Before the official chapter of chapter twenty-six, I actually had a scrap manuscript from a small article that I imitated on a bar a long time ago. I interspersed it with Liu Yi's main line. After careful revision, I found that the emotional tone in it was in great conflict with the main tone of the novel, so I didn't add the official plot, but used it as a side story.

I want you to take a look at this chapter in its original form, just like in the introduction, in the axis of everyone's time, I hope that readers can reflect on the past and look forward to the future.

Please cherish the time in front of you, live in the moment, and boldly pursue your wild dreams. Everyone thinks about piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and hops, but no one can escape firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. The only thing we can compete with the "ordinary" is those little romances that belong to us.

After all, there are no leapers in our world.

The original chapter title is "Several Years of Life, But in Present"

Don't say much, and read the text.

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At this moment, the scene in front of my eyes seemed to be showing thousands of movies at the same time, and thousands of scenes were flowing in front of my eyes.

Suddenly, my consciousness began to distort, and there seemed to be a strange change.

My consciousness seemed to be attached to a person, and his life began to show quickly in front of my eyes like a movie, as if I was walking on the trajectory of this person repeating his life.

At the age of 17, I finished my sophomore year of high school and began to regret my childish behavior in the previous two years, so I started to work hard.

I graduated from college at the age of 22, but I found that I couldn't find a job that satisfied me.

At the age of 26, I watched everyone around me get married, and the money for the wedding increased year by year. When I came home for the Spring Festival, my parents changed from taking me to relatives to taking me to meet my blind date. I've seen more than a dozen girls, and every time I feel a little worse than her

At the age of 28, I met a girl who had a similar experience to me, and we had a conversation about whether we had a match or not. She said, "You're not bad." I took a sip of Coke and said, "You too."

I'm not sure if I like her or not, but the parents have already set up an engagement banquet. A week before we got married, I went out drinking with my friends, and I said, I don't want to get married.

My friend said, "You, you're just thinking too much." Who didn't come over like this?

At the age of 29, we finally got married, and the wedding was not big or small, and friends came no more, no less. I saved money for a few years to realize my ideals, and set up this private temple fair for 100 people. In the middle of the wedding, the master of ceremonies shouted to the relatives and friends in the audience with a standard commercial smile, "Do you want them to kiss one!" The people in the audience followed suit.

I don't know why, I simply kissed it, and the two of them returned to their original positions. I whispered, "I love you." The bride, who couldn't get used to seeing my upside-down model yesterday, was stunned for a moment and said, "I love you too" I wasn't sure if she said it to me, just as I wasn't sure if she said it to her.

After the wedding, it was not as romantic as I imagined, I listened to the bride in the outhouse count the money one by one, but it was only two years, how did it become like this.

Thinking about it, I fell asleep in the cave room at night.

At the age of 30, she became pregnant, quit her job, and raised a baby at home. I gradually gained a position in the company, and I was in charge of a dozen or so people in charge of a project independently. The car of about 200,000 yuan before I got married has also become my exclusive possession. But I still don't dare to relax, every time I work overtime, the other end of the phone is full of complaints and grievances. But I can't argue with anything, who made her pregnant with my child.

At this moment, both her parents and mine are unconditionally on this side.

At the age of 31, the child landed, and it cost 100,000 yuan to take a pregnancy test and hospitalization, but it doesn't matter. I looked at my child, how I liked it, and was happy as if it were my new life.

At the age of 32, this is the most unwilling year in life, with an average of 3 hours of sleep, and the child has to make a fuss every hour. The next day, I dragged my eyes to work, and my boss said that I didn't work at work, and my daughter-in-law said that I didn't work. I thought about it for a long time and didn't understand, so who works?

The car I drove for 3 years became my real home.

I stopped complaining about the traffic jams on the road, and I even began to wish for a little longer. When I got home, I turned off the engine and lit a cigarette in the car.

It's the happiest ten minutes of my day.

The front of the car is fame and fortune, and the rear of the car is firewood, rice, oil and salt.

At the age of 35, because my health is getting worse, I am working less and less overtime, and the speed of promotion is getting slower and slower. After work that day, my daughter-in-law told me that my child was going to kindergarten, and the bilingual one month was 3,000. I frowned, and I was already impatient.

"The old Wang family child of the fourth unit, 6000 a month"

"I'm already like this, I want my child to lose too?"

I didn't speak, I went back to the house and transferred 6,000 yuan to my daughter-in-law. With this money, I originally planned to celebrate my birthday and buy a new computer.

At the age of 38, the child is in the first grade, and the teacher said that the first grade is the most critical, and it is important to lay a good foundation. I smiled and said, yes, yes, you take care of it, teacher. The teacher who received the freshmen looked at my unreasonable face and pointed me out a clear way: "Extracurricular tutoring class, 2200 a month"

When I was 40 years old, my child was in the third grade, and the teacher said that the third grade is the most important thing. I smiled and said, "Yes, yes, I'm planning to apply for another cram school."

At the age of 44, my child went to junior high school, and when she came home one day, she said to me, "Dad, I want to learn piano" I didn't hesitate, I thought that over the years, I had gotten used to it. But I couldn't say the phrase "Daddy can't afford it now". Fortunately, the child is more sensible, she said: Dad is fine, or I can learn the ocarina first. I looked at such a sensible child, but I couldn't be happy.

At the age of 46, my child went to a bad high school, and one day I was in a meeting and received a call from the teacher. The phone said that my child was fighting at school and asked me to go. I resignedly asked for a leave of absence from the leader, who was 5 years younger than me, and was reprimanded by the teacher at school. It's nothing more than the line "As a parent, you know work, can you accompany your children?" ”

I looked at this teacher and it was kind of ridiculous. It seems that he was not alone when he said: "Parents work hard outside and earn more money to make up more classes for their children".

At the age of 50, the child went to college, and he was very competitive, one by one. I don't understand his major, I just know that a job is not necessarily easy to find. And the tuition is expensive. I wanted to talk to him late at night, so I prepared half a catty of liquor and a plate of peanuts. I said the things I used to hate the most.

"I still have to think about my future work"

"Pick a popular major"

"It's more important to live than to love"

We went from communicating to arguing, and I found that I was getting old. Too old to beat this 18-year-old. I can't talk to him, I can only say, "I'm your father!" The boy looked at me and knew that it was useless to argue, and the wine that established my last majesty ended unhappily.

I didn't really listen, and on the way back to his house, the child seemed to be babbling, "I don't want to live like you."

Why am I crying? In this other person's life, how can a person who is already 50 years old cry?

It must be too spicy, right?

It must be that the wine is too spicy.

At the age of 55, my child is working, and he seems to understand me a little. But I reversed it, and I said don't compromise.

At the age of 56, the child is also married, I asked him if he likes that girl? He was stunned and said, "I like it."

60 years old, I have worked hard all my life, and I want to go out for a walk. After 30 years, I still can't tell whether I like it or not. We started planning our travel routes, and after all these years, we still had disagreements and quarrels.

At some point, I thought, that might be fine.

Everything was ready, and the son said, "Mom and Dad, I'm too busy with work, can you help me take care of the child?" ”

We refunded our tickets and went back 30 years.

At the age of 70, my child's children have grown up, and I don't have to worry about it every day, so I made up my mind and said: I must go and play.

But the crutches at hand could only support me to walk downstairs to the garden.

At 75 years old, I was in a hospital bed, surrounded by people, and I was dazed to see the doctor shaking his head.

The people around me looked solemn, and I understood, I was going to die.

I didn't feel a trace of fear.

I suddenly asked myself, when the hell did I die?

I think of the wedding when I was 30 years old, and it turns out that at that time, I must have died.

At this moment, my brain began to run wild again, flashing back on "my" 75 years of life at a faster speed.

The pictures went by one by one

1 second

2 seconds

Two seconds passed, and I looked at the memories with a blank face.

3rd second

Suddenly I laughed

It turned out that he had returned to the year when he was 15 years old

I saw a boy with a bag of milk in his mouth and a school bag on his back.

Running under the balcony of another girl's house, the boy looked out the window.

It was the girl I had a crush on at 15 years old.

I can't remember what she looked like

At the last second, I struggled to remember

And then finally laughed

3 seconds passed

Suddenly, the people around him began to cry

I may not be able to hear clearly

The last cacophony I heard

It was a group of fifteen or sixteen teenagers who were coaxing

"Promise him!"

"Promise him!"

"Promise him!"

At this moment, a shrill electric sound exploded, and I still couldn't recover for a long time. The recurring fragments in front of me began to crack and blur, and in an instant, only a white expanse was left in front of me.

...... "I didn't have any senses, I just felt that my eyes were starting to dim again.

Everything is extinguished like smoke