Rebirth Shi Hong

When I woke up, I was already in the ward.

The night was just right, through the glass window, with the moonlight shining, I could vaguely see the figure at the head of the bed, seeming to be asleep.

It's Tang Chuan.

There is silence all around, only the hoarse and noisy chirping of cicadas in summer outside the window, which is strange but not noisy at night.

Just like Tang Chuan with his eyes open, his eyes hide sharpness and wisdom; he with his eyes closed for a nap looks very gentle and lazy.

The dryness after drinking seems to have not completely subsided, maybe my metabolism of alcohol is too slow, I got off the bed lightly, wanted to go to the bedside to get a glass of water to drink, and was very thirsty.

I had minimized the movement of turning over, but still disturbed Tang Chuan, who was not deeply asleep. He seemed a little dazed, and suddenly grabbed my left arm that was in plaster.I turned around to look at him in amazement, only to see that he slowly let go of me when he was somewhat awake, then rubbed the space between his brows, cleared his hoarse voice and said, "Stone, you're awake."

I nodded, and then asked him about Xiaoyi's situation.

Xiao Yi has already woken up.

The reason for her jumping into the river this time is more likely to be impulsive. Tang Chuan analyzed it with great confidence, and already had the rudiment of wisdom to analyze the case many years later.

In fact, the whole thing is not complicated. Xiaoyi and Zhang Qian in the class have been together for 2 years. Although the parents and teachers have repeatedly ordered them not to fall in love, the two have seen each other since they graduated from junior high school. Li also tried to keep a low profile and the relationship has always been good, and there are a few friends of the two in the class who know about it.Recently, the two had a conflict because of the difference in class selection and subject selection, and they had been in a cold war for several weeks.

Coincidentally, at the bonfire party yesterday, another girl in the class, Xiao Jin, also confessed her love to Zhang Qian, but Zhang Qian actually agreed!

Xiaoyi was so angry that she ran away in anger, passing by the river, she had the idea of ​​suicide in a daze.

Xiaoyi and Zhang Qian's parents have come to the hospital, heard about this matter, and are dealing with it.

Xiaoyi's parents had brought condolences and flowers to visit earlier, but because I was still in a coma, Tang Chuan accepted them.

Two couples who are still children are still too impulsive in dealing with this kind of matter.

I heard what happened, and I only thought about it.

He closed his eyes slightly, although his body was a little tired, but he felt a sense of relief, as if the heavy burden from his previous life was faintly let go.

So chatting and chatting, I fell asleep again in a daze.

When I woke up again, the sky was already more than half bright, and it was the white sun in the east.

To be exact, I woke up after smelling a scent.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Tang Chuan. He was taking out breakfast from the takeaway plastic bag. When he saw me wake up, he unpacked it and handed it to me directly.

Shredded chicken chive millet porridge, soft and delicious.

I drank porridge and chatted with Tang Chuan casually, but although he spoke lightly, he frowned slightly from time to time and rubbed his lower back secretly with his right hand, as if it was quite sore there.

A terrifying thought flashed through my mind.

Tang Chuan, he wouldn't lie on his stomach and watch all night, right? !

There seems to be a warm current wading through my heart, with mixed feelings.

Except for my dependent grandma, no one has ever treated me so well.

But I didn't know what I was talking about, I just speeded up the speed of drinking the porridge in my hand, hurriedly cleaned up the dishes, and then sent Tang Chuan out of the hospital.

Tang Chuan lowered his eyes and seemed a little lost, and his eyes dimmed a lot; especially after seeing my rather eager behavior of chasing people and chasing guests away.

For the first time, I hated myself so much for not being able to speak.

But I urgently felt an anxious and strong feeling that I didn't want Tang Chuan to misunderstand.

In the past, I never felt sorry for being misunderstood by others, even for the misunderstanding deliberately designed by Chen Jing back then, I didn't mind.

Only, this time.

So when I got to the door, I patted him on the shoulder lightly, and said: "Be careful on the road, rest early when you get back, thank you for your hard work... Thank you Tang Chuan."

I don't know how much Tang Chuan understood, but his eyes suddenly became bright again.

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The days of the third year of senior high school were full and tense. When I woke up every day, I only had to do the questions and attend the lectures. I had little time to think about other things. Soon it was time to volunteer to fill in the report.

After school that day, Tang Chuan asked me casually: "I said, Shitou, where are you planning to apply for?"

At that time, my grades had stabilized at the top 10 in my age, and the rise of the power function was slow and natural.The teachers all said that such grades can secure entry into Jiangbei University or other equivalent key universities, but if you want to go to a top university like Q University or P University in City B, you still need to work hard. .

I thought about how to answer, and turned it over and over again, and finally turned it into a sentence: "I probably want to try P University in City B. If I don't pass the exam, I will still be at Jiangbei University. I don't want to be too far away from home."

He nodded knowingly, but his expression softened, he hesitated to speak.

I was also curious about his choice, but based on my usual silent style, I didn't ask further.

Then we lay on the big lawn of the school, each silent, thinking about our own thoughts, but we were harmonious.

According to the situation in his previous life, he should have gone to the P University in City B, where both criminal psychology and physics are the most famous, and there is no one on the right.

The college entrance examination will end soon.

I got the admission notice as I wished, and set foot on the train to S City.

Sorry, Tang Chuan, I still lied to you.

I couldn't help but speculate on Tang Chuan's out of breath after receiving the news. Tang Chuan in this life is indeed much more lively and real. When I think of his possible performance, I can't help laughing.

He will not be willing to lose my news, and he will definitely ask the class teacher who has made friends with him.From the class teacher, Tang Chuan should be able to get the parting letter I gave him. The letter contained the "Prisoner's Dilemma" that I admired most back then.

How can A and B, who committed the crime together, make a choice when they don't know each other's choice?The best solution is of course not to confess, and the two will be sentenced to 1 year each, because the police found no other evidence; but in fact, a balanced strategy is a zero-sum result. Your strategy is always the best strategy to reward your opponent's tricks. Trust is always unstable in the collective. If you want to get the results you want, you can only have careful design so that everyone in the game can respond according to my script.

Before I was imprisoned, I thought that I could see through people's hearts, and I repeatedly deduced all the possibilities to ensure that the premeditated attack would trap Chen Jing in the fear of the "dangerous personality" I designed, so that her psychology would be completely destroyed. To offset the possibility of her turning herself in, this is my perfect script and the most silent confession to my sweetheart. I am willing to do so, I hope so.And I never expected Tang Chuan to intervene after knowing this elaborate design, making the original win-win situation into such a situation. At that time, I hated him, hated him for choosing the truth, ignoring everything I carefully designed , this kind of ending is good for her and for me.But he has always been so stubborn, chasing the truth of the incident above all else, I have no right to hate him.

The two people in the "Prisoner's Dilemma" lost in their distrust of each other, and I lost in misestimating people's hearts——

As long as Tang Chuan is not so stubborn, but his stubbornness is his survival instinct and his creed, I would have underestimated his ideal;

As long as Chen Jing is not so kind, her kindness is my antidote, but it is her passion. In the face of the truth, this kindness has become a heavy burden, a cumbersome shackle, which she cannot shake off or let go.

In this life, I want to change Chen Jing's fate before the incident happened. This gentle and kind girl should not have endured such a fate. I remember she once mentioned that before she returned to Jiangbei, she was a courtesan in the circle of S City .

Anyway, I'm going to try my luck.

With a certain amount of financial strength, I think it should not be difficult to take her away. What I need to worry about is whether Chen Jing, who has never met me before, is willing to accept the help of a "stranger".

I really feel very sorry for Tang Chuan in this life.

I vaguely felt that my feelings for him surpassed most people's. Even when I was saying goodbye to my grandma, I never had such big fluctuations.

He has really influenced my life so much that I almost gave up the idea of ​​looking for Chen Jing.

But only narrowly.

I will never let that kind woman make the same mistakes again.

My feelings for her have also weakened with the passing of time, and I have somewhat forgotten her voice and smile, but the persistence to save her remains unchanged.

Otherwise, what's the point of me reliving this life?

As for Tang Chuan in this life, I think it's time to say goodbye, although I know that I will never forget him.

But I don't want to go back to Jiangbei again. The memory of my previous life is too heavy, and it often weighs me down in the middle of the night.

Although he is far away, I still hope that he will still remember this childhood friend in the future. He has made rapid progress. Even if I don’t have a deep understanding of physics, I know that his physical attainments are far better than those of the same time. Looking forward to him, I selfishly feel that I have a share of the credit.

I deliberately ignored the deep throbbing and reluctance, and left resolutely.