Confused school belle, rely on you

Chapter 82

When I stepped on the transport vehicle to the recruit company with that dead heart in my heart, I looked at my mother who was crying bitterly indifferently, then closed my eyes and let the tears wash my cold cheeks!In the recruit company, I tortured my body and soul like a mad dog, and finally I became a member of the Armed Police Detachment of SJZ City, HEB Province!
The iron-like discipline in the army and the deep feelings among comrades-in-arms gradually revived my dead heart and let me slowly integrate into it. The national emblem on the top of my head and the heartfelt slogan of loyalty to the motherland and the people were completely broken. My high disguise!Let me gradually become stronger!
Two years of armed police career also gave me my first gunshot wound, and I even witnessed the sight of my comrade lying on the ground convulsing. Although he was finally rescued, the bullet still remained in his spine. I have to accept the fact of being discharged from the army and the cruel reality of life in the future!

Faced with all this, I once again chose to escape, because my comrade-in-arms once again reminded me of Liang Xiaojing, and finally I chose to retire and become a deserter!

When I got home, I fell into confusion again. Looking at my parents who were worrying about me all day long, I resolutely bid farewell to my parents and set foot on the train to Guangdong to win my future. way back way!
Relying on the excellent skills I trained in the army, I became a bodyguard, but the good times didn’t last long. After I accidentally injured a gangster brother, I embarked on the road of escape. I fled from Baiyun District, Guangzhou City with thousands of dollars I went to Pinghu Town, Shenzhen, where I started escorting underground casinos, and when I was full-fledged, I gathered a group of people to start a gangster, collecting protection fees, watching venues, taking dancers, and fighting for territory!All this made my conscience finally lost in the days of luxury and money!Wandering on the verge of death again and again!

When I was immersed in this, a kindness that I inadvertently revealed saved my dying soul, and made me stick to the final bottom line of personality in that sensual, feasting and feasting world!Not swallowed by the filth of this time!

Recalling that girl, I am really thankful and cherished. If it wasn’t for her, maybe I wouldn’t stand in the sun and enjoy everything here today!Although I will still be immersed in those painful memories!

I vaguely remember that in a nightclub I supervised, I rescued a Sichuan girl who refused to drink and chat with the guests on a whim, and then arranged her to work in the Pinghu Xuri Toy Factory out of kindness, but my unconscious The act of kindness ended up killing her and saving me!Maybe many things are always like this, if you plant a cause, you will reap the fruit!

Her tone on the phone was lifeless, lifeless, and made me put down what I was doing, and rushed over desperately, but I still couldn't see her face in life for the last time!
Standing downstairs, looking at her body and the blood gurgling under her body, the bright red color at that moment made my rock-solid heart melt slowly, a little bit of pain, standing there, my soul suddenly burst into tears. Hollow, I never thought that she would be so strong that she would die for love and jump off the fourth floor of the dormitory!Looking back at Mu Ran, I found that my so-called forgetting was just a self-deceiving joke, so my heart was filled with longing, and the heart-breaking love bloomed in my heart!

After I suddenly woke up, I resolutely left everything I had worked so hard for five years and went back to the small town where I was born and raised, looking for a life that would make me feel at ease!When I returned to my hometown, I suddenly found that Zhou Bing and Zhou Chen had also returned to this dilapidated small town, living a life of hardship but peace of mind!
So I happily chose this ordinary life with them. Although I am often immersed in painful memories, fortunately my soul has not died in this world!

But now, there are too many entanglements. For the three of us, this small town where I was born and raised has everything.

Bind my own pace, pinned down by the life of the small county, and dare not take another step forward, because the road behind us is also bloody, with bloody footprints step by step, because I am tired now, Tired and scared!

We only leaned down, stroked our own shadow and said: I'm sorry for making you wronged!Sigh that youth is perishable, and the curtain of time is over!

And He Jiajia finally married a Cantonese three years after I got married. Zhang Jiacheng called and said that Jiajia was very happy, which made me very gratified!
In the end, Zhang Jiacheng never saw Zhang Xiaoxian again. After getting married in his hometown, he still took his wife and his wife of more than [-] yuan to board the train going south again to fight hard!Say goodbye to that unrecognizable station!
In the fleeting years, I sing sadly, not for the love of this life, but for the youth of this life, no regrets and no regrets!

So those youths are finally a thing of the past!
The youth of this life has finally come to an end, the vicissitudes of youth have passed, and the glory has been revealed in a blink of an eye!When this novel was written to the end, my heart was in pain, and my tears flowed softly, it hurt my heart!The torn wound squirmed and slowly became numb, and finally summoned up great courage, tried to let go, and then no longer entangled but recalled!Heart trembling!

In the last chapter, I actually transcended the sadness, and beat the thin memory with cold words!Then the last tear about youth slipped down the nose, and it swept away with ease. Maybe this is the relief, even if it has a psychological effect!
"Netizen Qizi said: The last chapter made me suddenly feel cold! I really don't know how to comfort you!"

I just laughed, but I had nothing to say, and in the end I stayed alone in the barren hills with my luggage for five days!For five days, I cut off any contact with the outside world, slowly moved, sighed, and no longer stuck in the memory!
The cold evening wind, blowing gently, suddenly filled with thoughts!

The tossing and turning years slipped quietly through the fingers without leaving any traces. The ruthless years carved the annual rings on the face. Looking back suddenly, youth is gone!A fragile heart, lonely in the world of mortals, becomes a season of wind, flowers, snow and moon, and the love of a lifetime becomes a mirage in an instant!
There seems to be only a trace of youthful vigor, a faint trace.Gently, it came, quietly, it left again, waved gently, leaving only a faint trace.The color of youth, is emerald green?Is it colorful?It's still... that faint track of youth, but the color of youth may be just a faint green, with bitterness and faintness!For decades in my life, I still count the most wonderful time of youth. Looking at the lost youth, will my wonderfulness be silent in the past?Grief is the mood I no longer bring up, forgetting how to write the beauty that is silent in the past, although it is just a erratic figure invisible to others, however, looking at the lush green in the mountains and listening to the singing of the forest, I suddenly realized , youth is like nature, full of vigor and old age, but it will always leave deep and shallow traces, let those prosperous writing write the most moving movements!
The night is as quiet as water, the rain is falling, and the misty rain has soaked the title page of youth. The wind has followed my sleepiness and entered my dream, blowing away the word youth, and presenting it in fragments in the morning wake up Come dawn.

Time is too thin, and the gap between my fingers is too wide. It always slips through my fingers inadvertently.Climbing slowly on the vine-covered wall of youth, and looking back, there are notes scattered all over the ground, which are groaned by memory and rolled up by the wind.The sky is high and the clouds are light, with only a few wisps of white silk clouds wandering in the sky, stuffing the precipitation of youth into the gap of time, time rolls up all the beauty that is too pure, but it is as plain as boiled water.

When the fireworks of youth bloom brilliantly and finish their warmth, there are only a few twinkling stars left for us to think deeply.When the cold wind of longing tore your youth hard, all the past, shaken out from the gap of time, turned into falling petals, floating out of memory like butterflies, knocking down notes, bursts of fragrance lingering on the stave, The melody stopped abruptly at a certain second.Free in the past time and space, open the book that carries all our youth, heavy, wet eyes, clear heart!The tears that fall fall into the river of time, and the ripples of the past cannot be rippled.

Who gave us a piece of pure white paper, and then let us decorate it beautifully; full of vitality;When the white paper is densely filled with the notes we drew, and then composed with the hands of time, the melody of youth is intertwined with joys and sorrows, and notes that cannot be rewritten tremble in the middle.

When the memory hits the ruined youth, the sky overflows with sweet and sour rain, smile, face it with a smile, every passing second is precious.You will take the trouble to stop and look back, but time will not wait for you, it has already left you and continue to run vigorously forward, when you finish recollecting, there is another scenery around you.

In the twinkling of an eye, at the passing second, a whole piece of notes was scattered, singing!

(End of this chapter)