She said to me: "Brother Cui, you are a good person."
It seemed that this was not the first time I heard a woman say that about me. I laughed at myself and said to her with a wry smile: "Sister, stop it quickly. I am a man, not a good person. You must know that only men who are not destined for women can be called
Good people."
Apparently she was amused by me and smiled happily. I felt more and more that women look better when they smile. But God testifies, I really didn’t have any bad thoughts about her, and I never thought about wishing her to use my body.
Promise.
In fact, she gives me the same feeling as my sister. I have been the youngest in our family since I was a child. Sometimes I think about how great it would be if I could have a younger sister or younger brother.
I asked her: "After listening to my story, will you be afraid? Are you afraid that there are actually monsters and monsters in this world?"
Obviously, I saw this girl correctly. She smiled and said, "Why should I be afraid? It doesn't matter if it exists, or if it doesn't exist. I haven't done anything wrong. So why should I be afraid?"
I couldn't help but secretly sigh and said that this girl answered really well. As the saying goes, if you don't do anything bad on weekdays, you won't be afraid of ghosts calling the door in the middle of the night. And sometimes, we ourselves are much more insidious than ghosts. I didn't expect that this girl is not big, but
But she has such an idea. If Uncle Jiu met her, he would definitely say: 'This child has a lot of wisdom'.
I said to her again: "Okay, now that I have told you my story, in exchange, you should also tell me your story."
After hearing my question, she looked at the lake in a daze. After a long time, she slowly spoke as if talking to herself: "Brother Cui, our destinies are actually quite similar, but I seem to be better than you."
Be silly."
She told me her story. This was the second time in my life that I came into contact with a girl's thoughts. It turned out that her emotional experience was similar to mine. She gave everything for a pretty boy, but just the night before, that pretty boy...
Kicked her.
After listening to her talk as if she was talking in her sleep, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. It turns out that I am not the only one who is so unlucky in this world. It turns out that there are still many infatuated people and heartless people in this world.
I suddenly felt that I seemed to be a little pretentious, always obsessed with the past, and too persistent in the hurt I suffered. Thinking about it now, I was still young at that time, and losing love was like the sky was falling.
I remember at that time, after I listened to her telling her story, it seemed that some of the knots in my heart had been untied. My heart became a lot brighter. I said to her: "Don't think about it, you will definitely find a better man in the future."
It's time to eat, let's go back."
But the little girl smiled again and said to me: "I didn't think about it. It's over. In addition, what you said to me may be more appropriate for you. The feeling you gave me is just...
Like a sentimental old man."
I stood up, put away my painting tools and smiled bitterly at her: "I'm only twenty, why am I an old man?"
She covered her little mouth and smiled, her eyes narrowed into slits. I don’t know when, I started to like watching others laugh, because I felt that when I saw others laughing, I would also be very happy.
The rosy sunset had quietly sunk to the other side of the mountain, leaving only the faint afterglow to guide the way out of the hotel for us. The wind by the lake blew warm, mixed with the trees, green grass, and the pure scent of the lake.
.This is the feeling of being alive. It feels really good.
After returning to the hotel, it was time for dinner. This was our last night in Jingbo Lake. So the meal was surprisingly sumptuous, and the uncle who worked on it also gave each table a beer. Everyone gathered around the table and talked about it.
Tian’s experience here. It turns out that everyone is different. Some people paint for seven days in a row, and some people travel around every day. But Guan Ming and I almost lost our lives here.
While we were chatting and laughing, we drank up a box of beer. Some of the girls drank too much and became drunk. We started fooling around in the restaurant. Wang Cheng and Lu Tiezhu banged bowls and plates and sang loudly.
I can’t remember anything now, but I suddenly felt that it would be good to be in the same class as these guys.
To say that everyone has their own way of living, this is all arranged by God in advance, but God takes better care of me and gives me abilities that others do not have, so I am destined to be more tired than others. But when I
Every time I help and protect others secretly, my heart feels very at ease.
Many people say that I am a good, honest and wretched person. This may have something to do with my personality.
Seeing that the trip to Jingbo Lake was coming to an end, I finally got what I wanted and had a good sleep peacefully. It was very fragrant and no one disturbed me. There was no more bowls, no chopsticks, no five-touch magic, no ghosts to break the wall, etc.
Something is disturbing me.
I slept from nine o'clock in the evening until nine o'clock in the morning the next day. Wang Cheng asked me to get up and pack my luggage. After breakfast, it was time to go back to Harbin.
In fact, I really live on my own. After returning to Harbin, I started a life of doing nothing every day. Guan Ming, as I expected, fell seriously ill and lay in bed for more than a week before gradually recovering.
In the dormitory, Li Xiaoqiang and Bao Jinlong asked us how we had been playing these two days and whether we were cheating. I smiled bitterly in my heart. It was quite sexy. I came here with internal injuries.
Exercise.
But I couldn't say what I was thinking, so I told them: "How can you say he is a thief? That is quite a thief. Didn't you see that the lake is full of young people wearing bikinis?
Girl, I've been lying by the lake all day long to see how delicious food and drinks are served in the hotel. It's really like a vacation! It's so cool."
In fact, there are no bikini girls in the mountains, but there is a fierce five-power god, but Li Xiaoqiang and Bao Jinlong believed it, and they regretted not playing with us.
I looked at these heartless idiots and smiled without saying a word.
This time I recovered very quickly. I was able to run and jump again within four or five days. To my surprise, I clearly found that I could gather more and more Qi in my body.
It seems that this is training people in the deep mountains and old forests. The drawing of talismans with tasks and indicators in those days can really be regarded as a kind of training. And I even learned the 'palm talisman'. This can really be regarded as a kind of training.
Such an achievement.
However, through this incident, I now have a deep understanding of the truth that there are monsters outside ghosts and fairies outside monsters. Now I am just a rookie at best. After all, I know too little. What will happen to me?
I have to ask Uncle Jiu first about everything, so I miss a lot of opportunities. Alas, it seems that every time I turn fifteen from now on, I will have to ask Uncle Jiu to supplement my knowledge. I will regret it when the book is used. Although now
There are no opportunities for me to show my abilities in this society, but I have to know how to take precautions before they happen.
After Zhang Yaxin returned to Harbin, we rarely contacted each other because we were in different school years and did not attend classes together. We only smiled at each other when we met occasionally. Later, after I graduated, we never contacted each other again. Sometimes
I will also think of this little girl who looks silly, but is very strong. I can’t believe that we have faced life and death together. In fact, I really hope that she can imagine those things as a dream or a nightmare, and it will pass.
Just stop thinking about it.
Life still has to go on, even though there are many dissatisfactions. At the end of my sophomore year, I dyed my blue hair back to black. Because I don’t know when it started, people in the dormitory called me
A nickname of 'Three Thousand Questions of Naughty Blue Cat'. This nickname made me very unhappy. How could I be compared with the mighty God of War, Blue Cat?
Blue Cat is already a copycat enough, so I won’t stop copying it.
Looking at the black-haired me in the mirror, I couldn't help but sigh, as if I was four or five years younger. But I began to feel that I was no longer young, because after my junior year, I would join the melting pot of society and continue to forge.
itself.
When I think about graduation, my mind is full of confusion. I'm not ready yet, I don't know anything yet, and I'm still full of fear about the future.
It’s really terrible to be uneducated. Now I’m still in the stage of Photoshop, which I learned when I was bored in my sophomore year in order to make prank photos on PS.
I know deeply that with my method, no one will be willing to use me when I go out to work. Brother, am I really destined to set up a fortune-telling stall on the street?
I shudder when I think of this. In my impression, those fortune tellers on the street are usually middle-aged women or old men wearing sunglasses. And they are basically proficient in playing, playing and singing. They can coax you as soon as they open their mouths.
He was stunned for a while.
People must be self-aware. I know I don’t have that ability. Besides, I’m only in my twenties. I’m at the age when I can’t say anything and can’t do things well. I’m just a bunch of people. If I go out to tell fortunes, will anyone believe me?
Strange. And what’s even more tragic is that I can only draw talismans to catch ghosts, but I can’t tell fortunes.
What I learned from his grandma was "Three Purities Talismans", not "Three Purities Divinations". But in this era, being able to catch ghosts cannot be considered a means of making a living. I would starve to death.
Forget it, the right way is to learn some serious means of making a living honestly. When the time comes, I will find a small company after graduation and be able to support myself first.
(The first volume ends here. As for Zhang Yaxin’s story, I will write it in a form related to the work when I have the opportunity. The introduction of the previous story is basically completed here. Our story will officially begin in the second volume.
Curtain. Thanks to my buddies who have always supported me. By the way, I take the opportunity to ask for votes here. Your support is my motivation buddies.)