please change your mind

The sun was shining brightly outside, the temperature seemed to rise several degrees suddenly, the electric fan was whirring, and there was the rustling sound of the tip of the pen rubbing against the paper.

On the old desk, there is only one square inch of quiet space, with yellowed old book pages, and the smell of mature trees. In this old school, a tense physics competition exam is going on.

The questions are more difficult than those in textbooks, more bizarre and more grueling.

Wang Yi felt a little strenuous in completing the entire paper in such a short period of time. His brows were tightly frowned, and the palms of his hands holding the pen were sweating a little. It was rare to leave some space. Written by Wu Liang.

That person was as easy as completing a daily task, writing with a brush and brush, Wang Yi felt that he looked really handsome at the moment, and was also happy for him.

It is the same examination room, and the situation is different everywhere, but Feng Bo's scenery here is not the same as the four seasons, because he came in through a relationship, and his basic skills are poor, so he can only think carefully and play steadily.

The Dynasty sitting at the back is also dedicated, without distraction, relying on his own ability, doing the questions, as much as he can do.

Suddenly the bird was chirping, and the sound of the magpie chirping was heard. It suddenly flapped its wings and flew, and a few leaves fell off.

After another half an hour, ding——, the ancient electric bell rang throughout the corridor, and the exam was over.Several people breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the examination room.Wang Yi bought water and distributed it to the students.

At this time Wu Liang stopped him: "Wang Yi, why don't you let them go back first, let's take a stroll, I haven't been to the city for a long time."

Wang Yi immediately understood that this was an excuse, and the two of them must have something to say in private, so he nodded and explained to the monitor and Feng Bo.

The squad leader had no doubts, and left immediately. Feng Bo next to him smiled cleverly, and slipped away with oil on the soles of his very observant feet.

The sun at noon was still very dazzling, like the light reflected by crystals, walking on the street was naturally uncomfortable, two people bought a popsicle, each biting one, and slowly swayed forward.

Although the provincial capital and their own city are relatively close, the layout is completely different. This place is much more prosperous and lively, the streets are more busy, and pedestrians are in a hurry.In comparison, their city is more comfortable and their pace of life is slower.

The two chatted for a while, and Wu Liang said a few witty words, which made Wang Yi laugh so hard that he couldn't straighten up, and Wu Liang had to stop to pat him on the back again.

Wang Yi was gasping for breath, his face flushed, telling him to stop making trouble.

At this time, Wu Liang answered: "Last night I slept well, and I was only thinking about the task you told me. Let me listen to what song that person sang. Keep thinking about it. I fell asleep, and I really didn’t forget this in my dream.”

Wang Yi stopped, licked the strawberry-flavored popsicle in his hand, and looked at him encouragingly.Seeing him so caring, Wu Liang felt warm in his heart, and continued to talk: "I haven't heard that song, but I only memorized a few lines of the lyrics. It's an English song. I'll hum it to you."

"Applianceshavegoneberserk,

I can't keep up,

Treading on people'stoes,

Snot-nosed little punk,

And I can't face the evening straight,

You can't offer me escape. "

The melody is like a will-o'-the-wisp in the dark night, the blue daffodils bloom, the lyrics break through layers of ice blades, silver wings slide down from the sky, and the last note is not missed, making you cold from beginning to end, despair to the end of the world, and nothing to do.

Under the dazzling sunlight, there is indeed bottomless depression, people are like trapped animals.

It’s like putting you on a vast stage, at a loss as to what to do, all the lights are hitting you, the people below are watching you, and the audience is dark, like a frightened cat or a fleeing deer, wide open. Eyes widened in fright, eyelashes trembling slightly, pupils dilated and trembling.

You don't know what to do, give you unlimited freedom, no longer bear the same responsibilities as others, as if freedom is like air, you can choose your own infinite path, there is no precedent, there is no prescribed thing, but Repressed, underground, murdered in the middle of the night for being different.

You can perform at will, but you are bound by concepts, as if you can indulge yourself to become the king of Gotham at this moment, but sometimes you are like a monster trapped in an iron cage.

Tell yourself that none of this is true, I am still an ordinary person, don't lose hope, but I am restrained by myself.

Can you secretly rejoice in the bottom of your heart, but put on the heaviest mask, shut your mouth, and hide hypocritically?

I want to blend in with other people and follow the crowd, but I feel uneasy, afraid of not being able to adapt to the crowd, afraid of suppressing myself to the point of bursting, afraid of being discovered, and afraid of breaking myself.

Still not reconciled, I try again and again, seeming to be able to even tease myself, but actually I can’t understand myself. I always feel that this is a sin and shouldn’t be done, but I persuade myself to understand, but this is not really understanding.

Wang Yi took out his mobile phone, entered the lyrics, and found the name of the song. It turned out to be a song by a very powerful rock band Radiohead, and the title of the song was "Lastflowers".

He showed Wu Liang the album cover and asked him, "Have you heard this song before?"

Wu Liang shook his head and said, "I don't remember, maybe I heard it once a long time ago." After speaking, he looked at him without reservation.

It was like this that he completely entrusted himself to him without reservation and worry, and the inside that he didn't want to touch anymore, was cut open bit by bit, and it was clearly displayed in him.

Wang Yi looked into his eyes, the song was soaked in the cold under the bright sun, how hard this person had lived before, and he suppressed it so deeply in his dream, thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling sad, and said: "You must listen The whole dream was made by you, so all the things in it are originally in your mind. The reason why people can’t remember things or forget some things is not because the things in your memory are gone. It's like a cabinet, you just can't find the key, but the memory is still there."

Wu Liang immediately understood what he said, and said, "So I am the master of the whole dream, and all the details are my subconscious, right?"

Wang Yi replied: "You may not even know about these subconscious minds!"

"Then let's find out these hints." After Wu Liang finished speaking, he took the popsicle from Wang Yi's hand, but he finished eating it first, snatched it from others, licked it twice, and then returned it.

Wang Yi blushed instantly, "You have already licked it, so I don't want to eat it."

Wu Liang continued to tease her: "Okay, you still dislike me? Who heard a ghost story last night and was so frightened that he had to share a bed with me?"

"I'm not worried about you having nightmares."

Wu Liang looked at him innocently, but Wang Yi couldn't hold back his face anymore, so he turned his head away from him.

In the end, Wang Yi was so confused by him that he had no choice but to obediently eat the remaining popsicles. He had already hinted twice, so he still didn't understand?Impossible, I just feel that a person's life is very long, and it is not easy to meet someone who can talk to each other. This process is going slowly and steadily, and there is no rush...

When he returned to his home, Wang Yi took a look at the house, and sure enough, the third uncle hadn't come back yet, and he was the only one in the empty house.

In fact, since my parents died when I was a child, I have been living with my third uncle. The third uncle is also a mother and a father, so he is very busy.What's more, Wang Yi is a child who is motivated and considerate. The third uncle has no children himself, so he treats him as his own son.

The third uncle is also a bachelor, but fortunately, he has no worries, and it is good that the two of them depend on each other for life.

Wang Yi glanced at the slippers at the door, and knew that Uncle San must be entertaining today.Usually at this time, he would definitely feel a little bit disappointed. After going out for a few days and returning home, there was no one at home.

But today he is different. It turns out that in this world, sometimes you are not alone. Although loneliness is a protracted battle, now someone is fighting side by side with him, no longer alone.

At this time, the mobile phone ding-dong, it turned out that it was the third uncle who sent a text message. The third uncle guessed that he had also arrived home, so he sent him a message: "Go home to eat something good at night, don't wrong yourself, what do you want to eat?" What. You can call your classmates to play at home, if you don’t like to stay alone, I’m a bit busy today, so I won’t go back on weekends.”

Wang Yi's heart warmed up. After all, the third uncle loved and cared about him the most, so he replied yes.

At this time, there was also a text message squeezed in. The name of the person who sent the text message was Xiao Wu, and it was the non-stop one.He seemed to be deliberately teasing Wang Yi: "Why are you so Buddhist?"

Wang Yi replied to him: "Because I like to be sober."

Wu Liang replied again: "You are almost becoming a Buddha."

Then after a while, he replied anxiously: "I pulled you into the world, but I won't let you become a Buddha."

Wang Yi shook his head with a smile, and he didn't know where he learned that sentence, there was really nothing he could do with this guy.

The freshly washed hair is a little wet, the tips of the hair are dripping, and the night is quiet.

LastFlowers

Applianceshavegoneberserk

The sound of the machine is beeping beeping beeping rapidly (hospital ward)

I can't keep up

i can't go on like this

Treading on people'stoes

always offending people

Snot-nosed little punk

rebellious little furry boy

And I can't face the evening straight

i can't face the darkness

you can't offer me escape

You can't help me escape

Houses move and houses speak

The house seems to be moving, whispering

If you takemethereyou'llgetrelief

Take me to heaven and you'll be relieved

Relief, Relief, Relief, Relief...

believe me, believe me, believe me, believe me

And if I'm gonna talk

when i'm about to talk

I just wanna talk

i just want to talk

Please don't interrupt

please don't interrupt me

Just sit back and listen

sit and listen to me

Cause I can't face the evening straight

i can't face the darkness

you can't offer me escape

You can't help me escape

Houses move and houses speak

The house seems to be moving, whispering

If you takemethereyou'llgetrelief

Take me to heaven and you'll be relieved

Relief, Relief, Relief, Relief...

believe me, believe me, believe me, believe me

It's stoom much

this is too much to bear

Toobright

too bright

Too powerful

too dazzling

Toomuch

this is too much

Toobright

too bright

Too powerful

too dazzling

Toomuch

this is too much

Toobright

too bright

Too powerful

too dazzling

Toomuch

too much to bear

——Radiohead's single "Last Flowers"