Chapter 154： Roasted corn

The disappearance of the progress bar did not bring any changes to the life of the time. The days are still the same, and then slowly, when I find out, I seem to be... smarter?

"I used to have such a good memory?" He was puzzled with his textbook, and turned to the chapter he hadn't learned in the future. He chose a piece of the article to read it again, then closed his eyes and found it completely. I got back and was shocked. "Small death, my brain seems to be mutated!"

Small death: "..."

When I was full of horror, I took another mechanical book that used to be the most headache for me. I found that the contents of the book that I used to feel like a book of heaven are now barely understandable through the simple explanation in the book. I almost doubted the world: "Small death, what strange buff did you brush for me? I can understand this kind of heavenly book. Is there a soul of a tyrant who has gotten into my brain? I was taken away?" ”

Little Death couldn’t help it, raising his voice and calling: "Go in!"

"It's really weird!" Shijin also raised his voice, and raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. "I used to be so pressured by Mr. Feng. The results are only in the middle and upper reaches. I can see that I am not reading anything. But What is going on now, I have never forgotten it? Isn’t this a brain mutation?”

"Go in, this is... This is a reward. You know, I can't directly give your brain a strong buff that affects the mind. You are simply smart." Little death answered, the voice is slowly low Come down, "Go in, you have nothing to ask me? Baby's progress bar has disappeared for many days..."

The expression of Shijin was quickly tightened, and he put down his forehead and looked down at the mechanical book in his hand. The hard state replied: "No."

Little death helpless: "Go in..."

"If you dare to say anything extra, I will put you in a small black house!" When the threat came, he put down the book and stood up. "A week later, the training will begin. I have to let the body enter the state in advance, and I will run, you. Don't talk nonsense."

The little death is quiet, and my heart probably understands why this is the case, and my heart is full of powerlessness.

After Lian Jun’s progress bar disappeared, he did not ask anything when he entered, and said nothing, pretending to be as usual. Xiaoxue understands that when he enters such a stupid escape, he is afraid to ask too clearly. After understanding everything, he must face the final separation. The talents left behind are the most pitiful. Time has been left in place by too many people, and it can understand the mood of entering the present. But what should I do? The value of the progress bar is only a little bit.

When will the baby come back... It wants to cry a little and feels that it is too useless. It doesn't want to leave the time to stay alone, at least when it goes, it hopes that when someone comes in, it is accompanied by someone.

......

The training soon came, and then trained to train, when I found out that my physical fitness and the five senses of acumen are slowly improving, this is definitely not the effect that exercise can achieve. Obviously, those rewards in the small dead are still coming. .

He didn't feel happy, and even felt anxious about it. These changes reminded him of everything every day—no matter how he escaped ignorance, the parting steps were still steadily close. He passively accepted these rewards, which were exchanged for the disappearance of the progress bar, and was pushed slowly to the future of destined and small death, with no recovery.

When he reached the limit, there was a crazy thought in his mind. Isn't it a lethal factor? If you eliminate it, then you can't do it anymore. Survival is not easy, but it is not difficult to die.

He began to want to find some trouble for himself, such as deliberately increasing the intensity of training to toss the body, taking the dangerous road when tempting to hurt himself, teaching the thorns students to try to hate themselves... he is everywhere, high-profile, then he desperately I found that the scope of the reward is far wider than he thought.

The body tossed for a long time, tired is tired, but sleep recovered, a little trouble left, can not accumulate the death factor; want to hurt is not realistic, he rolled down the slope, actually just rubbed The leather on the palm of my hand is a natural lucky one. After the lectures, the teacher who took all the tools to him, suddenly repented, decided to train well, and decided to be a good policeman. Finally, Not only did he gain the gratitude of the students who had been bullied by the thorns, but he also received the awards from the instructors and instructors... So, he finally realized that it was useless, he has been turned into a real life winner by those rewards. I don’t even want to find some bitterness for myself. There is an invisible big hand pushing him in the direction of happiness, and he can't beat each other.

......

When he entered the dead, Xiaomeng looked at him quietly. When he finally stopped, he said: "Although my baby is not my host, it is also the master of the progress bar. After the progress bar disappears, he will also Get some rewards and then have a safe and smooth life, just like you in the future."

In other words, it is useless, the gift given after the progress bar disappears is mandatory, and the recipient is destined to be safe for life. Unless there is a way to go back to the progress bar, no matter how he toss, he will not be twisted and twisted in the life he has been rewarded.

"...I said that I can't say anything extra." When he entered the corner of the playground, he raised his arm and pressed his ear, trying to block the sound of a small death. He realized that it was useless and stood up again, reluctantly said, " I will find a way, definitely."

The small death is silent, no longer persuasion. It has been so long, it has learned how to hold on to crying.

......

After the training returned to school, the weather turned completely cold. The school gave a driving class to juniors, asking students to get a driver's license as soon as possible, and not getting a driver's license is not allowed to graduate.

Liu Yong, who was the only one in the bedroom who didn't have a driver's license, was crazy and looked at him sympathetically. He couldn't bear to tell him a cruel truth - the driver's license or the outside school is better, the military school and the police school. Instructors, in general, will be twice as many or three times as fierce as the coaches of outside schools.

Sure enough, after being ruined by police academy instructors, the driving class quickly became one of the most unwilling classes for Liu Yong! When I got the driver's license, I was much more relaxed, because I got a driver's license, so the instructors were not too strict with them. Driving lessons were to learn skills and experience, and it was very easy to practice the car. Occasionally, when the coach is not enough, the instructor will directly give the students who have taken the driver's license a holiday and let them freely move.

Shijin therefore got a lot of holidays, he had nothing to do, just soaked up the library, looking for a variety of books every day, trying to find the answer to the current predicament in the book. But could not find it, no matter how he found it, he could not find it. The existence of a small death is too mysterious. There is no book in this world that can explain its existence.

To stay a small death, you must have a lethal factor, and the cause of death is subjective and objective. Subjectively, no one hates him now to kill him. Objectively, his side is not dangerous. And he can't just because he wants to be unlucky, he will take the initiative to stir up the life that has already stabilized.

With the help of external forces, it is not feasible, and finally, he locked his gaze on himself.

When a person wants to self-destruct from the heart, the whole world can't stop, isn't it? The 20-point progress bar he left is not the unwillingness and self-destruction from the depths of his soul? Maybe he can zoom in on these...

"Go in." Little death finally opened, and said a word, "Baby is thinking of you."

The thoughts of drilling into the dead end were instantly broken. When I put in the book in my hand, I remembered that in order to fight for a normal and peaceful life for everyone, and to work hard, the body was put on the chair of the library.

No, he can't make himself unlucky, everyone will worry. He wants to live a good life with Lian Jun.

"What to do." He raised his hand and covered his face, blushing like a beast, "I can't bear you, what to do."

Little death did not speak, and parting was too difficult for anyone.

......

The more time you want to keep something, the faster it seems to be. Unconsciously, the birthday of the time is coming again.

In the week before the birthday, Fei Yujing took the time to come home and go over the weekend. In the car he went back, he suddenly said: "Big brother is sick, he will not let me tell you."

When you move in, then tighten your fingers.

"Small advance, the punishment is not over yet?" Fei Yujing asked, not to blame him, but simply doubts, "What can you tell me in your heart, can you tell me?"

"...I'm sorry." When he went down, he paused for a moment and asked, "What disease is the big brother, is it serious?"

"Nothing, it is a bit feverish." Fei Yujing replied, seeing that he did not want to say more, and no longer asked deeply, and said, "Big brother is the president of Ruixing. He has not appeared outside for so long. There have been rumors from the outside world. It is."

Time to go or head down, say again: "I'm sorry."

Fei Yujing was a bit helpless and said: "Small, I am not blaming you. I just think that if you really have a knot, I suggest you talk to your older brother, so dragging on you is torture."

"I know." Time has hated such a self, and the voice has become dry. "I know... I am really sorry."

Little Death couldn't help but call him: "Go in..."

"I'm sorry." When he entered the bend, he covered his face and stood in the fork. Shi Wei Chong should not continue to be punished, but he also did not want to let the little death leave. What should I do? Who should teach him what to do. He also knows that dragging this is a torment for everyone, but what should be done in the end, small deaths are not like other people, and they may come back when they leave, so that he can see and feel.

Fei Yujing was shocked by his reaction, his brow wrinkled, and he drove the car to the side of the road to stop, sideways on his shoulders, patted and asked, "What happened?"

When I shook my head, for a long time, I suddenly sat up straight, looked at him sideways, smiled at him ugly, and said, "Nothing... Wait a second time, let the older brother wait a second, I will pick him up. Go in person."

Fei Yujing looked at his face with a stubborn smile and his unrecognizable eyes, and frowned deeply.

......

On the birthday, the time did not let any brothers come over to celebrate him, and they were not allowed to send gifts again. After a normal day of class, he asked the counselor for a vacation and went to the Wanpu Garden by car.

Wanpu Garden is still locked in the door. He walked along the gate to a position on the street to monitor the dead corner. He went to the wall and went along, and then walked along the memory to the villa that had only been visited once.

The garden is still bare, and the artificial lake that has been dug out is still not filled with water. It is full of desolate and desolate scenes. He looked at them one by one, and finally came to the front of the villa, stood outside and saw the meeting, then went forward and opened the door with a fingerprint lock and entered the house.

Because of the shutdown, the water and electricity in the villa area have all been broken. He stood at the entrance and observed it in the dim light of the evening. He found that the villa had fallen thick and thick, and there was no sign of restarting.

His eyes dimmed, bent over to open the shoe cabinet, and took out a layer of gray slippers from the inside. After shaking it twice, he changed it and stepped on the slippers and walked straight toward the second floor master bedroom.

The furniture in the master bedroom was covered with white cloth. He stood at the door and pulled off the cover on the bed. He found that there was only one mattress left, and he put down the cover and came to the cloakroom.

The cloakroom was also empty. He wanted to find some bedding inside, but he found nothing. It was cleaned up too much, and the traces of the last time he came were not left.

It’s okay to keep a pillow...

He sighed in his heart, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, touched the curtains that had been bundled, and gently untied it, and the table and chairs at the window were not dirty, so he sat down in the dust raised by the curtains. In the darkness of the curtains, I reached the table and closed my eyes.

Happy birthday, good night.

Tomorrow will be a new day.

......

When the sky was bright, Shijin opened his eyes. He got up and took a stiff body. He put the curtains back up, stood by the window, and looked at the bright light of the sky. He said, "Small death, I am not too selfish."

Xiaodie immediately replied: "No, it is best to enter you."

"Muscle." When he smiled, he patted the dust on his body, stared at the rising sun, and finally died, or finally accepted the reality and said seriously: "Small death, tied you for so long, willful For so long, I am sorry. Everyone should be free. You and your eldest brother are no exception. I should not drag you like this."

What Xiaochen realized, the voice tightened and said: "No, you didn't enter."

"How could it be... I actually thought about tying you for a long time, it was too mean." When he went down, he turned his back to the sun and stretched out a big lazy waist. "Thank you for accompanying me for my birthday, I am very Happy... Going away, it’s time to do what you should do. Before the winter holiday, those things that you didn’t want to tell me before, this time you can get all the details of the one and the fifty and ten.

After dragging it for so long, he finally figured it out and accepted his life. The small death should be happy, but the sound is out, but it has already brought a cry. It whispered some ambiguous words that no one could hear, spoke and said, and suddenly burst into tears.

Time to listen carefully to its crying, and use these memories to become particularly good, and write down these tones. In the past, he always felt that the cry of a small death was too noisy, but now he feels that these crying is a treasure worthy of his life.

......

When I went over the wall, there was a bit of noise from the time when I heard the door of the villa area. He wondered, thinking that some people were also over the wall like him, frowning, and turned over and went down the wall to the gate.

At the door, a gray-haired grandfather was holding a key and burying his head with the lock hanging on the door. He stood behind several workers wearing helmets and holding drawings.

When I entered, I realized what I was doing, and my heartbeat speeded up uncontrollably. I asked, "Day, are you responsible for the villa area? Is it going to start again?"

The uncle heard the sound from the side and looked up and down. The original serious expression suddenly cut into a warm and smiling face. He answered the words: "Yes, here is actually going to work yesterday, but the drawings were slower yesterday. So, it took another day, and it made a big temper for it... Hey, don’t say this, young man, how old are you here, still dirty, lost?”

Yesterday will open, yesterday...

"No, I am..." When I entered the reflective answer, I was a little embarrassed, some happy, look at the big lock that the uncle had opened, and look at the worker behind him. The eyes lit up and suddenly rushed. Before holding the uncle, I said happily, "I am so happy. I had a birthday yesterday. He must have been deliberate! Grandpa thank you, thank you, Grandpa, I love you!"

The uncle was shocked, and he raised his hand and pushed him away. He was so happy that he was like a fool. He didn’t smile at all. He smiled halfway and he was too busy. He raised his hand and patted the ash on his body. He said: "What are you crazy young man made it really fun ...... do not go to school to school, go to work to work to see you this a gray, after careful beat you home to your family!!!"

"Yes, going to school, I am going to school." Time was so happy that he couldn't find the north, stupidly turned and walked toward the subway station. After a few steps, he looked back at the gate of the villa area and watched the workers take off. The lock pushed the door a little bit, and the silly music was a few times, and suddenly the nose started to acid again.

"Don't stop, can't do this, it's a happy thing." He raised his hand and smacked his face, and decided to look at the door that would open completely, then turned and ran to the subway station.

Although he did not contact Lianjun, he knew that this was the birthday gift that Lianjun gave him - to come back, his big baby finally came back!

"Wow, ah..." The cry of the little death suddenly rose a degree.

Outside the villa door, the uncle who had already entered the door came out again and looked at the back of the time when he left.

......

When I entered a hobby, I went to Wanpu Garden every weekend to see the progress of the project. The uncle who was unlocked that day was familiar with him. He was curious to talk to him, only to know that he was actually the owner here, bought a new house and prepared to get married.

Grandpa suddenly realized, and ridiculed: "I said how you are so active, but there are people in your family who are employees of Wanpu. This villa area has been heard that the owner of Wanpu has built a welfare community that he lives in and does not sell it."

When I entered the grilled corn bought by the street, I replied vaguely: "Well, that's right, my object is Wanpu."

"High-level?" Grandpa asked.

Time to laugh and not speak.

Grandpa didn't take a good shot to him. When he saw no words, he simply gave up and took a cigarette. He said: "In fact, my grandson is also Wanpu, but he is a newly recruited employee this year. The domestic branch of the country can be officially started to work. Wanpu welfare is really good, I can get the job of watching the scene, and it is all the blessing of my grandson."

"Subsidiary?"

"You don't know?" Grandpa shook his ash and explained, "My grandson said that Wanpu decided to invest in China in the first half of this year, but the government did not know why, and it has been stuck with Wanpu. Wanpu is domineering, while talking to the government, he bought the building and recruited people to start preparations. One bite killed the government and wanted to let go. This is not the case, the government finally regained its mouth, otherwise Wanpu is in China this year. The money spent can be wasted."

In the first half of the year, wasn’t that long after Lianjun had just fled the country?

When the time swallowed the corn, the corners of the mouth were not tilted, and the heart was a bit sweet - it seems that Lian Jun has been working hard when he waited for it.

Uncle suddenly returned to the smell, and looked suspiciously into the time, said: "No, your object is Wanpu, how can you not even know these? Wanpu is not famous in China, but the internal staff does not make sense. I don't know if you, this kid is really a family member of Wanpu employees? It won't be a lie to me."

When I entered my heart, I waved my hand and said, "I lied to you what to do, and I can't grow a piece of meat... What, my brother is still waiting for me to eat, I will come back to you next week, goodbye!" Run, the head did not return.

The uncle sent him away, the doubts on his face slowly faded, and whispered: "This is the little... cough, the boss in the middle of the time... cough, the little boss, how do you look silly? ......"

"Zhang Gong!" A worker suddenly ran over and shouted a scorpion here, anxiously said, "There is something wrong with the artificial lake. Let's take a look!"

The old man’s face was black and he stood up without a good breath. He frowned and said: “The guy outside didn’t have the good training of his own... Come here! Don’t shout! Don’t call me Zhang Gong on the weekend!”

The phone ringing suddenly sounded, he stopped, touched the phone and looked at it. He saw the call from the old friend, smiled, and connected the phone. He said, "Hey, Lao Feng, how is your expedition?" ......I? I am so embarrassed, the tour came back to find a job... No, it didn’t go to the school that I said before... Hahaha, I can’t help you, I’m not worried, after all, it’s Jun ... cough, is the place where the boss lives later, I can't mix it back and take a look... OK, wait for you to come back and drink."