I'm really immortal

"You...you tell me to jump, I'll jump!" Zhu Juntang heard that, of course she didn't really jump, but took a few steps back, her skirt fluttered in the strong wind, revealing two straight and slender legs. The calf, with the eyes of a girl's curdled milk, exudes a crystal light in the darkness, Zhu Juntang glared at Liu Chang'an: "Are you still human? How dare you persuade someone to jump down?"

"Women are really unreasonable." Liu Changan felt a little emotional. From ancient times to the present, women are generally like this. No wonder the man said that only women and villains are difficult to raise.

"Also, this is the roof of my house! This building belongs to me, what are you doing here?" Zhu Juntang walked over, with his hands behind his back, looking at Zhang An suspiciously, "Are you a thief?"

"I'm not a thief. I'm here to jump off the building just like you." Liu Chang'an looked at her and said.

"Then you're jumping!" Zhu Juntang mocked, but she didn't say that she was just feeling bored and panicked, and had no desire to jump off the building.

"it is good."

After Liu Changan finished speaking, he jumped down.

Of course, Liu Chang'an didn't want to die, it's just that doing this kind of thing would benefit his body and memory, but he didn't expect that the panic dream that he thought he would just become a girl now left traces and was found by others , received a half-text, barely fluent invitation text message.

Liu Changan deleted the text message, and neatly added the mobile phone number that sent the text message into the blacklist.

It's a bit cumbersome, but don't worry about it.

At this moment, Liu Changan had already returned home.

This is a very old house. There must be alleys behind the tall buildings, and loneliness is hidden behind the bustling. The government compound that was very enviable decades ago has been demolished. There are a few buildings scattered around.

In the houses of that era, the ground floor was not a garage, but a utility room. Liu Changan rented out his house and lived in the utility room by himself. Although the living conditions were not very good, he had a stable income. , Occasionally, I can also do odd jobs, such as the 200 yuan I earn today.

Liu Changan on the ID card, except for his slightly mature eyes and demeanor, is not much different from most teenagers of this age. It was May, and the summer in Junsha was scorching, and next month he will participate in the The annual college entrance examination.

Today is not Sunday, nor is it a holiday. Liu Changan skipped a whole morning class simply because of a 200 yuan odd job.

Probably will be talked about by the head teacher Huang Shan, and asked by the tablemate An Nuan again. Liu Changan moved the folding wicker chair out of his utility room and put it in the shade of a tree, made a pot of tea, and prepared to lie down on it. one afternoon.

In the afternoon, there is only such a big water plane tree that grows to block out the sky and the sun. It is the time when the branches and leaves are growing wildly in May, and it casts a cool shade.

Apart from Liu Changan, there are a few other old people who are preparing to spend a cozy and comfortable afternoon in such a posture. There are very few young people living here, and they are basically old men and women who have retired for many years.

He glanced sideways at the nearest old man Qian. His hair had fallen out in bits and pieces, his face was covered with age spots, and his wrinkles were loose. He closed his eyes and remained motionless. It seemed that he planned to spend the rest of his life. Come and lie down like this.

Liu Chang'an turned his head and looked at the sentence in the book: Traveling with a flying fairy in his arms, and dying with a bright moon in his arms.

This is a sentence in Su Shi's "Ode to the Red Cliff", and another sentence written by another writer of the Three Kingdoms is also very good: "The Yangtze River rolls away in the east, the waves wash away the heroes, and the success and failure are turned away. The green hills are still there, and the sunset is red several times. .”

Su Shi has been dead for many years, leaving only some words, but for the countless ants in the endless time, it is already the most beautiful trace that life can leave.

You must know that the vast majority of people have not left any traces in this world, as if they have never been here.

The whole afternoon, Liu Changan did not sleep, but read half of the "Mr. Eight Collected Works", and felt hungry, so he moved the folding chair and teapot back.

He is just nostalgic and reminiscing about the past, but he is not tired of the current life. On the contrary, he is enjoying the present life while reading ancient books, which makes him very comfortable.

Wishing to die is of course just a joke, the longer a person lives, the less he wants to die. In this beautiful or ugly world, there are too many unknowable things that make people wonder what will be waiting for him in the future.

Gently pat the chopped green onion, grind out the aroma, fry the ginger and garlic in the lard, then pour it on the chopped green onion and vegetable leaves, take out the noodles that have been boiled for 3 minutes, not sticky, chewy just right, stir in a bowl When he got up, the aroma was overflowing. After Liu Changan finished eating, it was already dark.

Going out for a walk, Liu Changan’s pace is neither fast nor slow. It’s the rush hour for getting off work, and the streets are crowded with people. Passing through the crowd, he looks at the faces of strangers who are either indifferent, stiff, reluctant, relaxed, or happy. , Liu Changan occasionally felt a little lonely.

Because too many familiar faces, have never seen again.

When he came to the river, there were no white-haired fishermen and swaying black-covered boats in the quietly flowing water. Liu Changan still felt that the poem was very appropriate.

The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter are on the river, used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze, happy to meet each other with a pot of wine.

Who can I meet?Liu Changan sighed secretly.

This was an ordinary day for Liu Changan.

Chapter 4 Leisure

After returning home from a walk, Liu Changan found a text message on the mobile phone he hadn't taken out.

The text message came from my deskmate, An Nuan.

An Nuan is a tall girl. In southern regions like Junsha, girls taller than 1.7 meters are rare. This makes An Nuan very attractive in school, not to mention that she is also the captain of the school volleyball team. and workhorse.

Contrary to most people's impression that female athletes have masculine facial features and muscular body, An Nuan is known as Edibokova Sabina of the High School Affiliated to Shonan University.

Sabina is a very popular volleyball girl in the world, and An Nuan is also a volleyball girl, but An Nuan has not participated in international competitions, and her popularity is not that high. She has a lot of fans on social media. She is Shonan A very popular volleyball girl from the high school attached to the university.

Liu Changan and An Nuan have a good relationship. They are in the same class for three years and at the same table for one year. Besides, An Nuan is really good-looking. People are pleasing to the eye.

"Are you coming to class tomorrow?"

"come."

Liu Changan replied to the text message, turned on the TV, and watched the variety show for a while, feeling a little bored, after all, Liu Changan couldn't understand many jokes based on a special sense of identification with the identity of "star".

Turning to the news program, it is the birthday of an old revolutionary, the only ones left of that generation are not many.

The news is short, but all the names that should be mentioned are mentioned, which makes people realize that these old people are still respected and still have great influence.

It's just that people are also prone to forgetfulness. Except when they are students, they gradually enter the society, start working, and start to face the pressure of life. Many knowledge that is not very helpful to their current work and life will be forgotten, including The history that shouldn't be forgotten, the people who shouldn't be forgotten.

Liu Chang'an laid out the paper, picked up the brush, and wrote a line: "The fairy caresses my head, and the hair will be long-lived."

Liu Changan is still very satisfied with his handwriting. He is not a person with special talent in calligraphy. It’s just that if you practice a lot of calligraphy, your handwriting will not be ugly after all. If you practice more than ordinary people, then Naturally it will look good.

"Xiao Liu, go play mahjong."

"it is good."

There are people shouting outside the door. In the afternoon and after dinner in Junsha, when mahjong is always played, there are many mahjong parlors in the streets and alleys, and some older communities are even more small mahjong parlors.

The popular mahjong in Junsha is called Zhuanzhuan Mahjong. You can only touch it, but you can't eat the cards played by others.

The people who play mahjong here are all old people, 1 yuan for a cannon, and 2 yuan per person for self-touching, which can be said to be quite small. Since ten years ago, the custom here is such a small mahjong. It has also stagnated, and is not affected by the external economy and prices. After all, it is just entertainment.

"It's Xiao Liu, you should be less foolish."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, when I was his age, I was much stronger, and now I'm still growing stronger."

"You old man, when you were young you couldn't afford to wear pants and you played mahjong!"

Liu Changan sat down and played cards unhurriedly. The old people played mahjong slowly, grasping the cards slowly, pondering for a while, then picked up a little bit, looked hesitantly at the cards just played by the previous family, and then Think for a while, put the cards back, look at your own cards, then look at the cards on the table, think about it, grab the cards back again, look at them, take them back slowly, and carefully organize yourself After looking at the cards on the table, he hesitated for a while holding a card, then picked and picked, and finally played another card, watching the expressions of other people nervously, and then let go with a little nervousness. Hand, no one is playing cards, this is finally at ease, no cannons were fired.

Young people probably don't have the patience to play mahjong with the old people, and only Liu Changan can be so calm and calm, as if he is a member of the old people, synchronizing their movements, slowly and calmly.

After playing all night, Liu Changan won 20 yuan, which made one of the old men feel aggrieved. He muttered that Liu Changan had won him at least 50 yuan this year. He counted the games in which Liu Changan had won him in his memory, and wiped the corner of his mouth. The foam overflowed, and then I forgot what I was going to say, and finally I could only give Liu Changan an angry look, and made an appointment to fight again next time, and I must win Liu Changan's pants.

Where does anyone make pants now?The pawnshop only accepts what can be sold, Liu Changan smiled.

When I woke up in the morning, the light of dawn could not be reflected in Liu Changan's room. Liu Changan still got up on time and went out for a run.

When passing by Baolong Center, he saw a girl named Zhu Juntang from a distance, looking around idly by leading a black Rottweiler. Liu Changan thought about changing his running route in the future.

After returning home and having breakfast, Liu Changan rolled up the writing he wrote last night, put it in a cylinder and sent it as a courier, and then went to school.

Liu Changan's school is the High School Affiliated to Shonan University. It is a national key middle school directly under the Hunan Provincial Department of Education. It's not uncommon to miss a whole day of school.

The head teacher, Huang Shan, was at the school gate, as if he was waiting for him.

"You said you skipped class yesterday just to earn 200 yuan?" Huang Shan looked at Liu Chang'an incredulously, "Aren't you a little confused about the importance of 200 yuan compared with the college entrance examination that will affect your life?"

If it wasn't for the second semester of the third year of high school, if it wasn't for the college entrance examination soon, Huang Shan would have asked him to copy the school rules ten times.

His explanation was that someone gave him 200 yuan to work?Compared with the college entrance examination, which is related to the whole life, what is 200 yuan?

"200 yuan is a lot, and I will review and do questions at home afterwards." Liu Changan said apologetically.

Huang Shan knew about Liu Chang'an's family situation. Considering that although he had always been not so quiet, he was definitely not a good student with rules and discipline, but his grades were not bad. Huang Shan didn't bother to talk to him. They will pay more attention to their psychological conditions and physical health, and will not be as strict as the first and second grades, so as not to increase the pressure and negative emotions of students.

Although it is a signature high school in southern Shonan, the key middle schools in Junsha are almost the same as our school in terms of teachers and enrollment rates, and even surpass it. The school's college entrance examination performance pressure this year is also quite high.

To put it bluntly, only the entrance rate of the college entrance examination, the admission rate of prestigious schools at home and abroad decides everything, and the college entrance examination is approaching, for students like Liu Changan who can stabilize the admission rate of prestigious schools, Huang Shan does not intend to care too much with him.

Chapter 5 School

The books and test papers piled up on the desks in the classroom are like a dilapidated city wall. Liu Changan's seat is in the last row, and only the books on his desk are neatly arranged. Most of the test papers are new and clean.

The third-year students of the attached high school live in a separate old teaching building. The environment is quiet and quiet. The classroom is not big but there are [-] people crammed in. In order to save space, except for the single row of seats on both sides of the classroom, the middle is a row of three people. seat.

An Nuan and Liu Changan sat together, next door to Liu Changan was a well-developed fat man named Gao Dewei.

An Nuan sat on her seat, her legs stretched straight, reminding Liu Changan of the compasses commonly used by math teachers. The girl's slender calves were tight, and the calf had a slightly undulating curve, showing no signs of relaxation. The thighs from the knees were round and straight, and An Nuan, who was wearing sports shorts, had a figure that girls of this age were most envious of.

Long legs, thin waist, but no flat chest.

Seeing Liu Changan, An Nuan showed a rather expectant smile, her brows and eyes were full of teasing, "Skipping class without reason, did Huang Shan punish you for copying the school rules?"

"No."

An Nuan was a little disappointed, and said in a low voice, "I accidentally discovered that Huang Shan followed me on Weibo yesterday."

"Isn't this normal?" Liu Changan said casually. An Nuan is the most popular girl in the attached middle school, and she has millions of fans on Weibo. Liu Changan knows that her Weibo is actually her mother. Reasonably, as a senior high school student, I don’t have so much time to manage an online celebrity account.

"Huang Shan also follows a lot of female anchors, I really can't see it." An Nuan said hehe. The reason why she wanted to gossip about Huang Shan was that Huang Shan and her mother were college classmates, so Huang Shan treated An Nuan well at school. Pay extra attention.

"If you are young, you will admire your parents, if you are lustful, you will admire Shaoai, if you have a wife, you will admire your wife, if you are an official, you will admire the gentleman, and if you are idle, you will admire the anchor. Isn't this a normal thing?" Liu Changan said naturally, "Mencius said."

An Nuan burst out laughing, "Then you should be Mu Shaoai who knows lust in this sentence."

"Shaoai is a girl, it's you." Liu Changan glanced at An Nuan.

A faint pink was applied to An Nuan's pink cheeks, and he gave him a blank look, or because the college entrance examination was approaching and everyone was about to break up, Liu Chang'an seemed to be becoming more and more dishonest.

I remember that in the first year of high school, Liu Changan was still a little dazed, as if he was in a daze every day, but he gradually became normal, no different from other students.

"Fat brother, show me yesterday's notes, I didn't come yesterday." An Nuan passed Liu Changan and said to Gao Dewei, not to mention that Liu Changan didn't come to school yesterday, even if he came, An Nuan didn't expect him to take notes In my impression, Liu Changan only wrote some reading notes, but never made class notes.

"Ah, you didn't come yesterday?" Gao Dewei handed over his notes in surprise as if he just knew, "The content of what I said yesterday is quite important, so please take a look, maybe it will be published in this part A big question for the college entrance examination."

An Nuan took the note, saw that Liu Changan didn't seem to care about why she didn't come yesterday, took Gao Dewei's note and hit Liu Changan on the back, Liu Changan stepped back and bumped her to fight back.

An Nuan suddenly felt pain, and lay on the desk clutching her chest, you bastard!

At this time, Huang Shan came over, saw An Nuan's appearance, and asked with concern: "An Nuan, has your fever gone? If you don't feel well, why don't you go back and rest for another day?"

"No need, I'm just a little sleepy, just lie down for a while." An Nuan raised her head and forced a smile.

"Then take care of yourself, if you can't, go to the school doctor."

After Huang Shan finished speaking and left, An Nuan turned her head and blushed slightly, staring at Liu Chang'an angrily.

"I became stronger yesterday, and I haven't gotten used to it. I used too much force just now." Liu Changan said with some embarrassment. Just now, An Nuan turned sideways to take the notes. Liu Changan originally wanted to hit her beating arm, but Unexpectedly, it hit the softness of her chest.

The breasts of young girls are often described as soft, so they are naturally delicate and fragile.

"If it's the story in The Legend of Martyrs, I'll cut it off!" An Nuan remembered the book "Biography of Martyrs" that Liu Chang'an once held.

"I just felt that your chest has an abnormal tactile sensation. It may be a symptom of stagnation of qi and blood caused by high fever." Liu Changan closed the "Zi Bu Yu" in his hand, pressed his thumb on the palm of his hand, and stretched out his palm and said to An Nuan, "I can rub it for you to promote blood circulation and solve abnormal conditions."

"Get lost!" An Nuan picked up the note in her hand and slammed it heavily into Liu Changan's palm without hesitation. She just added a sponge pad to her bra.

After school, An Nuan called Liu Changan to go home with her, but she wanted to practice paddling in the gymnasium for a while, and asked Liu Changan to wait for him.

Liu Changan came to the gymnasium and sat in the auditorium. After a while, An Nuan changed into sportswear and came to the field, waved to Liu Changan and began to practice.

Although An Nuan is the main force of the attached high school volleyball team, their technical level is naturally high. Liu Changan looked at them and felt that there was a big gap between them and the group of girls in the 80s whose goal was to desperately defend the country's honor.

This is an era of entertainment to the death, and everything is entertaining. Liu Chang'an's eyes are also focused on the slender legs of the beautiful girls. Perhaps influenced by An Nuan, the volleyball team of the attached high school also considers appearance when recruiting Worth... not to mention that a high school volleyball team cannot be too professional. The impression that female athletes with masculine features and muscular bodies does not exist in the attached high school volleyball team.

After the college entrance examination, there was a volleyball match. It was the last time An Nuan represented the attached high school to participate in the competition. During the six years in the attached high school, An Nuan had a lot of affection for the volleyball team. She cherished this opportunity very much, so even if the college entrance examination was coming, she would I will spare some time to practice, so as not to let myself become unfamiliar, not to mention that An Nuan believes that proper exercise can keep her body in better condition, and it will only have a positive impact on learning.

Seeing Liu Changan looking around, his eyes seemed to be wandering around other girls besides himself, An Nuan quietly stopped practicing, raised his hand and pointed the racket at Liu Changan.

As the captain, An Nuan still had this bit of strength and accuracy. Hearing the wind, Liu Changan stretched out his hand and firmly grasped the volleyball in his hand.

"It's so handsome!" An Nuan was taken aback, then smiled and clapped her hands. Most people would probably open the ball or avoid it. Few people can hold it so firmly. Although An Nuan didn't use it to the fullest strength, but also know that it is not easy to grasp.

Liu Changan also raised his hand to shoot, and the volleyball flew towards An Nuan.

Thinking about Liu Changan's actions just now, An Nuan was about to move, and wanted to slap the volleyball back.

Halfway through the ball's flight, An Nuan realized that the ball's trajectory was in an arc, and quickly turned sideways and jumped over to block it.

"Snapped!"

The volleyball hit An Nuan's face all at once, An Nuan kicked back a few steps, screamed and fell to the ground, only felt a sharp pain in the nose, and blood flowed immediately.

Liu Changan was stunned for a moment, what does it mean to jump up and block the ball with his face?

Chapter 6 After May comes June

Coming out of the infirmary, An Nuan and Liu Changan went back to the gymnasium to pack their things together. An Nuan changed into black sports shorts with lace trims that wrap tightly around the skin. A blouse and a school uniform jacket, the vivaciousness of a high school girl combined with the sexyness of a tall figure.