Memory originated from the human brain. As early as the sixth century BC, Parmonides proposed that memory is a mixture of light and dark matter. It exists in the mind. Some people may be able to remember things around three years old, and some
People, things that happened when they were six or seven years old have already been forgotten.
Some people's memories are sparse and sparse, like clouds and mist. Occasionally they can recall distant memories for a moment, but most of the time they are in a haze.
And some people can still recall incidental events from their previous lives.
Xu Zhi exclaimed and sat up from the bed suddenly. His chest was shaking as if something was about to spurt out.
He touched the corner of his mouth and found no blood foam, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.
It has been more than ten years since he came to this world. Xu Zhi plucked his fingers and found that ten were not enough, so he counted again, fourteen years, a full fourteen years.
The past events flashed through his mind one after another, and he wiped his eyes vigorously. In the past, he would rather the world was a dream, and there was always a slight possibility of waking up from the dream.
However, this is a real world after all.
And it has been fourteen years.
The room was not big, with a bed and a shabby wardrobe. There was a stove and pots and pans by the window. A little further out, there was a small cubicle, which was the toilet and the way out.
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Behind the door, a color photo of an old man was pasted. The old man in the photo was in high spirits, with a bright smile on his face. A rectangular piece of wood was nailed under the photo, and a small incense burner and an urn were placed there. There were remains in the incense burner.
Some incense ashes and a stick of incense burn slowly, emitting a hint of the scent of sandalwood tree.
"The old man has been dead for two years."
Xu Zhi stared at the portrait of the old man, and the memory came back to him.
Last life, this life.
Xu Zhi's reincarnation skills were not very good. He was born without knowing where his parents were. He was an abandoned baby and grew up in an orphanage. When he grew up, he and other children would be adopted by people in need.
The old man's surname was Xu Mingzheng. He was a veteran. It seems that he had some connection with Xu Zheng. Xu Zheng just passed by the welfare home to visit his comrades and old friends. However, Xu Zhi, who was only two years old, hugged Xu Zheng's legs and feet until he came to the welfare home.
At the entrance of the courtyard, it was still hanging on someone's trouser leg.
Xu Zheng, who was already in his fifties, decided to adopt after thinking about it. Anyway, he had no children, and the government's retirement pension was enough, so he met the adoption conditions. Adding such a little kid to the family would not be a big problem.
Xu Zhi naturally took Xu Zheng's surname.
As a man, walking straight and practicing are exactly Xu Zheng's ideas. The origin of Xu Zhi's name is not surprising.
The dilapidated house is Xu Zheng's residence. Xu Zhi has lived in this room for twelve years, carrying too many memories.
When the lamp was turned on, the light in the room suddenly became brighter. Looking at the alarm clock, it was 5:30 in the morning. In a little while, it would be brighter.
Xu Zhi touched his chest. The bump that seemed to always pop out before was gone. Now it was flat and smooth, just like a young and delicate body, without any abnormalities.
With a slightly thin figure, a long and narrow face, and eyebrows like razor blades, Xu Zhi took the mirror and saw that his eyes were bright and not as bloodshot as before. He just always felt that he seemed to have something extra, but he couldn't explain it clearly.
Not mentioning the self in his previous life, it seems that this kind of rebirth with memories or similar time travel has not brought Xu Zhi any benefits.
The culture is different, the language is different, and all previous experiences seem to be ineffective.
It is impossible to be a genius child prodigy.
I think back then, when King Luo Bin was seven years old, he sang a goose song, which amazed everyone with his skills and was hailed as a child prodigy. Xu Zhi also wanted to be a child prodigy and bring some surprises to himself or the people around him. However, even a simple
He could not translate ancient poems such as Ode to the Goose.
Of course, this is if we don’t count the first sentence of the goose chant, "Goose, goose, goose." After all, this paragraph is still very easy to translate. I think he had learned English for more than ten years, and he could still translate it without doing a thousand translations.
I can easily translate the first sentence, but of course the second sentence will get stuck, and it will get stuck very hard.
Different languages, rhymes, rhymes, and meanings are completely different. Even if it can be translated, it is impossible for Song Goose to shine in this world.
Xu Zhi racked his brains and couldn't think of any special way to make his life take the leading role.
Ordinary people appear ordinary no matter where they are.
Maybe, a stable life is also good, and plainness is the truth.
After regaining his memory at the age of six, Xu Zhi held this idea. In order to avoid the old man's stick education, Xu Zhi performed admirably. At least, compared to children of the same age, he was more obedient. There was an adult thought in his head.
, naturally there are some benefits.
Of course, there are also some disadvantages, that is, he is slower to accept some new things than a child, which makes him a little annoyed, but there is nothing he can do about it. The thoughts of adults are complex and not as pure and consistent as children.
Over the years, he has begun to calm down and slowly learn everything about this world.
Now that he is here, he can only adapt. The old man Xu is Xu Zhi's only support and the person he is closest to in the world. Looking at the colorful photo of the old man smiling, Xu Zhi's heart is full of sadness.
When Xu Zheng passed away, he was twelve years old. When he came back from school, he saw the old man's dry and cold body. His heart was as cold and dead as the old man's body. From that day on, Xu Zhi suffered from nightmares and coughing up blood.
disease.
It's a disease, and you have to treat it even if you don't have money.
He went to the school doctor's office for a full physical examination, blood tests, whole-body X-rays, and CT scans. All verification results showed that he was in normal health and could not be healthier.
"Maybe the old man is too lonely down there and is calling me."
Since he couldn't see what the problem was, Xu Zhi took it very lightly. After living a lifetime, life and death would be taken lightly. If he could live, he would definitely live well. If one day death comes, he would face it calmly.
Living two lives is already earned, so why not be satisfied? This is not a mythical world. It is a world filled with countless gods, ghosts, and monsters. It is the earth in the previous life. Those things only exist in myths and legends.
Reincarnation once more is a gift from God.
He is just a little butterfly on the planet. He was gently fanned out of the earth and came here inexplicably. Perhaps he will disappear into the dust of history without even making waves.
Xu Zhi looked out the window, it was six o'clock, the sun was shining brightly, the sun was rising slowly in the sky, a new day had arrived.
Many old men and women have begun to go out to exercise. Some are waving swords, some are holding stone lions, and some are twisting nearly a hundred kilograms of bluestone bars.
An old lady in red pressed the button of the radio.
A brisk melody rang out, filling the early morning mist.
Everyone was tumbling and jumping in perfect order.
Square dance!
Xu Zhi sighed with emotion, and looked under the bed. The old man's alloy wrought iron rod, which he liked to play with when he danced in the square, was as thick as his arm, two meters three to four meters long and weighed one hundred and thirty-eight pounds. He was lying quietly under the bed.