[Quick Transmigration] Waking up every day tearing apart Xipi

Zou Yan closed his laptop and began to recall when he met Jian Yuan.

For him, he and Jian Yuan have known each other for 15 years; for Jian Yuan, the name Zou Yan only exists in this parallel world.

He should be Jian Yuan whom he met when he was ten years old.

His father was from this country, but he was born in his mother's country, and grew up amid the pope's encyclicals and nuns' singing. He followed his mother to this strange land when he was ten years old.He hadn't studied the language of this place systematically, he could only understand some daily expressions, and his test scores were a mess when he first came to school here.

There are only two ways people look at him in this place.One is surprise, because he has a face of mixed blood from two countries, and a pair of blue eyes that are very special compared to the people around him.The other is pity mixed with alienation, because everyone thinks he is not smart enough to solve even the simplest arithmetic problems.

He met Jian Yuan when he was moving.

In fact, his house is not far from Jian Yuan's house, just across a small road. Every morning, he can see Jian Yuan pedaling an old-fashioned bicycle hard to go to school.That bicycle was too high for a ten-year-old boy, Jian Yuan had to struggle every time to climb up, Zou Yan was very worried that this boy who was about his own age would fall off the bicycle halfway through the ride , always secretly followed behind Jian Yuan, and sometimes secretly hoped that Jian Yuan would fall, so that he could have a chance to make friends with Jian Yuan.

Jian Yuan rode crookedly, but did not fall off the bicycle until she graduated from junior high school.

He can also meet Jian Yuan when he goes out to feed stray cats.

Jian Yuan's parents were divorcing at that time, so Jian Yuan was either swinging in the park, or sitting at the door of the house doing homework.Later, when Zou Yan went to feed the cats, he would drop by the cake shop to buy a piece of cake and secretly put it in front of Jian Yuan's house, hiding behind the grass in his house to watch the happy expression of the black-haired boy when he found the cake.

But before junior high school, Jian Yuan still didn't know that there was a boy who wanted to be friends with him very much across a small road.

On the day of elementary school graduation, Zou Yan memorized the manuscript in front of the mirror for two hours at home, and then he ran to the black-haired boy sitting on the swing and stammered and asked, "You will go to the junior high school opposite the park in the future." ?"

"Are you too?" The boy looked at his blue eyes in amazement for a while like everyone else, before asking back.

"Me too." Zou Yanchao nodded solemnly to the boy and repeated, "Me too."

Zou Yan was not going to study in that junior high school.His mother was worried about his studies and wanted to send him to an expensive private secondary school.

It took him a year to fully make up for the missed courses, and he began to make friends with others like the people around him, and he was elected as the class president at the beginning of the second year of junior high school.Jian Yuan is in the class next to his, but other than that, they have no intersection.

It wasn't until one night when he was asked by the teacher to copy the test papers in the copy room that he found Jian Yuan locked in the copy room.

This is the second time he talks to Jian Yuan, although it should not be a good memory for Jian Yuan.

Zou Yan accompanied Jian Yuan to sit on the stone chair beside the playground for a while, secretly looking at Jian Yuan's appearance by the dim light.Jian Yuan's figure should be considered too slender among teenagers of the same age, and the school uniform he can wear is too large. Zou Yan looked at it for a while, and couldn't help thinking in his heart how could someone be so thin, so thin The child can still be so good-looking.

Jian Yuan's bangs are much longer than when he was in elementary school, but his parents were busy with divorce procedures, so they didn't notice that their child was becoming more and more silent, and they didn't notice that someone used a basketball on his school uniform. The black mark that was smashed out.

Jian Yuan didn't have much impression of Zou Yan's face, and in the dark, he didn't recognize that the other party was the blue-eyed child before. In the end, he just said in the soft voice unique to teenagers: "Thank you."

Zou Yan looked at his arm, which was not much stronger than Jian Yuan's, and gave a muffled hum as an answer.

He is neither strong nor strong, so he can't protect Jian Yuan at all.

He can't ask Jian Yuan if he can be his friend now, because he doesn't even have the ability to protect him.

He had no way to avenge Jian Yuan, he could only give those people who bullied Jian Yuan a hard look.

Until graduation, the group of delinquent teenagers didn't understand why the monitor of the class next door always looked bitter and hateful every time he saw them.

Another incident happened in the school when I graduated from junior high school, which briefly caused a sensation among the students.

A photo of a student on the mid-term honor roll in the corridor of the third year of junior high school was cut out with a knife, and all the surrounding surveillance cameras were also smashed.It’s really not a big deal, but to do this kind of thing in school is to challenge the majesty of the school. The leaders of several grades in the teaching office worked hard to conduct some investigations, but unfortunately nothing was found in the end .

For others, it is a matter of a photo, but it is different for Jian Yuan, because it is the only photo of him actually smiling when he was in junior high school.

Zou Yan never saw Jian Yuan cry, even when he was locked up in the copy room for five hours, Jian Yuan never shed a single tear in front of him.He could see that Jian Yuan attached great importance to that photo, but after this incident, the other party only occasionally stayed in the blank space in front of the honor roll for a while, without any sad expression on his face.

Jian Yuan's silence made Zou Yan feel more uneasy than crying bitterly, making him feel that he had done something unforgivable.

In fact, he did. He didn't dare to take pictures with Jian Yuan, so he could only use this despicable method to keep the other party's smiling face in his diary.In the following nights, Zou Yan would fall asleep with his diary in his arms, almost in a paranoid state.

[People dream every day.It's hard to tell if the time you're spending right now is your fantasy, and the line between reality and dream isn't clear.So sometimes things that feel like they happened, actually didn't happen. ]

Zou Yan's diary only has such a sentence written on the title page, and everything behind it is blank.

While forcing himself to study advanced academic knowledge, he observed Jian Yuan's life morbidly.

There is not much difference between reality and dream for him.

If Jian Yuan had a car accident in reality, then this reality is not reality, but just a nightmare of his.

If he kissed Jian Yuan in the dream, then this dream is not a dream, but a too illusory reality.

Zou Yan was sitting at the airport in City A holding a Sudoku book, patiently waiting for the plane that Jian Yuan was on to land.

At [-]:[-] in the evening, the reflection of the plane's wings could already be vaguely seen in the clear blue sky.Zou Yan squinted his eyes and looked up like all the people around him who were waiting to pick up the plane, watching the plane slowly approaching with apprehension and joy.

At 32:[-], the fuel tank on the left side of the aircraft leaked.

At 35:[-], the left and right engines of the aircraft stopped running simultaneously.

At [-]:[-], the plane tilted and accelerated its descent. Under the watchful eyes of thousands of people, a violent explosion occurred in the air.

Zou Yan's Sudoku book fell on the ground, but he didn't pick it up.

Black smoke, flames, like flowers blooming, the plane was torn apart in the air, and the fragments of the wings flashed across the eyes of thousands of people like shooting stars.

Like a grand dream.