Yang Luo woke up in the middle of the night.

It is often said that sleeping until dusk in the afternoon is the loneliest, and when you wake up, you feel abandoned by the whole world. Yang Luo also experienced this feeling slightly at this moment, and had a nightmare, which was not long, but it could already make him sweat.

After opening the window and blowing the cool breeze of the night for a while, Yang Luo relaxed. The scenes that happened during the day came to my mind, and thousands of thoughts were mixed together.

Yang Luo suddenly wanted to smoke again.

In the last one, Yang Luo made a self-deception and self-comfort.

Quietly touching the kitchen, Yang Luo knew that Yang Yongan liked to smoke while washing dishes, so there was always a pack of cigarettes in the kitchen bib.

Yang Luo was not greedy, so he returned to the room while it was dark and carefully locked the door.

"Whew......" Yang Luo let out a long breath, and the tiredness of the day seemed to be wrapped in smoke and dissipated without a trace.

At first glance, it was quite accidental that I learned to smoke in my previous life, it happened to be that kind of environment, that kind of mood, and I happened to have a cigarette given by a friend in my hand.

My so-called addiction to cigarettes is just an excuse to regulate my mood.

Gradually, the smoke in the room dissipated, and boundless sorrow and confusion gathered.

……

It was another Monday, because of the special existence of the flag-raising ceremony, Yang Luo didn't dare to be late, and arrived at school early.

In the third year of high school, the flag-raising ceremony was also attached with a layer of different meanings, and every speech would carry the heavy word of the college entrance examination, which made the students of Yali Mountain University even more sad.

Yang Luo, who was sleep-deprived last night, kept yawning and stood crookedly.

Yang Luo suddenly felt that his waist was poked, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was Song Linxue.

The standing line of the rally was a column for men and women, and Yang Luo stood at the end of the boys, just parallel to Song Linxue.

"Huh?"

Yang Luo didn't wait for Song Linxue this morning, she got up too early, and when she woke up, she was lucky not to be late.

"Teacher Zhang is watching you."

Song Linxue raised her finger and pointed her finger, her little face hidden in her long hair and she couldn't see her expression clearly.

Yang Luo rubbed his eyes and saw that Zhang Yujun was staring at him, his expression as if he was going to eat Yang Luo. Yang Luo hurriedly leaned in, and it turned out that he had unconsciously stood outside the team.

"Why don't you go to bed earlier at night." Song Linxue's soft voice drifted into Yang Luo's ears again.

"I had a nightmare...... Yang Luo replied honestly.

It's not a nightmare, it's a memory. Does Yang Luo want to say, I dreamed last night and I confessed to you in my previous life and was rejected.

Yes. Yang Luo actually confessed to Song Linxue, after all, as an adolescent boy, how could he suppress his feelings for six years in front of the girl he liked.

It's just that this confession is too bland.

One weekend, Yang Luo met Song Linxue who came out for a walk alone in the park.

Early spring, cherry blossoms, girl.

These simple and beautiful elements made Yang Luo lose his rationality.

And emotional confession is the most irresponsible and the most prone to failure.

At that time, Song Linxue just smiled slightly, and defused his stupid attack with a few words that Yang Luo had forgotten now. Both of them forgot about it, and that day was like a chance but romantic encounter, and nothing happened.

"Tell you to drink some warm milk before bed." Song Linxue pulled her hair to her ears, revealing her fair little face.

Yang Luo smiled: "You don't know that you drank milk before going to bed, and your mouth stinks when you get up." ”

Song Linxue stopped talking, and her hair was lowered to cover her face.

Yang Luo secretly said that it was not good, and began to apologize for the entire flag-raising ceremony.

It wasn't until the queue walked back to the class that Song Lin Xuecai blushed slightly and said something stupid, which melted the relationship between the two and represented that she had forgiven Yang Luo.

Compared with Song Linxue in her previous life, Song Linxue in front of her is a little less cold, a little more playful and a girl's careful thinking. Or did you really know this girl in your previous life?

Su Xiaotong didn't come to school today, which was refreshing for Yang Luo, one person occupied two positions, and slept half-lying down in class, which can be regarded as making up for last night's sleepiness.

After class, Yang Luotian shamelessly went to play with Song Linxue.

Xiao Song didn't sit in his seat doing his homework, but chatting with the girl next to him.

Yang Luo had a good relationship with the girls in the class, and he was cheeky enough to come over. Today's topic is quite novel, just now the history class talked about Qin Shi Huang, about how he sent Xu Fu to the sea to find the elixir for immortality, and in the end it became a legendary story of Xu Fu crossing to the east.

"What's the use of immortality?" A girl who wears eyes and braces, and just short hair can COS the heroine of "Ugly Girl Invincible" said.

"Don't you want to live forever?" The labor councilor in the class asked rhetorically.

The woman with glasses held her chin and thought for a while: "It's still a little bit, but after a few decades, everyone around you has died, isn't it very painful?" ”

Song Linxue, who had been smiling at them, spoke: "I like the life of "Yu Hua" very much, and living is to live for the sake of living itself. Therefore, if a person cannot die, he will start a new life after the death of each generation of relatives. ”

Yang Luo didn't think that Song Linxue would think like this, and stopped talking on the side.

The girls who saw Yang Luo also warmly invited him to join the discussion.

"I'll tell you a secret, I can't die, hahahaha." Yang Luo made a joke that wasn't even a cold joke.

"Get out of ......" The girls other than Song Linxue said in unison.

Yang Luo fled with doubts in his head.

Yang Luo deliberately sat next to Song Linxue during lunch and bought a small stir-fry.

"Xiaoxue, I want to ask you something."

Song Linxue glanced at Yang Luo coldly, and felt goosebumps all over her body: "Yang Luo, don't call it so disgusting." ”

"Okay, what do you think is the use of not dying alone?" Yang Luo knocked on the side, he only found out today that he was really a fan of the authorities, and he had such a big bug in his hand, but he didn't play a role.

Song Linxue took the spoon in her mouth and thought for a while: "Aren't you unable to die, don't you know it yourself?" ”

"Poof......" The coke in Yang Luo's mouth almost sprayed on Song Linxue, you didn't say anything for a long time.

"You really believe it." Yang Luo said weakly.

"Why don't you believe it?" Song Linxue turned her head and smiled, "You sit here well, which is the best evidence to support this point of view." Only when we all die will your jokes be exposed. ”

Yang Luo looked at Song Linxue blankly, her words were simple and full of philosophy, like an encouragement to a naïve child.

"So can you tell me how I can't die, what's the use?" Yang Luo lowered his head to shave rice, always feeling weak and didn't dare to look at Song Linxue's eyes.

Song Linxue's face became serious, and she answered Yang Luo after a few minutes.

"Human potential is infinite, but the brain quietly protects humans. Do not allow the human body to suffer too much damage. Song Linxue added, "Adrenaline, for example, can keep you excited and focused all the time." Or it can lift an overweight object. ”

Then he said with some gloom: "The immortal person is the freest, who can get rid of all shackles and truly realize the meaning of life." ”

"The meaning of life?" Yang Luo also muttered.

"The meaning of life is to enjoy the process of being alive, every minute, every second."

Song Linxue woke up the dreamer with a word.

Yang Luo's heart seemed to be grasped by a hand, and it became difficult to breathe.

He put down the chopsticks in his hand, didn't even eat, and ran away like a hot wheel.

"Thank you, Song Linxue."

Song Linxue shook her head and said to herself, "Do you really think I don't watch anime?" Big. ”

Yang Luo ran to the playground in one breath, looking at the vast sky, the whole world seemed to be in front of his eyes.

Song Linxue not only helped herself find her own weapon, but also provided herself with a new path.

……

Go forward, boy who has found a weapon,

Shen Mengangzhi,

Pursue your own freedom!