When he returned home in the evening, Zhang Chengyuan hurriedly pulled out two mouthfuls of food with red and swollen eyes, and then returned to the bedroom to lock himself up.

Holding the sandalwood pendant in his hand, he leaned against the cold wall and silently wept. It wasn't until he was tired of crying that he pressed the pendant under his pillow and slept with tears in his eyes.

Zhang Chengyuan's tears still did not stop, behind him was the door of the horror clinic, but he didn't seem to be afraid. He realized that he was in a dream, but there was nothing more sad for him than not being able to meet Ruan Xiyue.

"Hey, little friend, it's normal to fall out of love, there's no need to be so sad!" A low, ethereal, but kind voice echoed in all directions.

"Who?" Zhang Chengyuan stopped crying and turned around vigilantly, but there was no one behind him.

"Zhang Chengyuan, do you know? Although I can't deal with your forgetfulness, but after so long, you kid has smoothed my temper, come on, don't be afraid, I'll explain it to you from the beginning as usual. ”

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"You mean to say? We've been communicating for three months now? ”

"Yes! Now you get the idea, right? ”

"I, I still think it's incredible."

"Normal. But love is a small thing, anyone will be sad when they meet it for the first time, but it's not a big deal. ”

"......"

"Don't be sad, then you're dead now, right?"

"No, she said that if I want to be admitted to Enlightenment Middle School, I will be able to meet her if I am admitted to Enlightenment Middle School!"

"Well, children should live their lives the way they do. Nothing, but I recently came up with a way to get you to send a message from your dreams to reality. Today I want you to try it. ”

"What?"

"Remember the spiral staircase at the clinic?"

"Remember...... What do you want? ”

"There is a box at the entrance of the staircase on the fourth floor of the spiral staircase, and in the box there is a piece of luminite paper, and there is a password printed on the luminous paper, and you can be freed from your dreams as long as you say this password."

"Why?"

"Because if you don't get out in a hurry, things can be bad!"

"What's the situation?" Zhang Chengyuan asked, and suddenly found that he had been pushed into the hall on the first floor of the clinic by an invisible force, and the door of the clinic behind him slammed shut.

"The pillars of the spiral staircase will soon turn into thousands of red-spotted pit vipers, and their poison is really not weak!"

"You, you're kidding me, aren't you? Didn't you say you had no ill will towards me? ”

"But if you can't bring the message out of your dreams, you won't mean much to me! Then you might as well be chatting with me in your dreams forever! Have you ever heard of a vegetative person? A vegetative person is a person who has been living in a dream, hahahaha. The ethereal voice echoed, drifting away.

"Hey, what do you mean?" Zhang Chengyuan was a little uncomfortable when he heard this, but no one answered him. All he heard was the sparse sound of a snake spitting its core.

"Is he telling the truth?" Zhang Chengyuan seemed to suddenly realize the seriousness of the situation. He'd heard of people who fell asleep at night and never woke up and became vegetative, could it be that he himself was now in such danger?

Zhang Chengyuan didn't feel a little panicked, and he walked briskly towards the spiral staircase.

Zhang Chengyuan was greatly surprised by the sight in front of him, the pillars of the spiral staircase lit up with dappled green light, which were the eyes of snakes, and under the green light, he could vaguely see the red and black bodies of tens of thousands of snakes. Scarlet mouths were already open, and all the snakes struggled to squeeze their way out of the staggered pillars of their bodies.

Fear hit like a flood, and Zhang Chengyuan began to run down the stairs to the fourth floor. He leaned against the handrail of the stairs on his left, fearing that the snake on the pillar would bite him.

A burst of pinprick pain hit, and Zhang Chengyuan was horrified to find that he had been bitten by a poisonous snake on his left arm. He ran even harder. When he was about to run to the staircase on the fourth floor, more than a dozen snakes had wrapped around his body, the pain of the pins and needles had begun to become numb, and he could no longer feel the left half of his body. He stretched out his right hand for the last time and grabbed the box, the box fell off the lid in the move, Zhang Chengyuan used his last strength to pull out the luminous paper in the box, and there was a word printed on it - don't.

"Don't !!!" Zhang Chengyuan's frightened shouts woke him up from his dream.

Sitting up from the bed, Zhang Chengyuan found himself in a cold sweat, he only remembered that he shouted "Don't! But I can't remember what kind of nightmare I had just now, so I shouted so loudly.

The morning light shone in through the curtains, Zhang Chengyuan looked at his watch, and found that it was already the time to get up quickly, so he simply got up from the bed.

One day at school, the sky was gray, the classroom was gray, the faces of his classmates and teachers were gray, only the sandalwood pendant he had been carrying in his arms was white-brown. In the days when I couldn't see Ruan Xiyue again, everything was gray except for the memories related to her.

After finishing my homework in a trance at night, I went to bed listlessly, and the next morning, in my "Don't! When he woke up from a dream, he realized something was strange, because he vaguely remembered that he had woken up from this dream yesterday morning. But he didn't pay much attention to it, and it started another gray day.

But early on the morning of the third day, he shouted again, "Don't! Then he woke up from his sleep, and he felt a little outrageous, and looked at the alarm watch, 6:01. But he didn't think too much about it, he still had to go to school.

It wasn't until the morning of the seventh day, when he woke up in a dream of "don't," that he began to feel a little frightened, because it was a bit ridiculous. So he took out a diary that he hadn't used for many years, recorded such a bizarre thing, and carefully noted the time he woke up, and his alarm meter still showed 6:01.

When he went to bed that night, Zhang Chengyuan directly put the diary next to his pillow, and he had a hunch that maybe he would wake himself up in a "don't" dream.

But on the morning of the eighth day, things took a subtle turn. He was woken up again by his own dream words, but this time, he shouted "Touch! The alarm meter shows the time at 6:02. Zhang Chengyuan just felt that his dream words had a pattern, and this pattern was broken. But he still recorded the content and time in the diary. Then he began to wonder if he would talk in his dreams again the next morning.

"Wither!"

The next morning, he was in the "wither! The word woke me up, and the alarm showed the time at 6:03.

"Gram!"

At 6:04 a.m. this morning, he shouted "Gram!" ”。

"Don't touch the wither."

"Don't touch the carving ???"

After Zhang Chengyuan solved the riddle in the dream, he felt that there was cool air oozing behind him. This is definitely a regular dream, and I actually hinted in my dream that I don't carve!

Thinking about it, carving every night has become an activity that Zhang Chengyuan subconsciously carried out, and he often locks himself in his bedroom, thinking about Ruan Xiyue while carving something, and feeling sad alone.

But he actually used such a bizarre way to imply that he didn't carve, Zhang Chengyuan couldn't accept it for a while, but he really didn't touch the carving knife anymore, and he didn't dare to go against the bizarre hint in his subconscious.

But it's strange to say, after a long time, he hasn't carved for a long time, and when he thinks of Ruan Xiyue, the pain in his heart has also been reduced.

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Affectionate parting since ancient times, no matter who it is.

However, there are never hurdles in life that cannot be overcome.

Even though parting is sad, it is not an incurable disease.

Time is the medicine.

It can make good memories become more and more blurry; It can make familiar sounds more and more unfamiliar; It can fade the face in the mind; It can also make the smell of perfume fade gradually. Even dopamine, a special hormone secreted by the bodies of boys and girls, will disappear over time.

So there is no emotion that cannot be forgotten, even if it is unforgettable, as long as your life is still long, as long as you have more mountains to conquer, and when you look down after many years, what you can remember, the turbulent wave you thought would be stirred up in your heart in the past is only a ripple.

What's more, a few months are not unforgettable, and eight- or nine-year-old children don't know what love is, and what kind of memories can be left with only one side of the relationship every week?

Zhang Chengyuan is willing to accept new things, including new materials, new people, new stories, and new truths, but it is difficult for his attention to focus on one thing for a long time. This ambiguous experience of not knowing whether it is a love affair will indeed make him depressed for a while, but it is only for a while.

In the week or two of separation, Zhang Chengyuan would feel that he would die if he didn't see Ruan Xiyue in the next second, but under the healing of time, two months later, he found that he didn't get into the top 30 in the whole school before he really let him die.

Is it because there are only 30 places for children to go to Enlightenment Middle School?

Yes.

Is it because of her that she was admitted to the Enlightenment School?

Actually, no.

If you can't get into the enlightenment school, there will be little hope of going to the Voyage School in the future, and if you can't go to the Voyage School to study, you will not have the opportunity to live in the Pure Land in the future. Everyone understands this truth, so everyone values this ranking. It really doesn't matter who you agree with whom.

Instead of focusing on carving, Zhang Chengyuan has more time to play with his partners in the Excellence Alliance, and his happiness comes from playing football, from board games, from the envious eyes of his classmates and the encouragement and praise of parents and teachers when his grades are high.

It wasn't only from Ruan Xiyue that he could get happiness.

So gradually, he discovered that Ruan Xiyue might just be a small episode on the road of his long life, an insignificant episode.

Winter goes to spring, and the seasons change.

Fourth grade.

Fifth grade.

Sixth grade.

Time passes, and there is no return.

The elementary school years are the time when the children's minds and bodies grow wildly. Three years later, the League of Excellence became even more famous. Zhu Tiancao is recognized as the most capable child king in the school, and the second-in-command Wu Hao is tall and knowledgeable, and looks more mature than children of the same age. Although Zheng Changlong has always been arrogant, optimistic and cheerful, once he initiates a ruthless fight, he will not die, so everyone is also in awe of him.

Zhu Tiancao's ability to play does not depend entirely on height and arm strength, although he is young, but through three years of study, he knows some sanda, wrestling, and locking skills. The boys of the League of Excellence often practice each other when they come to play.

Leng Changhe and Zhang Chengyuan like to pass the time with grappling and wrestling, which is a project that can be done to the point and can also exercise their fighting ability, so as to vent the boys' inexhaustible energy.

Occasionally, that is, occasionally.

Zhang Chengyuan will think of Ruan Xiyue, who once made him crazy just because of a silhouette, and think about his persistence back then and the sadness when he was separated, and he felt so naïve.

However, growing up is always a process of realizing that you were not mature enough in the previous stage.

Of course, for this ignorant experience in childhood, he can't predict what kind of judgment his future self will make about it.

No one knows what the next second will be.

He only knew that the sandalwood pendant that Ruan Xiyue gave him back then, the once strong sandalwood smell had now dissipated.