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When Ouyang Yu saw Du Cheng, he felt very kind. Adding to his legs, the smile on his face was even more pleasant, "Little comrade, are you...?"

Du Cheng pushed the wheelchair forward, and Zhou Gehai was trapped by him, unable to move.

"You don't need to know me," Du Cheng let go, "but you really need to know him."

Ouyang Yu only felt a blur in front of her eyes, and the fog rushed towards her face, and her consciousness sank immediately.

Sunshine, track, sweat...everything is so familiar, Ouyang Yu was shocked beyond measure, his body... his body is different, young blood is bubbling in his pulse, he has returned to his youth!But... Ouyang Yu wanted to lower her head to check her legs, but found that she was trapped in her young body like a prison, just lying on the horizontal bar and weeping mournfully.

Rejuvenating, traveling back to the past, such a miraculous thing happened to him?

What's there to cry about?

He remembered.

At that time, he had just had a car accident. To put it cliché, he was in a car accident after saving a child who ran a red light on the sidewalk. Afterwards, his legs were paralyzed. The high cost of treatment and the diagnosis that he could not stand was almost crushed by the doctor. him as a teenager.

He thought about dying.

Ouyang Yu couldn't control her crying, felt funny in her heart, and even wanted to comfort herself: Don't cry, soon, a miracle will happen to you, you will stand up again, stand on the stage again, and still be the No.1 self .

Although the consciousness is clear, the body is still crying so hard that it is about to faint.

Ouyang Yu couldn't laugh or cry at this situation.

He escaped from the hospital halfway, and his body hasn't recovered much yet, crying this meal really took a lot of energy out of him.

After crying, Ouyang Yu felt herself wiping her face carelessly with her hands, grabbing tears and snot, and the meticulous teacher Ouyang frowned inwardly.

Ouyang Yu was still sobbing, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably as she struggled to push the heavy wheelchair with her frail little hands.

The old soul inside the body is always smiling.

In fact, life is like this. When you find something lost, you will be ecstatic and can't believe it. From then on, you will be grateful to this world.

Ouyang Yu had already completely remembered that shortly after he left the playground that day, he regained feeling in his legs, and then recovered at an astonishing speed. Because it was too shocking, some media wanted to interview him, but Ouyang Yu and his family felt that this It's a gift from God, so it shouldn't be too flamboyant, so I just rejected it.

Ouyang Yu's soul detached from his body, looked around the playground with a little nostalgia, and stopped when his eyes passed over his "No.1 horizontal bar".

Standing in front of the horizontal bar was a strange boy who looked slightly older than his current age.

"I give you."

The boy's voice was cold and decisive, a voice Ouyang Yu had never heard before.

Ouyang Yu was quite sure that he didn't know this boy at all.

Consciousness was forcibly pulled away by the body, Ouyang Yu kept turning his head to look at the strange boy, the boy's eyes always made him feel uneasy.

In the next second, the scene changed again.

He is recovering, and he is ecstatic to feel the existence of his two legs again. He works hard every day to cooperate with the doctor's treatment and reconstruction. progress of reconstruction.

Feeling the long-lost pain, Ouyang Yu wanted to smile again. The initial hesitation and worry had dissipated with the memory gone, and the only thing left was deep nostalgia.

The soul followed the young body step by step, and Ouyang Yu was almost intoxicated by the memories. Just when he was relieved to re-experience the past years, he suddenly felt as if someone was watching him.

The young body was sweating profusely and immersed in the difficult reconstruction, only the old soul looked back.

At the end of the corridor, a strange teenager is sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes are deep and joyful, it is a kind of painful joy.

No, this person should not be called a 'strange boy', this is the second time Ouyang Yu has seen him.

There is nothing special about his eyebrows and eyes, and his facial features are so plain that there is no memory, only the temperament around him exudes cold and destructiveness.

He was looking at Ouyang Yu, who was staggering and recovering, without taking his eyes off him, Ouyang Yu fell down, he moved, but sat down slumped with empty trousers.

It was only then that Ouyang Yu noticed that the situation of this strange boy was worse than his.

At first, he was only paralyzed with both legs, but this young man lost both legs, was he amputated?

Just when Ouyang Yu was puzzled, the scene changed again.

Pointing to the ground, the beautiful rotation attracted bursts of applause. Ouyang Yu could feel that he was dancing, as light as a butterfly. This was the first time he returned to the stage after his accident. His reconstruction was extremely successful, and his two legs even He is healthier and more powerful than before the injury. The students all marveled at the miracles in his body and sincerely applauded his dancing.

That was the happiest period in Ouyang Yu's life.

Afterwards, he became famous for his performance and received many flowers and applause. He never had the detachment and happiness of the rest of his life breaking out of a cocoon and becoming a butterfly this time.

He enjoys it so heartily on the stage, freely swaying the surging passion in his heart.

God cares for him so much, he is grateful but also extremely fearful, for fear that one day God will take back this impossible miracle, so every time he takes the stage, he cherishes it very much and regards it as the last chance in his life.

After the curtain call and leaving the stage, Ouyang Yu's heart was beating like a drum in his young body. He waved to the audience off the stage, and the endless applause was still deafening until he stepped off the stage.

When he stepped on the last step, Ouyang Yu's feet softened a bit, and the classmates who were performing with him hurriedly supported him, and asked worriedly: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Ouyang Yu smiled subduedly. After the accident, his character changed from being arrogant and extroverted to more calm and quiet, "It's just a little aggressive."

The young Ouyang Yu didn't care too much, or rather he cared, but subconsciously didn't want to think about the bad side.

Let me dance, even if the next second is broken, at least in the moment before the broken, I hope I am still the flying me.

And the elderly Ouyang Yu who was trapped in the body moved his eyes to the unremarkable porter at the edge of the stage.

He recognized it, the silent boy carrying the props was exactly the boy he had seen twice.

The first time I met was on the school playground.

Strange, Ouyang Yu thought about it, when he returned to school, the school was on holiday, he came to the playground alone, because he knew no one would see him, so he cried wantonly.

How could anyone watch him when he was gone?

The second time was in the hospital where he was reconstructed. The strange boy had lost his legs.

But now... Ouyang Yu looked at the other party's steady steps and nimbly jumped onto the stage. A section of her calf was exposed in her trousers, which was human skin.

Why... does this person have legs again?

The empty trouser legs and the healthy legs in front of him flashed back and forth in Ouyang Yu's mind.

The feeling of uneasiness grew stronger.

The soul is pulled backstage by the body.

After everyone dispersed, Ouyang Yu sat down to rest, gently kneading his calf, he didn't care about it at all, he was still afraid.

There was a trace of worry on the young face, Ouyang Yu heard the childish voice in his body.

"God, please don't take my leg back."

That was his 16-year-old voice.

Ouyang Yu's heart was sour, but her soul looked at the concealed door as if attracted.

He saw outside the door, a strange boy in overalls, quietly looking at himself with his head down in the lounge through the crack of the door.

Is this a real past or a fictional memory?

Ouyang Yu began to feel a little panicked.

What happened in the next second made Ouyang Yu even more frightened.

A gray ribbon-like mist pulled away from the young man's legs, and gradually entered the young Ouyang Yu's legs, and the old Ouyang Yu who was inside the young Ouyang Yu's body instantly felt that the weakness of his legs had disappeared a lot.

A smile gradually appeared on the young Ouyang Yu's face. He thought that his prayers had worked, or that he was just scaring himself. It was already healed. How could he still lose it?

The elderly Ouyang Yu had no time to experience the joy of his past self at all. He struggled to break free from the constraints of his body, but only leaned his soul as far as possible against the door of the lounge.

The boy in overalls gradually slowed down, then staggered messily, dragging his legs and suddenly sat on the wheelchair at the end of the corridor.

The wheelchair suffered the rapid fall of the body, and trembled as if it was about to fall apart, and the boy's empty trousers trembled accordingly.

A chill came over Ouyang Yu's heart.

Before Ouyang Yu could think about it carefully, the scene changed quickly again.

Graduations, auditions, gigs, birthdays.

Year after year, there was always a person by his side who followed him like a shadow.

The man appeared with strong legs, but when he left, his trousers were empty.

That person's face has remained unchanged for ten years, and he has always looked like a boy of seventeen or eighteen.

He looked at him with pain and sadness, joy and pain, all kinds of emotions intertwined, so complicated that Ouyang Yu, an old man, could not describe it with simple words.

The chill in Ouyang Yu's heart gradually dissipated.

He didn't know whether this strange boy was a monster or a fairy, he was his God.

His legs are not a miracle, but someone is silently guarding him.

The old soul and the old body merged into one, Ouyang Yu looked at the boy in the wheelchair in front of him in the chaotic mist, he didn't know what to say for a moment, it seemed that everything he said seemed too light to express the shock in his heart at the moment moved.

"Are you happy?" Du Cheng secretly asked the stiff Zhou Gehai, "He knew about your existence and thanked you sincerely. You have not paid in vain for so many years, and your wish has been fulfilled."

Zhou Gehai was trapped by Du Cheng, he could neither escape nor respond.

If he could move, he would definitely run away from here immediately, if he could talk, he would definitely shout, no, I don’t want him to know, I’d rather he didn’t know anything!

He knew what Du Cheng wanted to do.

He... regrets...