Xu Jiu walked out with steps, and invited me to join her, but I said that I wanted to be quiet, and she patted me on the shoulder with apologies: "Don't think too much." The moment the sliding door was closed, I heard the voice of the madman, and then Xu Jiu's low voice came vaguely: "Forget it, madman, you will die in Xia Zhu, she has nothing to do with you." ”

"Why? Am I not handsome enough? Am I not humorous enough? I can still be gentle and considerate. ”

"Well, don't sour me. If Ah Xu hears it, he will definitely scold you to the blood, normal. ”

"But I just like the little box."

"What do you like about her?"

The madman paused and said chicken soup for the soul: "There is no reason to like someone." In exchange for Xu Jiu's soaring rampage, and he also shouted: "One after another, hurry up and treat the madman." The madman also chased after him, and the outside of the room and the inside of the room fell into silence.

I couldn't help laughing, and I felt very envious of Xu Jiu. There are people like crazy people and people around you who can laugh and scold wantonly, but they don't lose their friendship. On the other hand, I seem to be a person except for a person. I can't go into other people's world, and others can't go into my world.

Learn Xu Jiu leaned back on the bed, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, and gently chewed the three words in his heart: Sheng Shiyao.

Searching through the two layers of memories in my mind, I never had the impression of the name, and I was sure I didn't know this person. But why did I feel like I had been electrocuted when I said the name in that slow tone? Familiar? No, it's just that I've heard the same tone at some point, pronouncing the name.

I closed my eyes and tried to perceive it with a picture, but no matter how many times I repeated the sound in my head, nothing came out. In the end, I can only give up, as Cheng Xiao said, my painting is not imaginary, it must be detailed. And just one tone, one name, too little message.

I was slightly startled when the door was removed, but I quickly felt the familiarity, so I didn't open my eyes. The approaching footsteps were light, but the space was so quiet that I could hear a pin on the ground, so I could hear his steps very clearly. At the same time, the strong aura has also arrived, and even with my eyes closed, I can feel the gaze falling on my face.

Knowing that the fluttering eyelashes must not escape his eyes, the cowardice of trying to pretend to be asleep does not work for him, but he just doesn't want to open his eyes to look at him, after just dissecting his feelings with others.

But I didn't expect that after staring at me for ten seconds, Gao Cheng's aura suddenly pressed closer, overwhelming. My heart jumped, and I instinctively moved away, and at the same time my eyes opened, only to see that he was just lying on his side, and then his dark eyes were fixed on me, with a slight anger.

I glanced at the distance between the two of us, thought for a moment, and slowly moved back to where I was, the distance becoming zero. The moment he closed his eyes, he saw that the thin anger in Gao Cheng's eyes also dissipated. His hands were wrapped around my waist, his body close to me, and then there was no movement, and after a few moments, a shallow, even breath came.

I counted silently in my mind for a moment before I carefully opened my eyes, this is ...... For the first time in the past ten days, I looked at him seriously. Compared with the shadow engraved in the depths of my heart a year ago, I have lost a lot of weight, my skin is sickly pale, and my eye sockets are slightly sunken. Instead, he remembered that his eyes, which were red in the dark, had returned to their normal color at the end of the day.

Suddenly, I couldn't bear to stare at him like this, and in this year that I couldn't see or touch, I forgot about him, and he was treated badly by the world, and then branded with the mark of time. Little by little, I stretched out my fingers until I grabbed the slender fingers of his arms around my waist and tightened my grip on them. I thought: people are not plants and trees, one day you will fall in love with me, I can wait slowly, wait for myself to be white, and really wait for you to be by my side. And I'm an ambitious person, so I'm going to get myself into your heart.

I thanked Xu Jiu in my heart, had a long talk with you, and benefited a lot, and the most important thing is to learn two words - persistence.

After falling asleep, he is unstable and his images are chaotic.

It was as if there was a very small child, four or five years old, with his back to me and facing the corner. The corner of the wall was very dim, and only vaguely visible seemed to be a person lying on the ground. I wanted to get closer and see more clearly, but I couldn't, and the sudden eardrum shook, as if someone was shouting angrily, and the child turned his head in shock, and those big eyes hit me directly.

I was stunned, but it was me again! It's just that it's younger than my childhood I've seen in my previous paintings, and if it weren't for the big eyes that are so iconic, I wouldn't have recognized myself. I saw that she had lost something in a hurry, and ran to me, but soon ran out of my sight.

Gazing at that place, she found that what she had left behind was a white steamed bun, lying cold and sparsely on the old stone floor. At this moment, a chicken-skinned hand stretched out from the dark corner of the wall and picked up the steamed bun bit by bit. It turned out that there was really a person lying in the corner, an old man, a beggar on the street.

The image suddenly became chaotic, and it was a different time period. It was still in the corner of the alley, and I was still four or five years old, with my back to me, and the old man who was lying on the ground had already sat up, but because of the dim light, he could not see the outline, as if he was wearing a wide black suit similar to a jacket, and the shirt and hat covered most of his face.

Although I think the child is me, because I am from the perspective of a bystander, I can't really see her as myself. I saw her squat down, and the goosebumpy hand reached out again and stroked her head with her hair cut short. I originally thought that the old man thanked her for sending the steamed bun, but when I looked at it, I would find that it was not like it, because the old man's hand was touching something on her head.

Don't look at the hand is already wrinkled together, and there are many dark spots, but the knuckles are distinct, the fingers are also slender, and the force of pressing on the child's head is also there. I probably understand what this old man is doing, as if he is touching his bones, is this person not a beggar on the street, but a handicraft man? As far as I know, there are often things like fortune-telling in the market.

And the hand touched her head to her shoulder, then to her arm, and then to her foot. This was to touch all the bones of the whole body, and finally the old man retracted his hand, as if to say something, but I was more than ten meters away, and I couldn't hear the voice clearly.

There seems to be a force pulling away from my consciousness from the outside world, but I still want to see more images of myself when I was younger, so that I can concentrate my mind. The image rotated again, this time not in front of the corner, but in a blurry room, the only thing that was clear was a small hole in the bottom that the girl, the young me, was about to emerge from. But the hole is too small, and if it is stuck in the neck, it can't get out, so she squeezes it desperately, but instead squeezes half of her shoulder over, but the whole person is stuck and can't move, and she can't move or retreat.

At this moment, I saw her blink twice, her sudden shoulder shrank, squeezed forward a little, and then shrunk again, and someone came. The body of the child in front of me was more than twice as small as before, as if it was only about two years old.

Three words crossed through my mind: bone shrinking work!

I actually knew this when I was so young. Wait, could it be that the old man touched the bones before and was actually looking at the bones, and this bone shrinking skill was taught by the old man? I was stunned by the thought. Just after hesitating, I saw the child get up and run in stride. This time I was able to follow her, and I knew where she was going when she ran into an alley.

However, in that gloomy corner, there was no old man. The child was stunned for a few seconds, then turned and ran out of the alley, into an old street, where she was looking for the old man's traces. I frowned slightly, so small, running so far, do you remember the way home?

Finally, after many turns, I saw a long black shadow on the side of the street, walking slowly. Judging from the wide black clothes and the hands hanging down his side with their sleeves exposed, it should be the old man. I was just a little surprised that he was so tall and his back was not arched. As a child, because of my short legs, it took me some time to catch up with him, even if I used the running one.

The old man paused and turned around, the brim of his hat was very low, only one chin was exposed, and the skin of the same place was wrinkled together. I got close and heard the child's immature voice asking, "Master, why don't you say goodbye?" I was a little surprised by her tone, which was not at all like what she would have at this age.

The hoarse old voice slowly raised: "I'm not your master." Teaching you that skill is just a reward for your kindness, girl, you have a strange skeleton and a special brain structure, and the road will definitely be uneven in the future, I hope this skill can help you. Then the old man turned around and walked away.

As a child, I didn't chase after me, but just asked, "Can you tell me what your name is?" ”

The old man didn't look back, and his voice drifted through the air. I vaguely only hear: even if I tell you, I will forget it when I turn around. Strange bones and brains, three lives, everything has its own destiny, and there will be nobles to help break the catastrophe. Take care! My name is......

The last name was no longer audible, staring at the distant figure, I thought: this old man is really a master of the rivers and lakes, he actually calculated that I would have three lives in the future at such a young age. And by nobleman, he means...... High City?

As he was meditating, there was a sudden turmoil in front of him, and out of nowhere, two tall men rushed out, picked up the child who was still standing in the same place, and ran. I subconsciously wanted to chase after it, but I couldn't take a single step, and I could only watch those eyes that were very wide open, full of panic and gradually drift away.

Shock spread in my heart, unexpectedly, just after I was separated from the old man, I was robbed! No wonder he said that even if he said it to me, he would forget it after turning around, which ...... Did he figure it all out a long time ago? But why didn't he save it? <