v3 Chapter 708： How did you change?

Did not take a taxi back, Su Bai chose to walk, although it is far from the old family, but for the current Su Bai, it is no different to go back home.

Every time I came back from the outside or came back from the story world, Su Bai always subconsciously eager to go home, and also looked forward to pushing the porch door, the little guy swaying his little feet into his arms. .

For a long time, the little guy has been the last soft place in Su Bai’s heart, but now that part has been shoveled off. Su Bai’s willingness to be abnormal, not mad and hysterical, but let He became a little numb.

Being numb to others, but also numb to yourself,

Fortunately, there is a little bit of Su Bai clearly, that is, the current goal is to become stronger and stronger, and to become stronger. As for the rest, it does not matter.

For example, this time the cemetery park thing, in fact, if it is not the relationship of his own mindset, the first reaction is to suspect that the solution at the time was not able to get rid of this matter, but most of them feel suspicious. The reason is that when I find out the key to the problem and prove that my guess is correct, I don’t even have the urge to revenge like I used to.

Even if it is a high-level audience,

But he deceived himself and hurt the smoker and Chu Zhao.

In the past, I must have found a door to take revenge at this time, but now I am still walking.

Hey, I still have a leisure time thinking about walking.

Yes, Jie Jie was promoted to a higher audience earlier than himself. Even in the case of a single-on-one, Su Bai did not have much confidence in defeating the solution. What's more, there is an almost same living behind him. Boss.

But the key to Su Bai’s thinking is not here, but rather,

It seems that after experiencing some things, it has produced a change that is even stranger to himself.

In the past, when I encountered such a thing, I should have been "harming each other" regardless of the ground, and whether you are a senior listener, whether you have a **** boss behind you, who you love...

But this time, I have been looking for a long time, and it has been brewing for a long time. It seems that there is no such impulse, and there is no such thing as a slap in the table.

correct,

It’s numb,

The numbness is not what it looks like.

Walking and walking, Su Bai's mood is getting lower and lower. People living in this world will always continue to change because of the changes and changes in their surroundings. If you want to survive better, you must learn to adapt to local conditions.

The former Su Bai, too lazy to learn, has always lived very self,

Now I don’t even know when I learned.

Su Bai, I hate myself now, at least, I hate myself at this moment.

Su Bai really hated it from dialing the phone and then to himself for a short time, because he thought that he shouldn't be like this, and he shouldn't be like this.

Perhaps it is the suffering in life, too much.

Su Bai went to a bridge. Under the bridge, it was an artificial river. In the era when the Yin House was soared, the requirements for the Yin House were naturally higher and higher. The tomb park here is from a certain angle. In the end, it can be regarded as a situation in which people are transformed into mountains and rivers.

The bridge surface is not very high from the river, the river is very clear, and the magnolia is open on the shore. Even if it is far apart, it can still smell a touch of fragrance.

In the river, it reflects its own figure, a bit fuzzy, and it is a bit distorted as the water ripples.

Su Bai held his hands on the railing and looked at himself in the river. At this time, he looked at himself, just like himself on the river.

strange,

ugly.

Slowly, sitting down against the railing, the moist smell in the air is getting more and more heavy. In summer, the number of rains will naturally become more and more frequent.

One hand, interspersed in his own hair, purple hair, at this time it looks a bit lonely, similar to the more popular sad text magazines seven or eight years ago.

For the first time, I feel strange in myself. This feeling, Su Bai really dislikes it, and he knows that he is completely unconcerned now, but it is less and less like the previous one. Yourself.

Monks, fat people, Buddha and many people who have known themselves have said that they have mental illnesses, including the reason why the murder club was established in the past. They cannot control their own impulse to kill.

But now, is it sick?

Taking a deep breath, he vomited heavily and looked up. The sky was completely black and pressed. The suppressed atmosphere often stimulated something hidden inside, but Su Bai did not even have the idea of ​​standing up. He is like a child who is curled up under the corner of the wall. In addition to helplessness, he is helpless.

Su Bai thought a lot of things, including his own birth, including his own youth, and his own experience after becoming an audience. People will always change unconsciously, some are loved by themselves, while others are I don't even feel uncomfortable or even can't stand it.

"Ticking... Ticking........."

Rain, sparsely falling from the sky, the rain is not big, just drizzle.

The mobile phone rang at this time, and Su Bai took it out and looked at it, Chu Zhao.

"Hey." Su Bai took the call.

"Hey, Dabai, that, is it really a scam?" Chu Zhao should be open to the public, and the smoked children should be listening to it.

scam?

The so-called another girl is a scam, and the action of Jie Jie is also a scam.

"Yes." Su Bai should have a voice.

"Who is the bureau, do you know?" Chu Zhao continued to hesitate. "Is there someone targeting me and smoked? Big white, you are not convenient to help us, if you can, I and I want to be myself." Go and solve."

Obviously, after becoming a low-level audience, both smokers and Chu Zhao have learned more about the audience's taboos and the rules of the broadcast. Chu Zhao is no longer the decadent drunken door to find his own argument. The police are gone.

Su Bai didn't know how to answer it, because it was very clear. This scam, smoked child and Chu Zhao was just an introduction, or a head, or even an initial experiment. The goal of the other party's real design is actually He is su white himself.

Moreover, the smoked child and Chu Zhaozhi in the solution, even without the boss, is absolutely a world of difference.

"Know." Su Bai replied.

“Can you tell us?” Chu Zhao’s tone of talking with Su Bai began to become more and more cautious.

"You can't solve it."

The phone was silent. Obviously, the smoker and Chu Zhao did not know how to accept this, but the smoker was smarter and opened the door directly. "Dabai, is the family directed at you?"

Indeed, such a subtle design is only used to deal with her and Chu Zhao, and some of the cannons have the feeling of playing mosquitoes. Among the parties to this incident, Su Bai is inside, and many things are actually well analyzed.

"Yes." Su Bai admitted.

"So where are you now?" Smoker asked with some concern.

"I am sitting on the bridge." Su Bai looked around and replied.

"Ok?"

There was a scream in the phone, and it seemed that they were very surprised by Su Bai’s current behavior.

Su Bai naturally heard the surprised taste. The head leaned back and the back of the head rested on the cement block of the bridge, feeling cold.

"Then you, don't be impulsive," smoked the child.

"Yeah." Su Bai licked his lips.

"I hang up, Chu and I will be discharged from the hospital and go home to cultivate. You can't pick us up, we can take care of ourselves."

"it is good."

The smoker hangs up the phone, and Su Bai holds the phone in his hand. The face is slightly moist. Of course it can't be tears, but rain.

Soon, the vibration of the phone broke the silence at this time.

This time, it’s a phone call from a monk.

It seems that I have not contacted the monk for a long time. When I came back this time, the monk went to Nantong.

"Monk." Su Bai took the call.

"Big white, barren is back, where are you?"

"In the Xishan Cemetery Park," Su Bai replied.

"Go there to see the scenery?" asked the monk.

"No, I was just being played by someone, and now I am thinking about it." Su Bai smiled lightly.

"I was deceived, you are still reflecting?" The monk was surprised. Gyatso should also be next to the monk. Both of them should now be in the living room, because Su Bai heard the sound of the living room TV from the phone. .

"Yeah, reflecting on it."

"You will actually reflect on it." The monk seems to have heard the faint loss in Su Bai's tone, but still said, "Isn't it possible to retaliate directly?"

"Is it so violent?" Su Bai asked.

"Oh." The monk smiled and continued. "Is it the audience?"

"Well, the senior audience, there is a higher one behind."

"That's all right." The monk advised, "Some accounts, after that, it is not too late, the poor will cook tonight, and you will come back soon after you stroll."

"Well, I also want you to do it."

Su Bai stood up and waited for the phone to hang up, put the phone into his pocket, but thought about it, Su Bai took the phone out.

The phone flipped in the palm of your hand, and then Su Bai continued to look down the river.

The reflection on the river itself became more blurred and uglier because of the rain.

Suddenly, Su Bai remembered a person, a friend who had only met once, a child,

Yeah, how did you forget him?

Turn around and look around,

"You should be near here."

"Crap, of course I am."

A boy’s head emerged from under the river and looked at Su Bai standing on the bridge.

"My dad is working here. I am here at school except for someone else. Someone is here, how can I not know?"

"Oh." Su Bai should have a voice.

The little boy’s head glimpsed and looked at Su Bai.

Road,

"How did you change?"