The days after this are as plain and precious as clear soup and white water, in three days, none of us have stepped out of the house half a step, every day can get the news about the outside is Pang Qinghe or Amu brought, sometimes the news is that the situation is still very tense, as if the mysterious person who met with He Lao Er that day finally figured out that the coffin that was blown up was faked, you can imagine how angry it will be, a large number of people sent are almost about to turn the entire Beiping City upside down, sometimes the news is not so thrilling, It is said that several old forces have joined in a row, and the previous teams that fought petty could not hold on and gave up in such a torrent.

Amu summed it up like this, "You are now considered a celebrity, and the number of people who want to kill you is terrifying, and it is really terrifying to try to win over your forces." ”

I smiled, ignored it, and concentrated on playing mahjong. The attitude of the big head is the same, turning a deaf ear. The so-called hiding in a small building becomes a unity, and he is in charge of spring, summer, autumn and winter. That's pretty much it.

The weather on those three days was surprisingly good, and after the storm, the precious sunlight in the late autumn season was unhesitatingly sown, falling on the body, warm, and making people lazy and sleepy. Eight people sat in the sun, or playing cards, or amused, or reading quietly, or closed their eyes and rested without distractions.

Life has become so plain, comfortable, and peaceful, and the injuries suffered by everyone in the primeval forest of Shennongjia have recovered at a miraculous speed, and the illness is born from the heart, which is not false at all. Maybe it's because we all know that it's hard to get such a day in the future, so everyone is desperately enjoying it, and don't mention the problems they are about to face, just like there is no past, there is no future, and the long river of life is only these seventy-two hours.

Xiu'er's figure is similar to Pang Qinghe's, her daughter's hobby is the cause, although Xiu'er can't go out, but it can't stop Pang Qinghe from bringing her new clothes one after another, and the sisterhood between the two is instantly sublimated, and I can't wait to meet in the morning.

Amu also recovered from the grief of the loss of all nine men, and was able to smile and occasionally laugh and play with us with a smile on his face, "Life is fragile, and it is impossible to know when it will end, rather than drowning in the pain of the past and fearing the future tribulations, it is better to enjoy the present in time." He said, "People like us have understood that it is impossible to die well since we entered this industry, but after getting along with each other over time, everyone looks down on life and death, and the only hope is that those who are lucky enough to survive can live well for the dead." This sounds very noble and hypocritical. But only when you trust someone enough to entrust your life unreservedly, can you truly understand. Death is not terrible, what is feared is that it is worthless to die. ”

mediocrity, I don't know the so-called end of life, but it is better to be chic, moved by the heart, and live vigorously.

I looked at Amu's sunny face, and suddenly felt that he was really like the guy who had left, as the man who had left, as he said, as if he had the urge to die, otherwise a normal person, who would describe death so noblely.

But it is also normal, the world, all living beings, everyone from birth to the end, the trajectory of the road traveled cannot be exactly the same, on this criss-crossing road, everyone slowly gains about life, about value, about many things The attitude is changing because of his own experience.

Some people may fantasize about becoming great people in the future when they are young, but unfortunately, on the journey to the goal, even the slightest mistake has the opportunity to completely change the future. Very few people can really realize their dreams from the beginning, after all, dreams are those that are unattainable, but like forbidden fruits, tempting you to chase, to a certain extent, very evil and ethereal things.

In any era, most people are living in a state of confusion, tired of fighting against fate, just to be able to support themselves and their families. At that point, talking about dreams will really make people laugh.

Three days is not a long time, but it is not a short time. The fat man used this time to plan even for the next few decades, and I saw him lying in his chair with his eyes slightly closed, the cigarette between his fingers about to burn out but not knowing it, and his face was full of real longing for life that I had never felt before.

I think he has really changed a lot in just half a year.

The smoker vividly drew the whole picture of the gossip tomb according to the impression in his mind, but after trying countless ideas and studying the tricks on the books all over the ground, he still couldn't decipher the principle of the tomb's operation, but he was not depressed, and the most precious spirit of perseverance in his body made him vow to find the answer to the mystery.

The big head has nothing to do, wearing glasses, please Pang Qinghe found countless information related to water architecture, while reading and carefully making notes, when he encounters places that he finds interesting, he will happily share with everyone, and it is also in the process of sharing that we understand that in the vast land of China, in the long history of thousands of years, there are indeed many talented people who dare to put their whimsical ideas into action, and successfully open up a new world in the mysterious underwater world.

It is rare for taro to have so much time, and the geographical conditions so close to the medical center, he refuses to relax for a while, and is greedily absorbing all kinds of medical knowledge all the time, it happens that Pang Qinghe's family is also rich, and a large number of classics are moved in front of him in a stack, and I vaguely remember that the taciturn taro was ecstatic when he saw those thick ancient books that seemed to be patted flat on the head with a withered yellow and unpleasant smell of dust.

The monkey really had nothing to do, and he dangled around the yard, harassing the guys standing guard at every turn, and although everyone had a good time that night, it was only for that night, and then when they returned to normal, the guys had to go to their posts, and there was no time to take care of him. The monkey was bored with self-deprecation again and again, so he helplessly lay on the side and looked at the busy everyone.

Kuroko looks thoughtful all day long, sitting there quietly, and after a few hours he can not say a word, if he doesn't pay attention, he can inadvertently forget his existence.

As for Xiu'er and I, we don't have the same focused hobbies as the big heads, so we have to chat all over the world, reminiscing about our childhood, and getting together warmly.

As the days passed, on the evening of the third day, an unexpected visitor came to the house, and Amu opened the door for him.

He Lao Er appeared in front of us in good spirits, making people wonder for a while what his sudden visit was about, only to see him smile and say like a knife: "You young people have not only deceived the old man and me, but also almost cost me my life." ”

After a pause, "You say, how should this account be calculated?" ”