Fang Chen walked alone in the dark, his steps were very slow, his steps were a little disordered, and he walked aimlessly. I don't know how long it has been like this, maybe Fang Chen has been walking for an hour, or even two hours, and it can even be considered that he has been gone for a year, or even a few years, although it is very exaggerated, but it is true, because there is not even time here.

Ahead, a glimmer of light grew in the boundless darkness, but it was small, faint. Fang Chen felt that inexplicable warmth, which was a feeling that only existed in swaddling clothes. Although it was far away, the faint hope and wonderful feeling emanating from the light in the darkness made Fang Chen can't help but walk towards it.

As Fang Chen approached, the light began to grow larger, revealing a round outline. It wasn't until Fang Chen came close that he could fully see the face of the light cluster. It's a big ball of light, and there's nothing in it. Outside the light mass is a thin film that seems to break at the touch of a button. Fang Chen subconsciously stretched out his hand towards the light cluster, but the light cluster shattered into the darkness as soon as he touched it.

The world was once again silent and dark, and Fang Chen was a little overwhelmed by the sudden change, staring blankly at the darkness around him.

The place where the original light cluster existed began to change again, and a pillar of light illuminated the place from above. Gradually, the pillar of light began to brighten, and a figure appeared in the middle of the pillar of light, Fang Chen looked at the figure curiously. As the light intensified, the figure in the light gradually became clearer, and she was a beautiful woman.

The woman was wearing a long skirt, with a light blue color and a white skirt, with a faint melancholy temperament. Fang Chen looked up again, and saw the woman's face, and the woman covered a pink veil. The beautiful red lips under the veil did not lose half of their luster because of the veil, but became more delicate and moving, and the light that was originally abrupt in the darkness also seemed dim.

Fang Chen's eyes straightened even more, and with his red face and red ears, he realized that he had realized what it meant to be so beautiful that it was suffocating. Fang Chen looked at the woman's eyes, there was darkness under the woman's brown pupils, there was no shadow of Fang Chen, her eyes were full of sadness.

Seeing that the woman didn't seem to notice Fang Chen, he dared to be bold and began to carefully examine the woman's appearance, enchanting rather than pure, charming and reserved.

It wasn't until the woman began to move that Fang Chen broke away from his imagination. The woman is so beautiful, like a fairy, Fang Chen seems to be able to understand why so many emperors are willing to give up the country for the sake of beauty.

The woman's hands were raised, and the quaint guzheng appeared from under the woman's hands, and music sounded. A slightly sad song came out from under the woman's hands, and all the rhymes reached Fang Chen's ears, and Fang Chen's heart seemed to be infected, beating with the rhythm of the song. Fang Chen's music cells are not very strong, but he can hear the pain behind the woman's sad song.

At the end of the song, there were already two lines of tears on the woman's pretty face. Fang Chen couldn't bear it in his heart, and wanted to step forward to comfort him. Although this would seem abrupt to Fang Chen, there was a voice in Fang Chen's heart that said softly: "Go quickly, don't let her tears stay." ”

But Fang Chen found that his body couldn't move, Fang Chen looked helplessly at the lonely figure of the woman, but he couldn't do anything, he struggled to break free from the power that bound him, Fang Chen felt a sense of powerlessness from the heart.

The woman cried for a long time, and the sky began to fall cold snowflakes, and the woman danced with the snow, while Fang Chen looked at the woman, watching the woman dance in the heavy snow. The woman is like a beautiful firebird burning passionately in the snow, and even if she dies in the next second, the woman will have no regrets. From the beginning to the present, the silent woman finally spoke in the midst of dancing: "I hope that the king will return safely, and there will be no regrets in life and death."

It turned out to be a woman waiting for her lover, but Fang Chen didn't feel sad in his heart, but envied that woman's sweetheart. Then I remembered a beautiful poem.

Ten years of life and death.

Don't think about it, it's unforgettable.

Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation.

Even if you don't know each other,

The face is dusty, and the temples are like frost.

Come and dream at night.

Xiao Xuan window, dressing.

There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears.

It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year,

Moonlit night, short Matsuoka.

After reading it silently, Fang Chen's cheeks were also wet with tears. Fang Chen was unconsciously infected by the woman's emotions, although it was not his own feelings, the woman's feelings for relatives were also moved by Fang Chen.

After the woman danced, she looked at the sky for a long time, and then the beautiful figure finally dissipated. The unknown darkness around Fang Chen also began to change, Fang Chen came to a wooded forest, a group of people were surrounding a person, Fang Chen took a closer look, and the person inside turned out to be himself.

The person in the lead, Fang Chen, also knew that he was a famous school bully in Fang Chen's school, his name was Zhao Yang, but Fang Chen didn't know why he had a grudge against Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang looked at Fang Chen arrogantly, and then said: "Fang Chen, today is your death date, suffer death!" "

Fang Chen didn't say anything, just silently raised a blade in his hand, ready for battle, and when Zhao Yang made a move, the shameless accomplices actually swarmed up, Fang Chen was really worried about himself.

But before he finished watching it, the scene changed again, Fang Chen saw his body burning with raging flames, and Zhao Yang and the other gangsters were a little surprised, but the offensive was still unabated, Fang Chen, who was on fire, was calm and calm, unhurriedly resisting their attack, and then he was about to defeat Zhao Yang and the others, but when Fang Chen saw that he had defeated Zhao Yang himself.

The mutation occurred, and it was another scene change, Fang Chen saw that his hands were stained with blood, while Zhao Yang and the others fell to the ground, and the kind Fang Chen was stunned by this scene. These people are bad, but do they deserve to die? Why did you put such a heavy hand? Fang Chen muttered.

A flame enveloped Fang Chen, Fang Chen felt the breath of fire that destroyed everything, and he slowly fainted in this powerful flame, before his vision blurred, Fang Chen vaguely saw a black figure slowly walking towards him...

I exclaimed no, but found that I couldn't move, and I had no ability to resist.

"Hoo --!" Fang Chen woke up from his dream, let out a long sigh, and glanced at the alarm clock in a hazy sleepy eye.

The hour and minute hands of the alarm clock are staggered to form the title page of the time. At this time, it was already six twenty-one, Fang Chen patted his head, trying to wake up from his sleep as soon as possible. After thinking about it for a while, he said to himself in annoyance: "It's that strange dream again, it's been almost twenty days, why is that?" ”

Fang Chen couldn't help but begin to imagine all the possibilities in his heart, such as what God had arranged, or what God was hinting at. Then he frowned again, and the things in the dream were still too illusory.

Although Fang Chen was only seventeen years old, his heart had already reached the level of a middle-aged person, mainly thanks to the old man who lived under the same roof as Fang Chen. Fang Chen is an orphan, when he was three years old, he was picked up by the old man, the old man had no queen, so he treated Fang Chen as his own grandson, and the two lived together until now.

After a brief wash, Fang Chen came to the kitchen and saw the paper on the table: I went out to earn some extra money, the steamed buns are in the pot, they are still hot, remember to eat them quickly. I couldn't help but feel a burst of warmth in my heart, took the steamed buns that the old man had steamed for himself, and then left the house and walked towards the school.

Fang Chen is a student in the first (1) class of Jiangming Middle School, and also serves as the class president. However, Fang Chen is not a good student with excellent character and learning, just because he volunteered when he was choosing a class president, and his popularity is good, so he accidentally became the class leader.

When he came to the class, it was already seven o'clock, and Mokong gave Fang Chen a big hug enthusiastically. Mokong is Fang Chen's best friend and friend, the two of them talked and laughed together for a while, and waited until the class was over, then returned to their seats, waiting for the teacher to take class. This is a Chinese class, the teacher talked about the lesson as usual, and Fang Chen sat by the window, covering his book in front of his face, looking out the window, and his heart left the classroom.

It's another boring Wednesday, and you're going to have to spend it mediocrely? Looking out the window at the birds flying freely, even crows, are much better than white doves confined in a birdcage. I once thought about whether I would spend my life in the future, and when I grew up and the old man was gone, I should marry a wife and have children, and then live my life. But is this really what you want? But he couldn't change anything, and he smiled silently and bitterly in his heart helplessly, and Fang Chen continued to be in a daze.

Seeing Fang Chen's actions, the teacher coughed lightly and said, "Fang Chen, please pay attention during class, you must know that you are studying for yourself!" Fang Chen's heart was recalled to the classroom by the teacher's words, and Fang Chen stood up with shame on his face. Shame and helplessness all appeared on Fang Chen's face, Fang Chen opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. However, the teacher did not blame Fang Chen, but said to Fang Chen seriously: "Study hard, I believe that you are the pillar of the motherland in the future, pay more attention in class!" Fang Chen nodded like a chicken pecking rice, the teacher looked at Fang Chen with satisfaction, and then motioned for Fang Chen to sit down, then turned around and picked up the chalk, and drew in circles on the blackboard, but although Fang Chen knew his mistake, he had nothing to say in his heart, did he accept his fate?

Fang Chen was very conflicted in his heart, the struggle between dreams and reality could not be stopped for a moment, Fang Chen looked at his table mate in distress, and he was also one of his good brothers, "Yu". He asked softly, "Yu, do you feel happy with your life now?" Or is it painful? "

Yu was diligently taking notes, when he suddenly heard Fang Chen call him, put down the pen, thought for a while, and asked.

"Old Fang, what's wrong? Is it because life is not going well? Is there a problem at home? It's good to borrow some from Shen Xing, he won't help him. "

Fang Chen was slightly speechless, "No, I just feel that life is very boring and there is no passion." "

"It's not that there is no passion, it's related to her, right?"

Hearing her, before she became famous, Fang Chen was silent, shook his head, some memories in his heart were evoked again, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly, Yu was also a little embarrassed to say anything more, and the two of them were speechless at the same time.

Time passed quickly, it was noon in a blink of an eye, everyone walked to the cafeteria in pairs, and Fang Chen also took the meal card and walked with Yu and his party. Everyone saw that Fang Chen was in a bad mood, so they didn't joke about Fang Chen as usual, but talked about other things. I don't talk about the past.

Everyone didn't want to see Fang Chen like this, Mo Kong really couldn't help it, so he persuaded: "It's also a mistake to be too persistent." ”

"Well, let him go when it's over." Fang Chen nodded, and joined in the chat, without the slightest emotion.

A teenager has a crush on a girl, which is a normal thing, but it's a pity that Luohua is intentionally ruthless. But if you like it, there's no right or wrong.