Rebirth: Be Your Space

Zhang Meng found that his life was a set of tragedy, repeatedly cycled between unconsciousness and sobriety, and each time he really passed away.This time, when Zhang Meng regained consciousness again, there was still darkness all around. What was different from before was that this time the darkness was more empty, and he could not see, hear or even feel anything, as if there was nothing, even his As if he doesn't exist.He died before he was born, but regained consciousness inexplicably, Zhang Meng felt that he must have been played by God.

"KAO, I've been in the dark for so long, I can't give me some light!" Also confused by anger, Zhang Meng cursed bitterly.After finishing speaking, I realized that I was able to make a sound, and what was even more amazing was that there was really a little light.

"It's really stingy, it's really only a little bit, so it can't be brighter?" Zhang Meng couldn't help muttering when he saw the light that was weaker than a candle not far in front of him.Unexpectedly, he just finished speaking, and the light really brightened a lot.

"How about more bright spots?" Zhang Meng tentatively said, "Let's just turn it into daytime." Seeing that it was really effective, Zhang Meng immediately asked cheekily.

Now, the darkness faded away, turning into an endless void.Could it be that I am dreaming?Zhang Meng was a little confused about the situation, otherwise, why would he think it was really bright when he thought about it, even though there was still nothing.So, is there anything else?Thinking of this possibility, Zhang Meng couldn't help but start to fantasize.

The first thing that came to my mind was the garden I saw when I went to Yan's house: a not-so-wide gravel road, with a high-rise shed covered with goldfish vines. I saw it with my grandfather in a place in the mountains when I was very young. It belongs to Gesneriaceae. The leaves are large and oval. Both sides of the leaves are covered with white hairs. There are purple-red hairs on the stems. Fuchsia fine hair with yellow markings on the throat.On both sides of the road are patches of flowers that can be named and not named.Near the end of the road, there are stretches of lawns, like green onions, which are well taken care of.Just thinking about it, he found that the world around him changed instantly, just like a splashed ink painting. Following what Zhang Meng thought in his mind, the whole garden appeared in front of him, and now Zhang Meng was a little dumbfounded.

Ever since the entire garden appeared miraculously that day, Zhang Meng finally realized that he is no longer an ordinary person, whether it is the space he is in or the way he exists now.

Yes, it is a way of being.There is no form, no body, and you can't even feel any part of yourself, but you can materialize any imaginable things and have a panoramic view of the entire space.This feeling, as if Zhang Meng is this space, this space is Zhang Meng himself.In this space, apart from the flowers, trees, rivers and lakes transformed by Zhang Meng, there are no other creatures. He tried to transform animals, but failed.

Life suddenly became very monotonous and lonely. He didn't know how long he had been in this space. Sometimes, he would think of the people and things in the past, the grandfather who passed away, the parents who worked hard for most of his life, and the kind chef. , and even thought of the indifferent and arrogant but good-looking second young master of the Yan family, and the fellow brother that he never got to meet in the end.These people who have appeared in his life have become the only consolation to fill his blank world.Zhang Meng thought that this endless loneliness would last forever, but he didn't expect that this blankness would be broken one day.

That day, Zhang Meng was still staring at the changing blue sky and white clouds in a daze as usual, but suddenly felt something strange. On the gravel road covered with goldfish vines, a person appeared out of thin air, to be precise, a boy, a very A handsome and special little boy.His right eye turned out to be glass-like transparent blue.

"Who are you?" Zhang Meng was glad that he could still make a sound and communicate with others, but he was worried that it would scare him, because the voice that appeared out of thin air had no entity.

But the boy seemed to be able to see him, and after a moment of surprise, he returned to his usual indifference.This boy is Yan Jintong.

"Don't be afraid, although you can't see me, I won't hurt you. I just want to know how you got in"

"I can see you."

"Don't worry, I'm not... what? Can you see me? What do you see? What do I look like?" Suddenly, Zhang Meng reacted to what the boy said. Zhang Meng didn't know whether he should be surprised or excited. It turned out that he was not invisible. of.

The author has something to say: I am absolutely incompetent. . .