It's not changed to colorful, but it's still a matte black, and it's much more advanced.

A darkness rushed over, not dazzling, but very quiet and orderly, extremely organized, with a slight reminder of some white frames at the edges, which instantly divided the whole pattern.

Inside the counter is a small compartment one by one, and as far as the eye can see, there are bottles and cans inside.

Zhong Sannian wiped it with a burlap cloth and looked at it with his eyes.

Staying in a small bottle like glass, you can see that it is not the texture of glass, but like crystal, and when the water in it is flushed, you can't see the volume in an instant.

The elves of the dark night emit a crystal light, like a jellyfish in the deep sea, constantly jumping, exuding the brilliance of life.

Jumping and jumping like a heartbeat, strong and powerful, only tiny, bundled in a small bottle less than the size of a palm.

It's a wonderful thing in front of you.

Looking into the distance, some of them are colorful, but they are hidden in the dark lattice, like a fog, tightly shrouded in the distraction of colors.

Little by little, she wiped the floor, her eyes watching them intently, each great lingering, bypassing every beat.

"This is the greatest attachment in life."

"Huh?"

Zhong Sansan turned back sharply, and the man in black stood on the top of the stairs, and the entire black robe was shrouded underneath.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to waste time here."

"It's fine." The man in black floated slowly towards her, his arms covered with black cloth, floating dust, clouds, brushing across the counter, between every cubicle.

"Since you liked these things as a person at that time, everyone, the most cherished existence in life, or their obsession, is stored here, crystal clear, even if it is attracted, I like it tightly."

Zhong San's eyes fell on these small bottles again, "That... Is this the existence that these people are attached to in their hearts? How did this come out? So this kind of thing can be preserved, huh? ”

Although it has really opened my eyes recently, it is the first time I have seen this kind of vision.

"Yes." The man in black stopped fluttering, "It can indeed be preserved, the most durable, and it will not drift away for 10,000 years, even if it is hundreds of millions of years later, the existence of people has long been destroyed into ashes, and they can no longer use any refinement to dissipate in time, their existence stays in the long river of history, time will not forget, it is still beating, active, and surviving." ”

"That's good." Zhong San's heart couldn't help jumping, the romance that exists between time and space, the existence that can never die.

There are such beautiful things in the world.

The clouds and mist between heaven and earth, the world has never forgotten, and between the rotation of history, there is an eternal attachment.

If the person disappears, even a handful of bones will turn into smoke, and the existence of this person can no longer be verified, and even the ancient book records have disappeared completely, and there will be some thoughts, a belief, and a thought that is tied in the heartstrings.

The man in black leaned down slightly, as if he was crouching, "You're going to work for me, I didn't expect you to have such thoughts." ”

"Huh?" Zhong Sansan was slightly stunned, "Why is this?" After taking it out, can't I return it? ”

The man in black said: "The nostalgia of the heart of the human heart will not be destroyed for ten thousand years, but the human body can be, but it is a fragile shell, and it can withstand the flow of time?" ”

After a pause, it seemed that a pair of eyes looked at the fragile girl.

A pair of eyes that contain a long history and have witnessed time and space travel look at the ignorant girl.

"This is the attachment in people's hearts, the attachment of life, if there are no people, what can we live?"

"What?" Zhong was confused for three years, like a picture scroll slowly unfolding in front of him, destined for a long time, but not that he could understand.

The man in black said soothingly, his hoarse voice like the dust of history: "People live a lifetime, seven emotions and six desires, for eating, drinking, playing, and fun. Even if it is the hand of a famous artist who has been handed down for thousands of years, erasing the original pattern and leaving a blank piece of paper, what is the value? ”

Zhong San's heart tightened.

There is always something for people to ask for in the world, some people ask for money, they want a joy and stability, some people seek appearance, some people look beautiful, some people ask for mercy, and a pair is like a beautiful flower.

If you don't even know what you crave, how to support your walking, you don't want to eat, drink, play, and have no fun on the rest of the road.

Even if you don't feel anything about life, what motivation does you have to go on?

"Why did they leave this? What is the purpose of leaving a copy of the obsession in your life and the attachment you crave? ”

The man in black turned his head slightly and seemed to look at the lattice, the existence of the beating in his eyes, each time the tension was extremely great, exuding the brilliance of life, longing for the hope of the past, with a unique wisp, along the way of walking for each of them.

"They have other things in their hearts, don't give, they like everything."

Zhong Sansan's eyes turned around.

Exquisite, exquisite, what is it that makes them indulge the obsession in their hearts, and completely exile the most persistent thoughts to the shell?

"I don't understand, but it's a fair deal."

Zhong Sannian turned his head and saw that the man in black had already floated away, and he was looking at those jumping elves, but he couldn't help but feel a little sad, and he didn't know what kind of sorrow he had back then.