Come to the world, see the scenery and the moon, see the ruins and broken walls, see life, old age, sickness and death, see love and hatred.

When Ling Jinxi was confused, his mother grabbed him who was about to move the body.

"The national team wants you, you have to train now."

"Everyone is still like this, how can I leave?" Ling Jinxi lowered her head.

"People have to go forward, the dead cannot be resurrected, and for the sake of the living, we must all cheer up." Mom paused, "It's not a sin to survive, it's a sin to waste the time you have survived."

"Mom...... I want to help you ......."

"What are you going to do? If you are rich enough and famous enough, you can help people raise donations, and you can buy enough food for everyone...... Be strong, for everyone."

"I ......"

"It's been a long time to rebuild, to join the national team, to win medals, for everyone."

This time, it was not the kendo team that wanted Ling Jinxi, but the shooting, and he had an unintentional competitive move to score a great result, which was very, very rare in terms of the level he had never trained.

Because of this achievement, he was selected for the shooting team at the age of 20.

With that Divine Comedy, Ling Jinxi walked into another life, he was so free from his lively personality, but he had to calm down, quiet enough to feel his breath and feel every wind blowing.

His heart had to be quiet, quiet, in order to be able to win, while calculating the scores, calmly holding the gun, shooting.

"Shooting, in fact, requires a lot of talent, you don't have to worry about your age, even someone with high astigmatism can shoot accurately, you just need to remember what you have to do, one or two victories are just a side product of it."

A month after the earthquake, he had to completely calm himself down, pick up the gun, for the sake of the goal, for the sake of victory.

One night, while he was training, the former student of the coach showed up.

"Why can? After witnessing so many tragedies, why can you still be casual, are you human, do you have a heart?"

Faced with questioning, Ling Jinxi just lowered his head and put away his gun, silent.

"Hey, I'll ask you!" The man rushed over and grabbed Ling Jinxi's shirt.

"I'll only say it once, and if you can listen, you listen." Ling Jinxi paused, "Don't do anything, just cry and be sad, it's the most useless, no one will rebuild the ruins, it can only be ruins forever."

Perhaps the coldest people can be steadfast in a world of adversity.

Maybe that day had an effect, and the next day the man came back to train.

Although Jian Mu is younger than Ling Jinxi, he has been practicing shooting since he was a child, and his results are easily pressed on Ling Jinxi, the game is approaching, and the coach has put most of his energy on Jian Mu.

Regret it?

No regrets.

Ling Jinxi raised his head and drank all the water in the bottle, he still trained as usual, and took online classes when he was free.

"Hello, I'm Ye Ling, I heard that you just started practicing shooting, your results are good." Ye Ling sat beside Ling Jinxi with a big grin and said, "There are only two places for this competition, if nothing else, it should still be Jian Mushang." Z.br>

"Hmm." Ling Jinxi didn't care, he didn't think he would be able to play in the first place.

"You can try to be his assistant and go to the arena with him, but you know, athletes, people don't allow close quarters, there are too many problems."

As athletes, they can't even eat meat outside, they have to quit spicy, and drugs can't be used unless necessary, and they have to go through the team doctor if they want to use them.

"We'll talk about it then." Ling Jinxi dropped the bottle and left.

For him, small talk is a waste of time, and he has no time and no way to tell others what is in his heart.

A long time ago, Ling Jinxi realized that people are lonely and eager to be understood, which is a kind of fragility of human nature, and opening up to others is often revealing weakness to others.

However, Ling Jinxi was still calculated, and after he joined the team for a short time, he was persuaded to retire in less than three months.

No one explained the reason to him, and he didn't deliberately ask, the only thing he was worried about was to disappoint his family.

His family gave him a lot of support, and he was able to organize his life exactly according to his own ideas.

Continue to study, train at your own expense, and occasionally work part-time, this is Ling Jinxi's life.

"Sixth, don't you want to find a girlfriend? I heard that a girl from the media department has been chasing you." The roommate put his arm on Ling Jinxi's shoulder.

"Go away, go away." Ling Jinxi smiled and dodged, "It's not that you don't know how busy I am, I really don't want to waste other people's feelings."

"That's right, aren't you still preparing to go abroad, how are you preparing?"

"It's okay, it's a matter of luck." Ling Jinxi pinched his kettle, he became more careful, when he felt the need, he would be careful to every detail.

"Tsk, you're sure to say that." Roommate quipped.

"I read and train every day except for sleeping, and it would be sad if I wasn't sure."

There are many kinds of luck in this world, except for the completely random lottery luck, most people are accumulating, waiting for opportunities in failure after failure.

When Ling Jinxi was twenty-three years old, he stood on the national stage for the first time, and he represented his university.

Facing Jian Mu, Ling Jinxi's eyes were still gentle and clear.

"I don't think you're still playing shooting, but professional athletes don't just practice to get there." Jian Mu relied on his sports expertise, and many universities threw olive branches to him, although his grades in cultural classes were not good, but the university was not worse than Ling Jinxi.

"It's just fun, you don't have to take it seriously." Ling Jinxi smiled, for him, shooting was indeed just fun, whenever he was upset, he would go to the shooting range and enjoy his chase after himself.

"I heard you studied medicine." Jian Mu wasn't sure.

"Something to do with it." Ling Jinxi still smiled, what he learned was indeed related to it, human science, studying the direction of human movement.

"My mom said it would be nice to have more friends, especially if you're a doctor teacher." Jian Mu looked at Ling Jinxi, "Why don't we be friends?"

Ling Jinxi's smile became more and more intense, and he laughed with a dimple on his left cheek, which was said to have fallen when he was a child, "I'm going to prepare to go abroad after the competition, let's talk about it then."

"......," Jian Mu stopped talking.

Ling Jinxi walked onto the field, he held the gun, adjusted his breathing and heartbeat, the breeze blew the ends of his hair, pulled the trigger, the first shot.

In the distance, the figure reappeared, standing in front of the target, looking at Ling Jinxi.

In the countdown, he narrowed his eyes......