Time, 2012 A.D., the year of Renchen in the lunar calendar

Location, University of Foreign Chinese Studies, Panjin City, Youzhou Province

In a place like the university, at seven o'clock in the morning, the vast majority of students have not even gotten up, so the No. 3 teaching building of the Chinese University outside Panjin City is empty, not even a ghost shadow, however, this silence did not last long, just a few minutes later, a regular footsteps broke the silence here, for a moment, a man walked from the corner of the stairs to the corridor on the fifth floor, emaciated, giving people a feeling of nutrition **, standing at the top of the stairs After taking a few deep breaths, He pushed his glasses and continued to walk forward, it was obvious that it was not so easy to climb to the fifth floor in one breath with his somewhat withered figure.

After arriving at one of the classrooms on the fifth floor, the man put the book in his hand on the podium, obviously, he was not a student, but a teacher, to be exact, a somewhat strange teacher, because no teacher would come here so long in advance, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, the man gently wiped the bench and the podium full of chalk ash, and then sat in front of the podium in a daze, this is a habit of his, it can also be said to be a hobby, he likes to be alone in a quiet place in a daze, and the whole university, The quietest place is in a classroom where there are no students yet.

At nine o'clock, the classroom that was still quiet before was already overcrowded, Panjin Foreign Chinese University is a very famous school, even if it is not as powerful as the most powerful universities in the country, but it is also the best in the first-line universities, naturally, people who can go to school here rarely skip class, after looking at their simple, even backward mobile phone, the teacher who has been in a daze in the classroom for nearly two hours finally stood up, he moved, the classroom that was still messy before somehow, There was a sudden silence, as if there was an aura telling the students below to stop talking.

Of course, it was the man's sternness and old-fashionedness, and of course, the variety of tricks that convinced his students, such as the fact that he once used a game called 'Hero Tribe' to kill all the male students in the class one-on-one, and the students were convinced by the teacher who was not much older than him, because the bet in that famous competition was that the loser would listen to the winner.

"Class!"

This man's voice is not loud, but it sounds exceptionally good, just like the voice of those full-time voice actors, magnetic and gorgeous, he can become a teacher in this school at a young age, in addition to his own talent, his voice is also indispensable, at least, more than once, the headmistress of this school has hinted to him that there are certain things that everyone understands.

"Hello teacher!" A neat and loud sound.

"Hello classmates," the man nodded, seemingly very satisfied with this group of students who were ** out by himself, and after they all sat down, he slowly turned over his textbook, and the title page of the book flashed, along with the two vigorous and powerful words written with a pen on it, Yi Xi.

"The textbook has turned to page 117, today we are mainly talking about the history of World War II," Yi Xi pushed his glasses, "Although this is only an elective course for you, but after all, this is a foreign Chinese university, you know a little bit about the history of the world, and when you go abroad in the future, you will be able to communicate better with foreigners."

"To understand a nation and a country, you must first understand its history," in the audience, a boy in the corner of the road snatched Yi Xi's words, "Teacher, you have said this more than a hundred times." "Come to think of it, because of their similar age, this group of students does not have any communication gap with Yi Xi like those older teachers, and as long as this group of students study seriously, Yi Xi actually doesn't care too much about these things.

"What kind of history do you know," it seems that because Yi Xi has not officially taught this group of students, today's class is particularly active, and another kid shouted at the top of his voice, "This year is 2012, and the end of the world is coming soon, whether we can survive until next year is still a question!" ”

"Okay," Yi Xi picked up the book and tapped it gently, obviously, he didn't seem to have much interest in this kind of doomsday theory, and he didn't want his students to waste any more time on it, "Whether there is an end or not, you have to study hard for me, everyone knows that in 1939, the German Third Reich was heading towards the wave"

"Jingle bell!"

Yi Xi, who was about to continue, glanced at the phone on the table, generally speaking, with his character, he would never answer the phone when he came to class, as a teacher, this is a basic professional ethics, so in most cases, during class time, even if Yi Xi's phone rings, it will only vibrate.

But there are exceptions to everything, teachers are also people, if there is really something very anxious, it is not worth it to miss that thing because of a class, so Yi Xi, who has always done things safely, has set up several special numbers in his seemingly antique-like mobile phone, and the owner of these numbers will ring whenever he calls, which also reminds Yi Xi in disguise that if the phone rings during class time, it is really something that must be disturbed.

Frowning slightly, Yi Xi picked up his phone, "I'm sorry, I'm going to answer the phone," and without waiting for the student to respond to him, he walked out of the classroom quickly, "Hey, I'm Yi Xi." ”

"Come to the hospital, your brother is dying," the voice of a middle-aged man on the other end of the phone, even across the phone, with a thick sense of exhaustion and sadness, the undulating tone of voice indicated that the man seemed to be trying his best to control his emotions.

Normally, when ordinary people receive such a call, their emotions will become sad and sad in an instant, but Yi Xi didn't react at all, just waited for a moment and then responded, "I'm coming," The voice was as magnetic as ever, and flat.

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Panjin City Senior Hospital is a very good hospital in this small city, and it can even be said to be very good, and the cost of treatment in such a hospital is naturally expensive, but the Later Tang Empire, as the victorious country in World War II, and the vast majority of the mainland has not been affected by the war, and the development of these years has long made this country popular. National Critical Illness Medical Insurance', which is a medical insurance with the characteristics of the post-Tang Empire, roughly means that terminal illness and diseases that exceed the upper limit of the patient's and his family's economic capacity, after investigation and verification, the state will give full reimbursement, and below this level, the state does not care, in this way, you can save a lot of unnecessary waste of money, so as to use the money on the people who need it more, naturally, Yi Xi's brother is one of them.

On the bed in a ward of the hospital, there was a man with the same withered figure, looking in his early thirties, but at the moment, he was not feeling well, the whole person was lying on the bed, breathing hard, and his lilac lips indicated that he had entered a state of severe hypoxia, this person was Yi Xi's uncle's brother, Yi Xing.

A year ago, he had small cell lung cancer, a cancer that is almost untreatable so far, even if there is national critical illness medical insurance, it only extended his life for more than a year, Yi Xi, who was standing by the bed, stared at his brother, his face was as indifferent as ever, it seemed that his brother's departure was no big deal for him, and he looked a little cold-blooded.

But only those who are familiar with him know that the calmer Yi Xi is, the more sad his emotions are, but this sadness is a kind of restraint, and the reason for all this is that this Yi family seems to be cursed by something, and the people in the family died because of various accidents, in fact, there are few people left who are now the direct blood relatives of the Yi family who have died, Yi Xing, who is lying on the bed and is about to die, as well as Yi Xing's father, Yi Xi's parents, and aunt, all died because of various accidents, Even Yi Xi had never met his grandfather, who was half French.

In fact, when the time comes, the foreign blood in the Yi family has long been diluted and cannot be seen, and the one-sixteenth mixed-race and pure-blooded Asians are almost not much different, of course, this is not the point, the point is that the loss of relatives one by one makes Yi Xi from the beginning of sadness, sadness, and even pain to the current numbness, anything, when you go through it repeatedly, will eventually return to dull, so, knowing that his brother is about to leave this world, There is obviously a huge sadness in his heart, but it is difficult for Yi Xi to show it on his face, this is human beings.

"Can euthanasia be performed?" After a while, Yi Xi turned around and said to the second uncle, who is currently the oldest in the family, "Brother is too painful, I think, he should have no self-consciousness now, rather than let his brother suffer so much, it is better to let him go on the road as soon as possible, if there is really reincarnation in the world, I hope he can be reincarnated in a good family in the next life," Naturally, Yi Xi's words refer to this strange 'curse' of the Yi family.

"It's okay, sister-in-law, Xing'er's life is hard, and we can only do this," the red-eyed Erbo Zhilu said that his calm nephew like a robot is actually a good heart, as a blood relative, he can still feel the sadness in Yi Xi's heart, but the one lying on the bed is a relative after all, at first he still couldn't make up that determination, and finally gritted his teeth, he turned around and walked towards the outside of the ward, "I think about it, I went to apply for euthanasia." ”

There were about a dozen people in the ward, men and women, all kinds of people, but after Yi Xi put forward this opinion, no one stood up to oppose it, including Yi Xing's biological mother, in fact, it was the style of the Later Tang Empire that allowed euthanasia, which was popular in the Western world, to pass, After sighing, Yi Xi came to Yi Xing's mother and gently took her hand, "Auntie, why don't you go out first, for a while" Yi Xi's words did not continue, But everyone present also understood, even if everyone knew that Yi Xing was about to die, but watching his child being euthanized was definitely a huge unacceptable blow to a mother.

Seeing that the withered woman didn't reply, Yi Xi followed one of her cousins, picked up the old woman who was nearly sixty years old, helped her out of the ward, and helped her to the bench in the corridor.

"Hiss~~" Regardless of the hospital's rules for smoking, Yi Xi lit a cigarette for his aunt and stuffed it into her mouth, and then didn't say anything more comforting, obviously, he has experienced this kind of life and death many times, and in the face of death, language is very pale, except for what he can figure out, what to say is actually superfluous, because you are not in that position, you can't understand that person's pain.

"Brother, how are you now? Is the work still going well? After going to the ward, Yi Xi and his cousin didn't go back, because it was really a little depressing, as if to change the topic, this cousin who had inherited the long blond hair of a French beauty said without words.

"It's okay," Yi Xi's eyes glanced around in the corridor of the hospital, and finally stopped on the wall TV not far away, which was used to pass the time for the family members of those patients, "The salary is okay, but it is still a little difficult to buy a house in the main city of Panjin, the building in the suburbs is a little old, I am afraid, I will not be able to marry a wife in the future," Speaking of this, Yi Xi couldn't help laughing a few times.

"Cut, don't you have a baby necklace handed down by your grandmother?" As he spoke, the cousin reached out and untied Yi Xi's neck, and pulled out a necklace from it, to be exact, a red rope was tied to a jade carving about the size of a thumb, muddy, and there was no light, "Is this Pixiu or something, this is an antique, if it is sold, it should be exchanged for a lot of money," Of course, this girl also said casually, in fact, this necklace has long been appraised by the Yi family, it is a worthless jade carving, except for the commemorative meaning, it has no value, In the end, he was hung around his neck by Yi Xi.

"Don't mess around," he straightened his face, flicked his cousin lightly, stuffed the jade carving Pixiu into his chest, and turned around again, looking at the comedy performed by Bean, the joke master from the British Empire, which was playing on the TV not far away, which seemed to dilute this sadness a lot, and when Yi Xi and his cousin Yi Ming were watching with relish, the TV suddenly jumped off the stage, and without warning it became a TV station in Chang'an, And inside is the famous host who can be seen every day in charge of the post-Tang Dynasty news, but the sensitive Yi Xi saw a trace of panic between the eyebrows of this woman whose name is Wen Jing and who looks very sweet.