At this time, Lin Zheng was in his heart. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He never felt that Qian Cangyi was so hateful, when Ao Kangcheng played by Qian Cangyi made a bet with Ding Hao, Lin Zheng went with a feeling that this teacher could understand me, and when Ao Kangcheng played by Qian Cangyi handed over the promised mobile phone to Lin Zheng, Lin Zheng had already regarded Ao Kangcheng as the object of confiding in his heart.

However, all the previous images of Ao Kangcheng have collapsed.

For Lin Zheng, it's actually nothing, after all, these feelings are all his unilateral feelings.

For him, Ao Kangcheng played by Qian Cangyi is just a passerby who can appreciate him, this is Lin Zheng's idea at this time.

……

Lin was lying on the ground, although he knew in his heart that only a few seconds had passed, but he felt that a few years had passed.

The three of them, including the menu, were all standing beside Lin Zheng, quietly watching his life gradually pass away from his body.

The patience and inferiority complex that had been there suddenly exploded in Lin Zheng's heart, turning into nourishment and watering on the seed called hatred, and soon, this seed began to germinate, and then quickly grew into a towering tree.

"Why are you doing this to me?" Lin Zheng shouted in his heart, but he couldn't make any sound in his throat.

He didn't know if he would be resurrected when he died.

He never took the initiative to try.

Although he knew that he had the ability to repeat something until he got the highest grade, he never carefully analyzed the limits of his ability.

For example, how many times can this be repeated? A hundred times or a hundred thousand times? What is the maximum duration of this matter? Three days or three months? Even, he didn't bother to know the lottery numbers......

Although he has this ability, his thinking is still Lin Zheng.

Directly getting the first place is also a last resort.

His mentality is still in a state where he wants his secrets to be discovered by others, but he also doesn't want his secrets to be discovered by others.

……

On the snow-white walls, no one is paying attention, and a broken wooden door suddenly appears, which is out of place with the overall image of the wall, but as if it has always been there on the wall.

From the cracks in the wooden door appeared reddish-brown rust, which kept crawling outward like earthworms, at first, very slowly, but in a very short time, it covered the entire wooden door, and then, the speed of the rust began to skyrocket, as if it had been accelerated tenfold, and the whole wall was covered with rust in an instant.

Then there is the ground, the adjacent walls, the handrails of the staircase, the whole staircase, the whole school building.

All of this happened so quickly, and then, the rust began to spread throughout Shinkai High School, and the four people on Qian Cang's body were also covered in rust, and they didn't seem to be able to see the reddish-brown rust at all.

Covered in rust, their bodies froze in place, like a movie with the pause button pressed.

The reddish-brown rust did not stop its steps, it continued to spread, it covered the grass, it also covered the dripping water droplets, and the insects flying in the air did not escape the rust tracks, and stopped in the air.

Soon, Xinhai High School was completely covered in rust, and from a distance, it seemed as if the entire school was originally made of reddish-brown rust, full of decay, coldness, and despair.

But the rust didn't stop and continued to spread outward, this time, as it walked on the roads of Xinhai Town.

Whether it's animals or plants, whether it's high-rise buildings or low-rise bungalows, everything is covered in rust. The whole town of Xinhai became a presence in the photo, and everything fell silent.

Rusty footsteps, still ...... Keep moving.

I don't know how long it has been, but more precisely, there is no concept of time anymore.

When the rust finally covered everything it could, a bell rang from the wooden door.

The sound of the bell seemed to come from the endless abyss, until it penetrated the wooden door to the world, and then the sound of rusty gears turning came from the wooden door, clicking, clicking, at first, the sound was intermittent, and in the sound of the gears turning, everything covered by rust began to 'regress'!

Hawkeye put his hand back on the butterfly knife, and then pulled out the butterfly knife one by one as if with the sound of the gear turning, and Lin Zheng's wound seemed to exist at all.

As 'time' passed, the sound of the gears turning was no longer a pause, but very smooth.

In the same way, everything that was covered in rust 'went backwards' at such a rapid pace, like a film movie playing backwards, that even the sun and moon in the sky were not spared.

Qian Cangyi and Lin Zheng got into the taxi backwards, and then went backwards to the restaurant where they ate, and then ...... It was six o'clock in the morning.

The sound of gears also stopped abruptly.

Then, like ice and snow, the rust melted away and disappeared completely.

Everything starts again.

……

Lin was lying on the bed, his body tossing and turning, as if he was having a nightmare, and he didn't wake up from the dream until nine o'clock in the morning.

"Yesterday?" Lin Zheng rubbed his temples, "Am I dead......

He lifted his clothes and found that his stomach did not have a scar, it was intact and there was no damage, "Since it is a mahjong game today." Lin Zheng hurriedly got up from the bed, he was destined to be late today.

After washing, Lin Zheng ran to Xinhai High School.

On the way, he met the same people as 'yesterday', these people did the same things and made the same choices as 'yesterday'.

The traffic lights also change at the same time, and the pickup trucks on the road honk at the same time.

Everything, as long as Lin Zheng does not deliberately change, everything that happened will be the same as yesterday, and no one will remember it except Lin Zheng.

Lin Zheng trotted all the way to the agreed place, which was the room where the mahjong technology research society competition was held.

"Excuse me...... I'm late. Lin Zheng was bent over, his hands on his knees, and his cheeks were a little red.

"Now that the Lord has arrived, let's get started." Ding Hao turned his head and said to Wang Li.

After Wang Li heard it, he nodded and took out the lottery box, "There are a total of 12 numbers, let's choose." ”

"The last time I drew the 9th, I remember the 11th, that is, my opponent, with the ability to start the card, the 10th because of the close to the door, so become the first dealer, so that the number of dice will not be revised, I hope I have good luck today, can draw the number 11." Lin Zheng quickly remembered what happened 'yesterday'.

He walked up to Wang Li and put his hand into the lottery box.

"It doesn't matter if I don't win, I can do it all over again, and ...... I'm not going to die yet. Lin Zheng had a weird smile on his face, and he glanced at Qian Cangyi not far behind him, and he couldn't hide the hatred in his heart in his eyes.