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Chapter 494: Myth, falling into

"My life, in other senses, does not entirely belong to me..."

A trace of confusion flashed through Qian Zhi's mind.

But just as he was thinking about these things, the light above Director Wang beside him suddenly went out.

There were no shrill screams.

There were no wails of pain.

As if the switch was pressed like a light bulb, Director Wang lost his beam and his body was completely immersed in darkness...

"Director Wang?"

"Where did he go......"

"Where's the light? Where's the light above Director Wang's head?"

"Can you hear me, Director Wang? If you can hear me, please let me know!"

"You are indeed not a person created by a big heart. Your parents left, you were raised by your mother-in-law, your classmates, etc..."

"You just want to be miserable, you didn't do anything wrong."

A hint of self-mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Qiao Leqing also knew what he was thinking.

I have also lost the passion I had at the beginning, as if I had lost my soul, and my eyes would sometimes become empty.

Everything that is gone will turn into sadness and nothingness.

"Yes, what if it still works before the change?"

"Things that are full of negative emotions will lead you to death. It will take a long time to put it off, so you have to change it quickly..."

That life comes.

"But there's nothing you can do."

Those who secretly fall in love also stop at falling in love. It seems that as long as we do what little people do, we feel cool.

When it was over, Tian Rusong felt that all those things were actually so-called...

But after hearing Jiang Wen's guess, Yang Cheng just moved his lower lip slightly and said with some decadence and despair:

At the end of the day, Qiao Leqing felt that those things were actually so-called...

It seemed like a few seconds passed.

Yang Cheng finally closed the chat panel in a hurry.

I know that I rarely gain anything from telling jokes. Xiaojia just laughs along with me. I know that when I tell stories, Xiaojia also politely agrees and listens.

When he graduated, Tian Rusong never dared to muster up his courage and said to his classmate, "You hate him."

Although nothing is right in that world, and although it can reduce one's own negative emotions, in short, these things about Yang Cheng are real and are fabricated by that pitch-white environment...

Those who secretly fall in love also stop at falling in love. It seems that as long as we do what little people do, we feel cool.

The least I've ever heard was something other than "He's such a villain, how can he still say something like that?"

Hesitating.

Director Wang, who lost his light, seemed to evaporate directly in this world, disappearing without a trace, and no trace could be found...

Live as usual, play as always.

Everyone was silent and did not speak.

There are not many things in my life that are worth being sad about. To use other people's words, I am like a big kid.

While others were secretly writing love letters to each other, I was still at home playing Ludo with my younger brothers and sisters.

"You are a seasoned person..."

I inexplicably felt an extremely fulfilling feeling coming towards me. Is there any reason or source?

I am always half a step ahead of my classmates in terms of maturity, and I have made a lot of bad friends in my previous life...

"Is that so..."

I quite understand why I attribute my thoughts to other reasons.

"Yes...right?"

I am considered to have a small brain and there is nothing wrong with it. How many people would choose to understand it seriously...

At the moment when the modification was approaching, Yang Cheng paused obviously.

superior.

It's a pity that so many girls are attracted to girls who are dull, cute and pretty. Every time I see my deskmate receiving a gift, I feel a little bit unhappy.

I inexplicably felt an extremely fulfilling feeling coming towards me. Is there any reason or source?

I think there is something wrong with my current thinking, and it also means that I need to waste a lot of words to revise the plot.

Smoking, drinking, perming your hair...

I still struggle with whether the shoes need to be shiny to make them look bad, what position of movement outside the Transformers should be considered wrong, and which toy brand has better workmanship.

Hesitating.

Qiao Leqing is like that.

I hate my deskmate, this is a very decent boy in my opinion.

At this time in junior high school, few students have ended up taking the mature route, styling their hair like a villain, or saving their pocket money to buy themselves a low-quality suit.

After going to karaoke, you can't brag to your classmates for half a month, drink half a glass of beer, and then imitate others and end up sitting at the dining table to reason.

After all, there is no falsehood in any of these things. They are all based on my personal experience and do not really exist. It is still not enough to say that no one is fake, but in the case of someone who is fake...

Many people are rebelliously pursuing things that in our opinion only adults can do.

I just want to maintain the way I was when I was older. After all, Yanmian is a big friend. No matter how little I do, I will be ridiculed. I will only laugh and say that my big friend is bad.

"Is that so..."

He is always playful and always hates these things that others think are sophisticated. He is obviously a villain, but he is running for the pursuit of slow happiness every day...

It wasn’t until the college entrance examination was about to take place in less than a year that the budding passion for youth in my heart finally matured.

My deskmate accepted it, but that was it.

At this time, there were no such things as smartphones, and the Internet was not as developed as it is now. When a small number of people were finishing their pursuit of maturity, boys at this time were more willing to receive things like necklaces and roses...

Those things have long since passed, and they must have no intention of mentioning them. They will probably be sealed in the deepest memories forever.

"As long as that's the case, you will be affected by the outside world."

He is always playful and always hates these things that others think are sophisticated. He is obviously a villain, but he is running for the pursuit of slow happiness every day...

Just like what others have said, I am not a mature person...

"You will all die out there. Maybe Director Wang and I are one step ahead of you, just like Teacher Dong Nengxin and Teacher Wang Yan..."

"Teacher Qianye, what is he thinking now?" Of course, someone knows Qiao Le's psychological activities. During the long and purposeful wait, Tian Rusong turned his head and asked Qiao Le beside me.

There are not many things in my life that are worth being sad about. To use other people's words, I am like a big kid.

It seems like just the blink of an eye...

"..."

Qiao Leqing retreated to think about you.

"Yes, yes, it's actually not a decent place there. The thoughts you just had actually have no impact at all. They are all your personal inner thoughts."

But now.

"You are not a person who should exist. It is necessary to make up some positive lies to deceive yourself in order to keep yourself alive..."

My parents only said this to me once.

"I can wait, that place is right."

It's a pity that so many girls are attracted by those kind of dull and pretty girls. Every time I see my deskmate receiving a gift, I feel a little unhappy. "Director Wang, is he dead?" Jiang Wen swallowed hard.

He took a sip and looked at the empty space, and couldn't help but guess the answer.

Just like what others said,

I am not a sophisticated person...

Yang Cheng was determined in his thinking.

I hate my deskmate, this is a very decent boy in my opinion.

"Teacher Qiao Le, what is he thinking now?" Of course, someone knows Qiao Le's psychological activities. During the long and purposeful wait, Tian Rusong turned his head and asked Qiao Le beside me.

Everyone may comfort each other one after another and say some nice words to prevent others from panicking, and at the same time, it can also comfort themselves a little.

Open the talk panel...

I care about other people's opinions and what other people think of me. I think as long as my life is slow and happy, that's enough.

It's as if I am the only one left in the whole world...

When others invited friends of the opposite sex to private cinemas, I was still watching martial arts dramas at home, imagining that I was the protagonist outside.

Is there any positive element in your words? Even when you are answering questions about life and death, your tone seems extremely indifferent.

Smoking, drinking, perming your hair...

"Perhaps, there is something wrong with your idea just now... It's because you feel less relaxed, that's why you feel that there can't be any weirdness anywhere."

My parents only said this to me once.

"Change, change..."

After going to karaoke, you can't brag to your classmates for half a month. After drinking half a glass of beer, you can imitate others and sit down at the dining table to reason.

The other teachers were confused. Liu Zhigang shouted twice into the darkness at the top of his lungs, but the only answer he received was boundless black nothingness, not even an echo from obstacles he encountered.

It wasn’t until the college entrance examination was about to take place in less than a year that the budding passion for youth in my heart finally matured.

The negative emotions in Xiaojia's heart have been reduced to a certain extent, and the light beam above his head has also smiled a little more than before, as if there is no sign of being extinguished at any time.

The lights above Qianye finally went out, and you followed Director Wang and disappeared into the white darkness.

I have also lost the passion I had at the beginning, as if I had lost my soul, and my eyes would sometimes become empty.

Yang Cheng finally closed the chat panel in a hurry.

"maybe."

But now.

Looking at the Barbie doll given away by Qiao Leqing and wrapped in transparent wrapping paper, I, who had suddenly lost my thoughts and matured, gave people the impression that I came from a remote town and had no problems with my head.

Why can these ideas be said to be correct?

While others were secretly writing love letters to each other, I was still at home playing Ludo with my younger brothers and sisters.

My deskmate left me a message at the front, saying that I am not very experienced now and that we are not suitable...

Tian Rusong still understands the meaning of noodles now, and I just feel that my confession victory is not a bit sad.

"You should have no ideas of your own and care about so few things. It's part of your character."

But the confession was comprehensive and complicated, and in terms of not getting a lot of bad feelings, I felt like a victory.

Let me restrain myself and stop wasting my time. A woman should not look like a woman. How can she play around like a big child?

"Those things exist."

If she can't do that, Qiao Leqing just wants to grow up...

So, here I am.

It's like reaching that age now.

It seems that my thoughts are always half a step behind others...

Is there any positive element in your words? Even when you are answering questions about life and death, your tone seems extremely indifferent.

While others were running for their lives, I was still sitting outside my home playing stand-alone video games, imagining that I was not a person outside the game and was experiencing a bloody storm...

Tian Rusong thought carefully about Qianye's answer.

"The wrong thing is wrong, and the right thing is not right."

Everything that is gone will turn into sadness and nothingness.

My memory was suddenly pulled back to my school days...

I know how to be mature, but I also want to be mature.

I think there is something wrong with my current thinking, and it also means that I need to waste a lot of words to revise the plot.

Let me restrain myself and stop wasting my time. A woman should not look like a woman. How can she play around like a big child?

certainly.

"You should have no ideas of your own and care about so few things. It's part of your character."

As I am a level ahead of my peers in both aesthetics and thinking, my friends are destined to be older than me.

Yang Cheng's eyes moved under the text content on the panel, and he accurately found a sentence that was suitable for modification. He immediately used the number of words to modify, preparing to regress and change the plot.

"As you have experienced it yourself, these things are also facts."

My memory was suddenly pulled back to my school days...

I care about other people's opinions and what other people think of me. I think as long as my life is slow and happy, that's enough.

I also followed the trend and sent out a gift - a Barbie doll that I deliberately went to the supermarket to buy.

"What do you think? What is supposed to come will always come, and what is supposed to come may or may not come. Just wait patiently. If you can wait, it will naturally be bad news. If it does, it can only be fate." Qianye

The teacher said in a so-called way.

At this time in junior high school, very few students have taken the mature route, styling their hair like a villain, or saving their pocket money to buy themselves a low-quality suit.

Although nothing is right in that world, and although it can reduce one's own negative emotions, in short, these things about Qiao Le are real and are fabricated by that pitch-white environment...

I noticed that the light above Chino beside me was not as bright as it could be.

When others invited friends of the opposite sex to private cinemas, I was still watching martial arts dramas at home, imagining that I was the protagonist outside.

It seems that my thoughts are always half a step behind others...

It's as if I am the only one left in the whole world...

Many people are rebelliously pursuing things that in our opinion only adults can do.

"What's wrong is not wrong, what's right should be faced."

If it is normal times.

"What do you think? What is supposed to come will always come, and what is supposed to come may not come. Just wait patiently. If you can wait, it will naturally be bad news. If it does, it can only be fate." Qiao

Teacher Le said in a so-called way.

Tian Rusong thought carefully about Qianye's answer.

Yang Cheng was determined in his thinking.

Yang Cheng noticed the problem there, and I was inexplicably confused just now. If Director Wang's sudden disappearance interrupted me, I still have no idea what the result would be in the end.

Tian Rusong is like that.


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