I Was Once a Legend

"Do you want to ask for leave to go home?" In the classroom, the girl in the blue and white school uniform turned her head and asked Cui Zuojing.

"Well, I've already asked for leave, and my mother insisted that I go back to celebrate my birthday." Cui Zuojing wrote down the homework written by the representatives of each subject on the blackboard in a small notebook, organized the books and test papers to be done, At this time, the first class in the afternoon had just finished, and the students left the classroom together, or went to the cafeteria, or went to the street in front of the school for dinner.

The key high schools in the northern province of education are always so busy. get out of class ends at six o’clock, leaving them only 10 minutes for dinner. At 09:30, the English listening comprehension is broadcast on time. After the listening comprehension, there will be three evening self-study sessions. Until school is over at [-]:[-] in the evening.

Cui Zuojing has already asked the teacher for leave, and any teacher will always give more tolerance and preference to good students with excellent grades.

"Do I still need to bring you breakfast tomorrow morning?" Chen Mofei stood up and prepared to eat dinner. She was a very thin girl with a wide school uniform on her body and she was empty. Her long black hair was so heavy that her skin was so pale that she was even unhealthy. Her lips The blood color was very pale, and the slender wrist exposed at the cuff seemed to break if touched.

She is also the teacher's favorite student. When selecting seats based on grades, the top two naturally occupy the two best positions in the class and become tablemates.

Unlike Cui Zuojing, she is a boarding student. Every day from the dormitory to class, she happened to pass by the cafeteria, so it was convenient to buy food. So after a few months, she helped Cui Zuojing buy food along the way.

"Take it, it's still the same." Cui Zuojing pulled out the schoolbag, and accidentally brought out an envelope from the hole.

Chen Mofei was surprised, and said with a smile: "Is there anyone else sending you a letter?"

Cui Zuojing looked over and over, hurriedly stuffed the envelope into the schoolbag, stood up to make room for Chen Mofei so that she could go out, threw the schoolbag over his shoulder, and said, "Who knows, I'll be leaving first."

The girl patted his arm and said in a cheerful tone: "Happy birthday!"

Cui Zuojing smiled and stretched out his hand: "Just saying happy birthday is not enough, where is my gift?"

"You're thinking about shit." Chen Mofei gave him a supercilious look, and went to the cafeteria to eat.

On the way down the stairs, I said goodbye to my classmates who came back from buying food one after another. Cui Zuojing was caught in the crowd of students entering and leaving the school. His home is not far from the school, and it only takes 15 minutes to walk on the path.

This time was the same, he walked up the alley home as he had done for countless days, but it was different from being with a group of students from the same community as usual, today he was alone.

The street lamps in the alley are dutifully illuminating the road, and there seem to be some unimaginable dangers lurking in the dark corners. The sound of footsteps echoes, is reflected by the wall, and the sound of distant traffic flows into my ears. A black cat is flying from the front Passing by, it only took two seconds from appearing to disappearing.

Cui Zuojing inexplicably felt a bit chilly, as if someone was staring at him in the shadows, the sharp knife reflected the cold light, calling for the desire to drink blood.

He quickened his pace and crossed the alley that he had walked countless times.

When we got to the main road, it made people feel more at ease. There were many people who went out for a walk after dinner. Cui Zuojing relaxed, only to find that his back was covered with a layer of cold sweat.

Why are you nervous? Now the society ruled by law is very safe.He shrugged and walked towards home.

Turning the key to unlock the door, Cui Zuojing pushed the door open, leaning on the wall with one hand and lowering his head to change his shoes in the entrance, the sentence that was repeated every day naturally said: "I'm back."

"It'll be ready soon, go and wait for a while." Her mother's voice and the sound of cooking came from the kitchen. Cui Zuojing responded and put her schoolbag on the bed in her bedroom.Thinking of the envelope that appeared in the hole of his desk for some unknown reason, he sat on the edge of the bed and opened his schoolbag, ripped open it, and an invitation letter fell out.

Dear Mr. Cui Zuojing:

Please take this invitation to ████ on July 5th, where I will be waiting for your visit.

Inviter: ██

The names of places and invitees are blacked out, and May 5 is today.

"What the hell." Cui Zuojing thought it was someone's prank, muttered, stuffed the invitation letter back into the envelope, threw it into the drawer, ignored it, and walked out of the bedroom.

The younger sister who was in elementary school was doing homework in the study, when she heard him go to the living room, she immediately jumped off the stool.

Several dishes were already served on the table, and the cake box tied with a red ribbon was placed in the middle. On the balcony, my father was lying on the window edge smoking a cigarette, and the smoke drifted outside with the evening wind.

"Stop smoking!" Cui Zuojing shouted, "Strangle all smokers to death!"

"Stinky boy." Dad cursed with a smile, pressed the cigarette butt out on the wall outside the window, and closed the window with the smell of smoke all over him.

This is an unusual night, and it is also Cui Zuojing's 16th birthday.

Children can't hide their thoughts. My sister curiously wanted to touch the cake box to see what it looked like inside. Cui Zuojing turned on the TV, untied the red ribbon, and opened the box, fulfilling her wish.

The news of a serial murderer escaping from prison was broadcast on the TV. Seeing the photo on the arrest warrant, Cui Zuojing's breath stopped, and cold sweat soaked his whole body in an instant. The fear was like the monstrous flood that submerged the world back then, drowning him mercilessly.

He didn't know why he was so afraid, obviously... obviously it had nothing to do with him?

Dad clicked his tongue and said, "How can anyone still escape from prison? It's too scary, Zuo, I'll pick you up for your study next night these days, don't walk back."

Cui Zuojing calmed down, hummed, and picked up the remote control to change channels.

The children's channel played his sister's favorite cartoon, and the topic was brought to the past. Cui Zuojing breathed a sigh of relief silently. He looked at the cake on the table, and his mood slowly regained his ease.

He is only 16 years old, and there will be many good times in the future, and the murderer or something... can't be met by him just by chance, right?

And four hours ago, a thousand kilometers away.

The young Dong Zheng sat in the co-pilot of the Cayenne and fastened his seat belt. His father was driving the car, while his stepmother, Su Daijun, sat in the back row, with Dong Zheng's carry-on luggage in the backpack next to him.

They just finished participating in the family activities organized by Dong Linhai School, and now they are heading to Hongqiao Airport. The 16-year-old Dong Zheng will take a plane two hours later to go to the United States to study.

Dong Zheng put on his earphones, opened the glove box casually to find something to drink, but saw an envelope.

"What is this?" He picked up the envelope and asked Dong Yi.

Dong Yi, who was driving, glanced at it and said, "I don't know, can you take a look?"

Dong Zheng opened the envelope, and a piece of hard paper in the style of an invitation letter fell out, but there were only a few numbers written on it.

Dear Sir:

Invite people:

Young Dong Zheng frowned, stuffed the thing back, and threw it into the glove box.

"What?" Dong Yi asked.

Dong Zheng took the soda water bottle: "A piece of paper with nothing written on it."

"Your dad and I really can't spare time to accompany you these two days. Be more careful when you are alone. If you need anything, go to your Uncle Wu." Su Daijun checked the inner pocket of Dong Zheng's package and put all the change They sorted out the money and coins by category, and said, "I brought you two thousand dollars, it should take a while, after a while, we'll go over there to see you."

"Okay." Dong Zheng agreed, with a mature and stable face that does not belong to this age, "Don't worry, I am no longer a child."

Eight-year-old Dong Linhai didn't go to see him off, because the three people in the car knew that Xiao Linhai couldn't bear to part with his dearest brother, and would definitely cry at the airport so that no one could coax him.

Dong Linhai, who was picked up by the nanny, went upstairs and returned to the bedroom sullenly. He sat at the desk and took out a pencil case, tattered textbooks and a rolled-up homework book from the lower right corner, and prepared to do homework.

A piece of stiff paper was stuck in his textbook, Xiao Linhai frowned and tried to read the words on it: "Dear Mr. Kong Kong, colon, why invite someone to colon?"

He didn't know what it was, so he folded the cardboard in half and made a plane.

"Hangzhi, the 15-bed patient will be undergoing liver transplantation tomorrow, so come over and listen to the preoperative meeting." The intern supervisor, the deputy chief physician of the Thoracic Surgery Department, called out to the young graduate student in the office at the door.

"Hey, here we come!" Lin Hangzhi immediately put down the pen in his hand and followed.

"We are going to transplant one-fifth of my father's left liver. The current indicators of both of them are very good." The deputy chief physician explained that as the chief surgeon of this transplant operation, he will be in charge of the main operation of this operation. Afterwards, the jaundice persisted and became more and more serious, and he was later diagnosed with liver failure. In order to save the child, his father chose to transplant a part of his own liver to his son.

Lin Hangzhi carefully remembered every word of the instructor. He is not qualified to be on the operating table as a graduate student, but the preoperative meeting is already an important lecture for him.

The pre-operative meeting lasted for two hours. Lin Hangzhi sat in the corner of the long table. He remembered it densely in his notebook. Afterwards, there was a ward round. He went back to the office to get the ward round record, but found an extra envelope on the table.

There was not a word written on the envelope, and he asked around but didn't know who it was for. After hesitating, he had to open it himself.

A messy...invitation letter?

Lin Hangzhi casually threw it into the trash can.

After finally getting rid of the paparazzi who looked like dog skin and plaster, Xia Qiongyun was so annoyed that she finally arrived at the hotel she had booked.

As the daughter of the king of heaven, there are always some unscrupulous paparazzi who want to spy on some of her private life. If they catch the breaking news, they can be reported as the headlines of the next day.

Xia Qiongyun took off her coat and threw it casually at the foot of the bed. She lay down on the bed exhausted, raised her arms to cover her eyes, and let out a long sigh.

The envelope appeared quietly and out of thin air under the door of her room.

Everyone didn't take this strange invitation letter to heart.

Cui Zuojing spent his 16th birthday at home. At night, after finishing his homework, he turned off the lights and lay on the bed. Looking at the half moon outside the window, he suddenly felt unreal.

It's like...he shouldn't be going through this.

...It's really idle, don't go through these experiences, what about becoming Iron Man to save the world?He doesn't have that much money either.

Cui Zuojing turned over, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Cui Zuojing belonged to the family who absolutely had trouble getting up. When he hurried up the stairs and stepped into the classroom, the bell for morning self-study rang on time at 06:30. He calmed down and took out his English book. The breakfast Chen Mofei brought was already on the table.

The head teacher hadn't come yet, and the dean downstairs was catching up on being late. The students all took out their textbooks, but no one endorsed them for a while, and everyone was whispering and discussing.

"Have you heard, someone was killed last night." The boy at the back table said to his deskmate.

"Ah? Really fake?"

Cui Zuojing was also attracted by the bloody news. He and Chen Mofei turned their heads together, and the four of them formed a table together.

"Really, it's a homeless man. It's near my house. It was discovered early this morning. The police have come a lot. Didn't a murderer escape from prison yesterday? He must have done it."

"Ah? That's too scary. You have to pay attention to your safety this time around. How could a prisoner escape from prison?"

"Who knows."

"..."

The head teacher came late with a serious face: "Be quiet."

The class quickly quieted down.

"Speaking of a very important thing, we were notified that a serial murderer escaped from prison and killed a homeless man on Kunshan Road last night. Recently, everyone must be picked up by their parents when they go to and from school. , everyone must pay attention..."

Cui Zuojing listened quietly, the sense of unreality struck again.

The rising sun, the green leaves on the treetops, the chirping birds, the piles of textbooks on the table, the morning Chinese and English assignments on the blackboard... all of these are clearly his to face every day.

He frowned, but soon, the feeling disappeared.