Zhao Yan didn't know how to comfort the child in front of him, he knew that maybe any language was so pale for him at this time, no matter who experienced these unbelievable things and could maintain a normal person's thinking, then this person himself may not be normal, not to mention that it was still a child, Zhao Yan was also a little exhausted, he didn't say anything, he took the photo from the child's hand, maybe it was a good thing to let him cry.

He picked up the photo and looked at it, and suddenly his heart tightened, and his hands trembled involuntarily.

Obviously a graduation photo, the first thing that attracted his attention was the big boy sitting in the middle of the first row, wearing a white T-shirt, a red shirt, and a pair of small black cloth shoes on his feet, but his face was exactly the same as Zhao Yan's, his expression was a little sad, Zhao Yan's eyes were wide, he knew that there had never been such a photo, unless it was computer synthesis, otherwise he couldn't find another explanation.

But there is a feeling that the person in this photo is very, very similar to himself, or it can be said to be the same person, but he still has a sense of strangeness, and he doesn't know what the problem is, he stared at the photo with wide eyes, and slowly moved his eyes He saw the rest of the people in the photo, each of them was around twenty, men and women showed a kind of joy, "joy" Zhao Yan thought about these two words repeatedly, and suddenly stood up like a conditioned reflex, these people's expressions were all the same happy, The appearance of the person he saw in that class when he passed out was the same, staring at the photo, and the child who asked him the question, he felt a chill, as if countless eyes were looking at him in the photo, and every face like a dead man was smiling at him, and subconsciously let go of his hand, and the photo rolled and fell to the bed like a fallen leaf, at this time a nurse came in, probably to change the dressing, Zhao Yan settled down, sat down, picked up the photo again, and then said to Sun Dongdong: "Dongdong, This matter is over, Xiao Ming has dealt with these things, you don't have to ask more, don't think too much, the teacher just wants to say a word to you, people will encounter a lot of difficulties in this life, there will be a lot of unsatisfactory, will be confused, will hesitate, but if a person loses firm confidence then there is no hope, you can wake up and say that everything can be done again, the teacher forgives you for your little mistakes, now you have to forgive your mistakes, let your illness get better, go back to class, The teacher will do everything in his power to protect you. After speaking, Zhao Yan stood up and walked to Xiao Ming's side, took out a box of cigarettes from him, and walked out.

He knew that "the bell must be tied to the bell" Xiao Ming said that this matter came to an end at this time, he believed Xiao Ming, the reason why he didn't say it all to the child, one is to let him learn some lessons through this matter, and the second is to let the child have some responsibility, and at this time his heart is more chaotic than ever, he knows that the hospital does not allow smoking, look at the mobile phone at midnight, but there is no sleepiness at all, and slowly came to the square hall of the corridor, there are several rows of seats for people to rest, he never smokes, but now he is upset and I don't know how, lit one and took a sharp sip, so strong that he coughed again and again, and choked on tears, so much more energetic than before.

A hand reached out to his back and patted it gently, Zhao Yan was startled, turned his head suddenly, an old lady wearing a patient's clothes, living on crutches was patting him, her face was kind, and her hair was gray: "Young man, smoking is not good for your health, and you don't seem to be a person who can smoke, why do you have something on your mind?" The old man asked kindly.

Zhao Yan smiled embarrassedly: "Auntie, you haven't rested so late." ”

"Hey, people are getting old, day by day is not as good as day, sleep is less, and I can't sleep and go out for a walk." After speaking, they sat next to Zhao Yan, and the two looked out the window of the corridor together: "Tell my old woman if you have anything on your mind." ”

"Hey" Zhao Yan first let out a long sigh: "Auntie, I don't say it, I don't know how to say it, I don't know myself, a lot of things have happened recently, but they are all unbelievable and unbelievable, and I feel like I'm going to collapse." After saying that, he took another puff of cigarette, and this time it was not as embarrassed as just now.

"There are a lot of things in the world that are difficult to understand, you just need to know what you are doing it for, whether you want to continue to do it, once upon a time there was a two-faced Buddha, he was very effective, he knew five hundred years, he knew five hundred years, who asked him there was nothing he didn't know, one day a woodcutter who chopped wood came to him and asked him a question, and the Buddha statue collapsed, do you know what you are asking?" The old man looked at Zhao Yan and spoke slowly.

Zhao Yan thought about it, shook his head again, and then looked at the old man.

The old man continued: "What he asked was, I just want to know how I am now, but as a result, the Buddha statue collapsed, the most important thing in life is to be optimistic about the present, cherish what you have now, persevere, there will always be a time when the rain passes and the sky is clear." After the old man finished speaking, Zhao Yan fell into deep thought.

"Yes, since all this is coming, then let it be, I just need to know why to do it, whether to do it or not, as long as I face everything, there will always be a time to clear the clouds and see the blue sky." Thinking of this, he raised his head and just wanted to say thank you, but the corridor was empty, and the old lady was nowhere to be found, "Maybe go back, it's too fast." Just when he thought so, the door of the elevator opened, and a large number of people poured out of it, pushing a bed, covered with white sheets, and the people on the side were crying, it seemed that someone was dead, Zhao Yan just wanted to dodge, a gust of wind blew, blowing the white sheet away from his face, Zhao Yan's eyes inadvertently saw the old man on the bed, oh my God, it was the old lady who was talking to him here just now, he was frightened, he didn't react when the team passed by him, and he didn't react until the cigarette burned his hand, did he see the hell just now.

He felt a cool breeze on his back. The old man was still so kind just now, but in a blink of an eye, he was full of life, lying numbly on the bed, suddenly a thought flashed in his mind, and he quickly took out the photo again, staring at the person in the middle who was the same as himself, and gradually he understood, what was the different feeling was going on, it was the "temperament" The person in the photo revealed a kind of "sadness, pity, helplessness, and a sense of compassion, which makes people pity" and he himself is a person who is very timid but will not retreat when things come, this is the difference between the two, But another question arises, who is in this photo, who is this person like himself, no matter what, for these children, whether she was a human or a ghost just now, at least let him understand a little bit and know what to persist for.

After a period of busy work, it was almost two o'clock, so he simply walked out, and the hospital "hotel" next to him was in pain all over his body after he wanted to open, and he also had to sleep well to meet the challenges of tomorrow.