gentle collapse

There will never be another chance.Even if Chen Wei wakes up and faces the same Zhang Ran as before, the chance of this story being rewritten is not high.After the passionate love, Chen Wei couldn't live a boring life supported by responsibility and patience. His growth in age did not bring about the maturity of his mind.

Chen Wei said to me: "Your expression looks ugly."

I said: "Chen Wei, I can't solve this matter, and I don't think you can do anything about it. Since Zhang Ran has been transmigrated, you should try to live your life well and don't trouble He Yuchen. What's wrong with him? nothing."

"Sometimes, I think he is Zhang Ran, but I have seen his ID card of the traverser." Chen Wei said doubtfully, "Then... who is he? How could he know me and About Zhang Ran, did he travel through Zhang Ran's body and retain Zhang Ran's memory?"

It seems that He Yuchen didn't tell Chen Wei that he read the book "The Naked Jacket" and traveled here.

I shook my head, trying to tell a lie: "Maybe he knew Zhang Ran before."

"I know there is someone who has been pursuing Zhang Ran, could it be him?"

"Maybe." In the end, I had no strength, it was that kind of mental weakness.

I chewed the rice noodles that had been broken into sections, and my mouth was filled with the smell of spices, and I actually thought it was delicious.Chen Wei stood up and walked towards the playground.I didn't look up to see his expression, I could have guessed it without looking.

Evening self-study, the whole classroom is full of the sound of flipping books, occasionally a few coughs, mixed with the slight sound of reciting books with lips and tongues touching, makes people drowsy.Zheng Yi pulled my shoulders to let me lean back so that I could block him from sleeping with his chin resting on the table.I haven't moved for a long time, my back is pressed against the hard table, and my body is a little numb.

After returning home at night, I went to my brother's room with the quilt in my arms. I called him, "Brother, can I squeeze you to sleep?"

He moved in and I lay down and closed my eyes.

He said, "Lin An, your mental state is very bad recently."

"Ah."

"Cold?"

I pulled the quilt up over my neck, my jaw clinging tightly to it.I said: "It's okay."

I felt the bed shake slightly for a while, and half of the quilt on his body fell on me.

Everyone is used to it.I mean, everyone thinks time travel is a no-brainer, just change the ID category.This collective ideology is more terrifying than time-travel itself.An outsider transmigrates to a father, and he becomes that person's father, transmigrates to a wife, and she will replace this body to fulfill the wife's obligations?It's so funny isn't it.

I know what I'm afraid of. If someone else crosses over to my brother, he will disappear from this world without a trace.The government will not look for him, and will not find out where he went, and what qualifications does that body substitute have to stay here.They will just put a steel stamp on it, announcing that the change is legal and reasonable.Or tell you what procedure you go through if you want to find someone who disappeared.The materials they produced are as thick as half a person, and they contain things that you can't even read.

The crumbling of the city finally showed me its cracks through the passage of those around me.I even felt like it was inviting me: "Want to know how I work? Come on, enter me, you have the right to see my real face. Many people around you have entered, and some of them have even been re-vomited by me Come out and get a new life."

It wasn't a temptation for me, I could only feel a chill rising from my thighs to my back.

I turned sideways, looked at the gray-black silhouette of my brother's head, and said, "If I leave one day, all my things will be placed in the place we agreed on, the aluminum box, right in my Under the desk."

He said: "My things are here." He knocked on the wall beside the bed, and there was a sound of metal knocking, "Do you remember where you put the keys?"

"remember."

"Okay, I know what you are worried about these days." His arms dropped, and he said slowly, "This is a necessary stage, lost in the panic caused by crossing. Maybe Zheng Yi's backpack made me You suddenly realize that this kind of thing is actually close at hand."

"Are you ever scared too?" I asked him.

"At that time... I had a very strange idea, that is, I felt light and joyful about death. I wanted to commit suicide and not be controlled by others. At that time, the blade and tall buildings were covered with an ambiguous red color, It makes my heart pound. I'm not scared of it at all, it's the squishy feeling of stepping into the water."

"Have you tried it?"

"Yes, but..." he said, "At that time you were still young, and your height only reached my shoulders. I don't know why, but you were always beaten, and you didn't tell your family when you were beaten. You thought you wouldn't Say others can't see the wound on your face? Those stinky boys are young and short-tempered, and I can't beat them, so I have to talk to my parents. I thought, if I die, how can you manage."

"I see, I will get over this fear." I took a deep breath, and just buried my head in the quilt when the phone rang, short and sharp.

I turned over and got out of bed, feeling like my brother got off with me.

"Lin An, Xie Yu has been arrested." On the other end of the phone, Wei Keke's voice was crying, "What should I do? What should I do?"

I was a little surprised: "Why was he arrested by the police?"

Coco was sobbing at the other end, and couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time. In the end, she gave up the statement directly and just kept repeating: "I don't know..."

"Where are you? I'll be right over." I said directly to Coco.

"Don't come here, you don't have to come here, I'm at home. Xie Yu called me just now, and he said that he can't come to school. Let me rest assured that he is now locked up in the police station because of some things. I don't know To whom to tell this matter, my parents will definitely not understand me, I don't know what to do, I can't sleep..."

"Don't worry, let's go to the police station tomorrow to ask. It's not too bad if he's fine, right?"

"Correct."

After she responded to me, she stopped talking. I held the phone and listened to her wailing.It was a sound I had never heard before, coming from a human chest, cut by the throat, like a kind of collapse.