Reborn you idiot

What is the afterlife like for an atheist?I really don't know.

So Zhang Weidong felt a little regretful. He knew that he should believe in religion, whether it is God or Sakyamuni, if he can find some faith to rely on, he will not be left with only a white illusion after death.He has been floating in this vague state for some time, yes, floating, with no feet on the ground and no gravity.That's why he was sure he was dead.

Since there is no heaven and hell, let him vanish into thin air, what is it to be floating in the clouds without doing anything?

Zhang Weidong wanted to grind his teeth bitterly, but he couldn't even make this small movement, maybe he didn't know it, anyway, his consciousness was clear, but all his senses had completely failed.Later Zhang Weidong thought to himself, maybe this is hell or maybe...

"Zhang Weidong, Zhang Weidong!"

Finally heard a voice, accompanied by a slap that was neither light nor heavy, Zhang Weidong slapped, and broke free from the half-dream and half-awake like a corpse, and opened his eyes.He saw Zhou Li's disgusting witch-like face, and then his body shook, almost kicking him and the chair down.

Zhou Li grabbed his ears and yelled angrily: "Still asleep! Check what time it is, go wash your face, put on makeup and change your clothes!"

"Oh. Huh?" Zhang Weidong opened his mouth wide with a dazed look on his face.

He looked at the surrounding environment, he was obviously in the dressing room, Duo was also there, the assistant and the makeup artist were also there, and they all looked at him with smiles on their faces.What the hell is going on here?Zhang Weidong was completely dumbfounded.

"Haven't come back?" Zhou Li turned to his left cheek again, turned around and said, "Quick, quick, what are you doing standing there stupidly? Xiao Ba, go and get the clothes, Xiao Ba." Li, you put makeup on this pig quickly, then who... yes, I want you to check the sound adjustment. Get moving, and the audience will enter the stage immediately, hurry, hurry!"

Zhang Weidong has been in a state of petrification, and when he came back to his senses, he had already been tossed beyond recognition by people.

Dumb is ready, his face is dead white, his eye circles are painted like a panda, and there are a few black water marks under his eyelids deliberately, as if he accidentally got wet after putting on makeup, highlighting his embarrassment and decadence visual effects.Holding his chest in an arrogant pose, he asked Zhang Weidong, "How is it? Is I handsome?"

Zhang Weidong suddenly opened his eyes wide, looked at him, and then at himself in the mirror. Their appearance at this moment was exactly the costume they wore on stage at the concert four years ago.He still remembers that because of this performance, he and Duhu had a great quarrel, and the other party insisted on making a look of neither human nor ghost, but he didn't want to bother, so the two finally settled the matter after a bet .

The point is not what bet they made, but why the past happened again!

Zhang Weidong asked in a daze: "What day is today?"

"Are you sleepy?" Dumb poked his head: "July NO.19."

Zhang Weidong stood up suddenly, startling the makeup artist, and then sat down on the chair weakly.July NO.19, July NO.19...why is this day?Is he dreaming now, or is the four years he has experienced just a dream?Zhang Weidong had a headache and was confused.

He asked Xiao Ba to bring his mobile phone, and called Xiao Jungu's number, but no one answered.

Time waits for no one, Zhang Weidong and the band members were surrounded and taken out of the dressing room, and stood in the background separated by a scene to try out the headset, still full of preoccupation.He really didn't know what was going on, but the performance was about to start, so he couldn't sit down and figure it out.

If it is said that Xiao Jun was in a car accident, his aunt passed away, he traveled all over the world, and finally got lung cancer, it was all a dream, it is impossible, how could there be such a long and real dream?If it wasn't a dream, how could he be here?

"The stage belongs to us tonight, everyone have fun!"

Zhang Weidong was absent-minded and didn't respond to Duhu's heroic cheers. When the time came, he had no choice but to step onto the stage.

Although it was only a small concert, the audience was very enthusiastic and the cheers were deafening. Zhang Weidong just felt very noisy when he heard it, and he was not as relaxed as he was last time.He has a good memory, so he still remembers the repertoire, just sing along with the rhythm of the music.Du Hu and the other musicians noticed Zhang Weidong's abnormality, and his performance was not as good as it was during the rehearsal yesterday. Fortunately, this guy's basic skills in playing and singing are solid, and laymen can't see it.

As the concert drew to a close, Zhang Weidong temporarily left the stage, leaned against a random wall, and closed his eyes.

Xiao Ba came running all the way: "Brother Dong, Mr. Xiao is looking for you."

Zhang Weidong was stunned for a while, then took the phone and put it to his ear, as if he was strangled by the throat, his voice trembling with difficulty: "Hello..."

"Is the concert over?"

The person over there didn't hear the answer for a long time, and said again: "I'm waiting for you at Haixinsha Square."

Hearing this deep voice, Zhang Weidong was short of breath, and broke out in a cold sweat instantly.He could hardly stand on his feet, and he had to lean against the wall to stabilize his body. It had been many years, and he had never felt this way again, as if an invisible string was tightening his heart, pulling it painfully.

"What's the matter with you? I have to go to France early because of some things, tonight's plane..."

"Mr. Xiao!" Zhang Weidong interrupted the other party with gritted teeth, and asked as if wanting to prove something: "Is it you? Is it really you?"

"Ah, yes, what's the matter with you? Did the performance not go well? Or something happened?"

Zhang Weidong clenched his fists and roared hoarsely: "You wait for me! You must fucking wait for me!"

He hung up the phone, put one hand on the wall, took a deep breath, turned around and left.

Because the concert was not over yet, Xiao Ba stopped in front of him, Zhou Li also came with two staff members, blocked the way, and kept asking Zhang Weidong where he was going.Zhang Weidong squeezed out a word between his teeth, get out!No one dared to ask any more questions, and stepped back spontaneously.

At this time, he still had weird makeup on his face, his expression was ferocious, and he had the aura of a god blocking and killing gods and demons, who would dare to stop him?

Zhang Weidong still remembered the lesson from last time, he pulled up his hoodie, bowed his head and rushed out of the gymnasium.

His legs seemed to be equipped with motors, and he ran forward tirelessly and crazily.

Whether it was a dream, true or false, as long as there was a slight chance to prevent that car accident, he would do it with all his might!

Hearing the whistling wind in his ear, Zhang Weidong cursed viciously: Mr. Xiao, if you dare to lie to me again, I will kill your whole family!

There are many lanterns on Haixinsha Square, it is the leisure time after dinner, and there are quite a lot of people.

There are families walking around, couples holding hands, tourists taking pictures, and some people dragging their pets...

Panting heavily, Zhang Weidong raised his eyes and looked around in the square, running around with a heart in his hand.The square is too big, it takes a lot of time to run around, and what he lacks most now is time, every minute and every second is an unbearable torment.

The car accident has not happened yet, as long as he can find Xiao Jungu, there must be time, definitely.

Zhang Weidong searched for a while, then remembered that the phone was in his pocket, and was about to take it out to make a call, but caught a glimpse of the person he was looking for.

Finally, finally, finally found it, he held his breath and approached him step by step.

Xiao Jun was leaning against the statue of the goddess of Vienna, with one hand in his pocket and a cigarette in the other, looking at the opposite road in a daze.He was wearing an ordinary checkered shirt and slacks, his hair was gray, and he was the only one standing still among the people passing by all around him.

Time seemed to stand still.

Xiao Jungu used to wait for him quietly like this, at the school gate, next to the playground, in the billiard room, near their respective homes... Sometimes with a schoolbag in his hand, or a school uniform or holding a book.Zhang Weidong is an impatient person, unconsciously, they formed such a tacit understanding, usually the person waiting is Xiao Jungu.

Xiao Junso was rarely late, and he never missed an appointment. The only time he missed an appointment was today four years ago.

Zhang Weidong stood still a few steps away from him, feeling timid that he didn't dare to go forward, his throat was strangled again, and he couldn't make a sound.

It was Xiao Jun who found him first, turned his head and smiled: "Ah, you are here."

Zhang Weidong's clenched hands began to tremble, and then his whole body trembled, his coat and hat slipped off, revealing a frightening face.

"I thought I would have to wait for quite a while." Xiao Jun walked towards him, with no parting sentimentality on his face, but obvious concern: "Why did you run out without taking off your makeup? How was the performance? Is it going well?"

When Xiao Jungu approached, Zhang Weidong suddenly swung out his fist and hit him hard on the bridge of the nose!

Because it was so sudden, Xiao Jun was completely unprepared and took several steps back.

Zhang Weidong rushed forward and punched him again, cursing at the same time: "You liar! You are a big liar!"

At that time, Xiao Jungu died so suddenly that Zhang Weidong could do nothing. He was so arrogant that he couldn't bear to be put together, and he couldn't dig the grave and flog the corpse.Zhang Weidong yelled at liars, and at the same time fought with red eyes. Outsiders thought that the two of them had a blood feud.

There were so many people in the square, they were silent, watching this scene in a daze.

Obviously, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. Although the scene is extremely violent, there seems to be no room for others to intervene.

Xiao Jun is so innocent, he doesn't know what he did to provoke this beating.He thought it was the last time anyway, so he didn't fight back, pushed Zhang Weidong away, wiped his nosebleed, turned and walked towards the road.

Zhang Weidong rushed forward again, with both arms exerting all his strength, he hugged Xiao Jungu tightly from behind.He pressed his forehead against the other person's back, choked up and cursed: "You liar...don't think that's all. If you dare to lie to me, I'll never end with you!"

Two big men fought and hugged each other in the square. No matter how thick-skinned Xiao Jun was, he couldn't hold it anymore and struggled to leave.

Zhang Weidong hugged him tightly, his voice was still hoarse: "Come with me, let's talk after leaving here."

"No, I still have to catch a plane." Xiao Junso pushed Zhang Weidong away, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "This is the last time I let you vent my anger, and I will restrain myself from now on. Xiao Wu is still waiting at the airport. I'm leaving." It's gone..." He swallowed the word goodbye and said softly, "Goodbye."

Zhang Weidong was stunned, not because Xiao Jun insisted on leaving, but because he thought of something.

Ever since he woke up in the dressing room, everything has been repeating itself, so what about the car accident?Will it happen again?He looked at the old and young faces around him, his heart fell to the bottom, and he remembered the tragic scene of the car accident, and suddenly felt endless fear.

"Xiao Jungu, you go to the opposite side and wait for me!"

Zhang Weidong yelled at his back, then turned around, showing a ferocious expression, and began to chase people away: "Go away! What are you looking at, are you looking for a beating? Go away!" He pushed a step down with both hands. The boy on the skateboard took off his coat and threw it at a couple: "Fuck you! I'll dig out your eyeballs! Get lost, all of you!"

Zhang Weidong was like a complete lunatic, cursing and shoving everyone when he caught him, so the people around stayed far away, and no one wanted to provoke him.

Later, there was a burst of exclamation from nowhere, and a bus hit the fence on the side of the road and rushed straight to the square!

Zhang Weidong was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, the bus passed by him, hit the stone pillar, and then lost control and overturned with a loud noise.

He staggered, his legs were so weak that he could hardly stand up.Because it was very close, Zhang Weidong could clearly feel how fast the car was going. It was like a hurricane was blowing by his side just now. If he was hit, he would definitely die!

Fortunately, there were no passengers on the bus. Zhang Weidong looked back. Although the scene was chaotic, it didn't look like anyone was killed, but he didn't know what happened to the driver in the bus.He let out a long breath, and hurried across the road, he still wanted to find Xiao Jungu.

But no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't find the other party's figure.

Called the other party's phone, but no one answered at first, and then the phone was turned off.

Zhang Weidong squatted on the side of the road, as if he didn't believe in evil, and repeatedly dialed that number until the phone ran out of battery.

He squatted until the middle of the night, and his paralyzed legs had already lost consciousness. At this time, there were almost no people in the square, and the overturned bus had already been dragged away.He finally believed that Xiao Jungu really left, and he left like this, leaving China far away.

Zhang Weidong was so tired that he simply sat down on the ground.

He was a person who died once, why would God make such a joke?

He had obviously finished the race of his life, and finally crossed the finish line, but the referee announced that the race result was cancelled, and asked him to run again.Zhang Weidong didn't know how to deal with this kind of unreasonable incident, just let nature take its course?Or change fate?he does not know.

Maybe time will give him the answer, all he can do is wait before everything becomes clear.

Every March is the season when Japanese cherry blossoms bloom most brilliantly.

Zhang Weidong came to Osaka.

He stayed in a B&B hotel, carried a camera on his back, and wandered around every day. Other travelers took pictures of scenery, but he took pictures of people.

Zhang Weidong captured many, many people with different expressions, some hurried on their way, some were in a daze silently, in the vast world, each had their own joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys.Until the gentle face appeared in the lens, wearing glasses and sitting on the bench reading the newspaper, the petals swirled and fluttered down, and landed on the gray and white hair, he pressed the shutter hard, and captured the whole scene People who want to shoot.

The sound of the shutter came to the man's ears, he raised his head, and was stunned for a long time: "Why are you here?"

Because you are here—of course Zhang Weidong would not say such a thing, he pretended to meet him by chance, showing a surprised expression: "I came to Daban for tourism, I didn't expect to see you here, are you also a tourist?"

"Yes." Xiao Jun folded up the newspaper, patted the bench under him: "How have you been recently?"

Zhang Weidong sat down according to his instructions, put his hands on his lap cautiously, his eyes were clear, and he scrutinized this man inch by inch like a knife. It took him a long time to say: "Well, it's good...how are you doing?" ?”

Xiao Jun replied: "It's also very good."

The two fell silent and looked away at the same time.

Zhang Weidong dug his palms with his nails. He couldn't hold back his words, so he asked directly, "Why do you have more gray hair?"

Xiao Jun said, "Because I am old."

Zhang Weidong did not accept his statement: "Old man! Do you have some kind of disease?"

Xiao Jungu shook his head and smiled: "You don't necessarily have to be sick to get old. I just see through many things and understand what is good and what is bad. I shouldn't impose my own ideas on others, and I shouldn't make things difficult for others. Many things are doomed from the moment they happen, like sunrise and sunset, which cannot be changed by hard work. I know how small I am, and I can only let go when it’s time to let go. That’s why I’m old.”

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and looked at his watch: "It's almost time, I have to pick up someone, so let's go first."

Xiao Jun put down the newspaper again, stood up, and took off the petals behind Zhang Weidong's ears: "Nice to meet you, take care."

He walked to the exit of the park, waited for a while, and waited for Lin Zhiyuan who came in a hurry, and the two talked and laughed and left together.

Because Xiao Jun didn't look back, so he didn't see Zhang Weidong standing silently where they had just stood, with desolation in his eyes.

He can't tell Xiao Jun so clearly, I came all the way here just to see if you are still alive.

Unpredictable things happen in the sky, and people have misfortunes and good fortunes—that kind of feeling of knowing the news of Xiao Jun's death from other people's mouths or from the news after the fact, he tried it once, and he definitely doesn't want to try it a second time.Thousands of people die from accidents every day. Although he has returned to four years ago, will accidents never happen again?He really has the ability to rewrite the book of life and death?He wasn't sure, so he was always restless.

Zhang Weidong bit his finger.

He suddenly became unhappy, and spread his grievances on the newspaper, rubbing and rubbing: "I'm only pretending to be a saint now, why did you go earlier?"

Then he thought of a very serious question: "It's very cool of you to pat your ass and leave without saying anything, but I have worked so hard to save you, is it possible that I am looking for guilt for myself? Damn me What a fool!"