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At the roadside food stand, Wang Zhi just drank beer quietly, and sat there until about one o'clock in the morning, and then walked back home slowly. 【】

Wang Zhi's home is a relatively simple and simple courtyard. Such a courtyard is rare in today's metropolis, and it can be regarded as a kind of cultural heritage.

This courtyard was left by Grandpa Wang Zhi, and thanks to the Wang family’s practice of medicine for generations, saving people and helping the world, they have a lot of good reputation around them, so this small courtyard can stand up in the turmoil of the special period. of retained.

Wang Zhi's room is a house located in the west district, which is the wing room in ancient times. When he returned to the room, Wang Zhi didn't wash up, just lay on the bed in a daze, and fell into a deep sleep.

Just as Wang Zhi fell asleep, a light suddenly turned on in a room inside.

Wang Zhi's mother Jiang Yun sat up gently from the bed at this time, looked in the direction of Wang Zhi's room, couldn't help leaving a tear in the corner of her eyes, and gently touched her husband Wang Tianyuan next to her: "You said Zhi'er What's the matter, he has been like this since the last time he was hit by an electric shock, and he would not agree to it, and his will was depressed all day long. But it's ruined."

Jiang Yun's tone was full of sadness, and he couldn't help crying as he spoke.

Wang Zhi's father, Wang Tianyuan, was not asleep either. He was lying on the side of the bed so lightly at this time, with half a lighted cigarette in his hand, and took a puff. Wang Zhiyuan sighed and said helplessly: " Zhi'er has been sensible since he was a child, but he has a strong temper. If there is something hidden in our hearts, we can't ask it out. I talked to my father in the past two days. He slowly figured it out."

"But what if he can't figure it out?" Jiang Yun asked.

"Let's have a look again. If it doesn't work, find a psychiatrist to show Zhi'er." Wang Zhiyuan snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, wrapped his arms around Jiang Yun's waist, patted him on the back, and comforted him softly: "Don't worry." Well, Zhi'er has been strong since she was a child, and this time, no matter what happens, she should be able to handle it."

In his sleep, Wang Zhi returned to the ancient times again, and saw many familiar faces, which made Wang Zhi's heart twitch again.Seemingly real, Wang Zhi suddenly sat up from the bed, staring blankly at the bright moonlight outside the window, unable to tell which is reality and which is illusion.

Every day, Wang Zhi tried his best to forget, and tried his best to make himself extremely tired, just not wanting to dream about the past, but no matter how tired Wang Zhi was, how dizzy, once he closed his eyes, the experience Countless years passed through his mind over and over again like the images of a movie.

Gently stood up, walked to the window, Wang Zhi opened the window, let the bright moonlight shine into the room, the moon on the [-]th was so round and so bright, but it still couldn't shine the light in Wang Zhi's heart. dark.

All the good things exist in fiction and fantasy, but the cruelty of reality is real. In many wretched novels, every protagonist who travels through is so happy and brilliant. Knowing that all that is just a fantasy of the world.

Just standing there quietly, watching the moon slowly set and the sun slowly rise, Wang Zhi ushered in a new day again, this new day is hope, dream and suffering for others .

Wang Zhi even thought about ending himself, but he was afraid of opening his eyes again. After all, it can be said that people who have died twice are still alive in pain. Death is not a luxury for such people.

Jiang Yun and Wang Zhiyuan got up to clean the house and prepare breakfast, while grandfather Wang Yizhi was exercising in the yard.

Wang Zhi just stood outside the window, looking at his close relatives, as if countless time had passed.

Are they real, can I touch them, is all this really not a dream, Wang Zhi asked himself over and over again in his heart.

"Zhi'er, come out and wash your face, and eat." Jiang Yun gently pushed open the door, looked at Wang Zhi standing blankly in front of the window, and called softly.

"Understood." Wang Zhi responded casually, without moving his body, still looking out the window, wondering what he was thinking.

"Zhi'er, what's the matter with you, tell mom, okay?" Seeing Wang Zhi's pale face and scruffy hair, Jiang Yun's bitterness could no longer be restrained, and he held Wang Zhi tightly. hugged her in her arms, and murmured: "Zhier, no matter what you encounter, tell mom, okay, don't torture yourself like this, look at you, your face is pale and your beard is scruffy, where are you still Like a 23-year-old youth."

Jiang Yun's eyeballs kept dripping, and his heart was also cut like a knife. The originally good son became so strange and depressed in an instant, which made Jiang Yun's heart sink into a trough.

"Pale face, scruffy beard, hehe, is this me?" Wang Zhi repeated Jiang Yun's words in his heart, couldn't help laughing at himself, suddenly remembered something, quickly touched his chin, and suddenly wiped Joy rose from Wang Zhi's face, as if a dying person suddenly found a chance.

After a brief silence, Wang Zhi suddenly pushed Jiang Yun who was holding him away, and walked quickly to the washroom beside him.

Standing in front of the big mirror in the bathroom, Wang Zhi looked at his own image, and suddenly let out a maniacal laugh. His smile was so unrestrained, so happy, a joy that came from the depths of his soul.

"I've grown a beard." After laughing maniacally, Wang Zhi stroked his chin again, looking at the beard around his mouth in the mirror, Wang Zhi muttered to himself.

Yes, Wang Zhi has grown a beard. This is a normal thing for every young man, but it makes Wang Zhi extremely excited.

How many years, 500 or 700 years, Wang Zhi can't remember clearly, he only remembers that this damn beard has never grown since he crossed, but now he has grown a beard, this What does it mean? It means that he got rid of the confusion of immortality. Once again, he can live, age, sick and die like a normal person, marry a wife and have children, which proves that he no longer needs to escape or worry.

"Is all this true?" Wang Zhi really couldn't believe it. Also, after returning to the city again, Wang Zhi's depression and confusion were partly due to such bizarre things he had experienced, and more importantly, he was afraid that he was still immortal. In this body, he still has to watch the relatives around him die in front of him one by one, but he still maintains his youthful appearance.

The long-awaited longevity of so many people is like a tiger in front of Wang Zhi, making Wang Zhi daunting.

"Zhi'er, are you okay?" Jiang Yun's heart trembled after hearing Wang Zhi's laughter.She walked in timidly, and asked with concern, she was scared.

Calming down his excited mood, looking at his mother who loves him, Wang Zhi slowly walked up to Jiang Yun, hugged Jiang Yun tightly, deeply, Wang Zhi decided, no matter whether all this is true or not. Yes, he has to give himself a chance.

"Mom, my son is not good. I have suffered for you these few days." Holding Jiang Yun's trembling body, Wang Zhi said with an expression. Indeed, to Jiang Yun, it may only be a few days of accidents, but to Wang Zhi It's a thousand years apart.

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