go too far

It is said that when people face death, the memories of a lifetime will quickly flash through their minds.

It's for revolving doors.

Jiang Yu hasn't left work before twelve o'clock for a long time.

The last bus from work to home was at 52:[-] in the morning. For nearly a month, he left work at [-] every day, and then went downstairs to the station to catch the last bus home.

It was only nine o'clock in the evening at this time, and the night was completely dark.He got out of the station, and walked towards his residence under the cold white moonlight and warm yellow light.

The area at the exit of the station was full of noise, and the aunts formed a ten-by-ten square and danced square dances with the speakers on.Going a little further, the roadside snack bar has set up temporary tables and chairs on the side of the street, and the collision of wine bottles and loud conversations are mixed with the smell of oily smoke and nicotine.After going through this long road, the decibels gradually decreased, and it was another completely different tranquility.

The sparsely populated air made the air a bit colder, Jiang Yu gathered his coat and jacket.

As we approached the residential area, occasionally a taxi carrying people passed by quickly. A pure white bichon frizz was peeing on its hind legs by the roadside tree, and a woman on the other end of the leash was talking to another person in a low voice.Beside another tree six meters away, a child less than one meter away was playing with a pinball that was overflowing with light.

Jiang Yu walked past the two people who were talking, with his head slightly lowered, staring at the floor tiles a few steps away in front of him.Suddenly there was a roar from far to near, suddenly piercing the veil of tranquility.Jiang Yu couldn't help raising his head, but the child who was supposed to be not far away disappeared. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw him stepping into the driveway and reaching for the bouncing pinball.

The rumbling sound seemed to be tearing at everyone's nerves, Jiang Yu heard an urgent shout and scream, and the next second was another impact that exploded beside his ears.

After working for too long without exercising, even the body is blunt.

When he staggered, Jiang Yu couldn't help thinking.

There was only a buzzing in his ears, and the warm liquid somewhat blurred his vision.In a daze, Jiang Yu saw the child who was pushed away by him sitting blankly by the side of the road, staring blankly at the strange and inexplicable scene in front of him. He dropped his hand and landed on the asphalt road, stained with blood, and bounced towards Jiang Yu's direction step by step.

The lights of street lamps and car lights intersected and passed through the radiant pinballs, leading to countless misty and blurred lines, which dazzled his eyes.

"Stupid—"

who is it?

He has long stopped letting others call him by this nickname, at least since before graduating from elementary school.

"Fuzzy, are you up?"

"coming--"

In the clean and tidy corridor of a new residential building, a child about three years old is holding on to the snow-white wall with one hand, stepping on the stairs vigorously with his head lowered. When he is about to step on the last two steps of this floor, he sees To another pair of shoes.

The child raised his eyes and looked into a pair of dark eyes that were also staring at him.

Jiang Yu stood in the corner looking at this familiar scene like a transparent person that no one could see, and suddenly realized that he might have seen the legendary revolving door before death.

In front of him was three-year-old Jiang Yu and three-year-old He Lin who met for the first time.

This year, Jiang Yu moved into a new house, upstairs in He Lin's house.

There was another call from upstairs, and the child responded, bypassing the people blocking the road in front of him, wearing the sight of three-year-old He Lin glued to him, and climbing up the stairs again until the door slammed.

The echo echoed in the corridor, like the waves at high tide sweeping all Jiang Yu's senses. He couldn't help closing his eyes tightly, and when he opened them again, the figure in front of him was much taller, and he stretched out impatiently. Pressing the doorbell with an index finger, he shouted: "He Lin, hurry up, we're going to be late."

"I'm coming!"

The voice at the door was muffled.After a while, the door was opened, and a young boy who could already see some handsome features walked out.

He closed the door, rubbed the other person's little head, and pretended to reprimand: "Dumb, you don't call me brother anymore, it doesn't matter whether it's big or small."

"They said don't call me confused!" The impatient young boy patted his hand, brushed his rumpled hair a few times, and retorted as he went down the stairs: "You are only four months older than me, what's the matter?" It’s good to be called brother.”

Out of the corridor door, the sun shines. The 11-year-old He Lin narrowed his eyes, as if he was wronged, and muttered, "Obviously you have been holding my hand and calling you brother..."

Jiang Yu recalled that this was their first day in junior high school.

He and He Lin belonged to the same class, and were admitted to the same junior high school, so as soon as the parents of both parties made a decision, they took turns to pick up and drop off from school.

On the first day of school, Jiang Yu's father happened to pick him up, but He Lin overslept in the morning, almost making them late on the first day of school.

The morning light seemed to exude a unique smell, and Jiang Yu suddenly felt as if he could smell the sweet-scented osmanthus that enveloped the warm sun.

——But just now, he obviously didn't smell anything.

He was stunned, and the two young boys in front of him got into the car from both sides.The shining circle in the east became more and more dazzling. He was about to shed tears. He closed his eyes instinctively. He couldn't help but raise his left hand to cover it. The back of his hand rested on his brow bone. The sharp touch, accompanied by a slight "click".

He tentatively half-closed his eyes, the glare had dissipated, and what he saw was a ball of paper that had been crumpled up indiscriminately. Several large bold characters in the "Chinese volume".

He was stunned again, put down his hands and looked around, and found that he was in a classroom.

— His classroom in high school.

"Hey!"

what happened?

Hadn't he just been hit by a car and was relishing—let's relish—reviewing the memories of his life?

According to the timeline, it is indeed time to go to high school, but...

But why did he suddenly sit in the high school seat by himself?

"Jiang Yu!"

Lai Xu in the front row shouted to Jiang Yu again, he finally came back to his senses and raised his eyes, only to see Lai Xu pouted at the ball of paper.

"Lai Xu! What are you talking about in such a hurry, listen carefully in class!"

It was the voice of the familiar Chinese teacher and head teacher.

Lai Xu said "Okay, okay" twice, and turned his head forward.

Jiang Yu didn't immediately try to tear down the ball of paper.

He closed his mouth and only took a few deep breaths through his nose. The classroom seemed to smell of chocolate milk from a nearby classmate's cup.He stared at the pen case in front of him again, took out a fountain pen, put the tip of the pen on the tip of his left index finger, and pressed down the end of the pen with a little force.

The refill sticks out, leaving a small black dot on the fingertip.

It still hurts.

So why, he was clearly watching the play "Jiang Yu's Life" from the perspective of a bystander, but now he suddenly became a character in the play?

Hearing, smelling, tactile... The Chinese teacher is still analyzing the reading comprehension articles of the monthly exam, and the slightly neutral female voice makes people sleepy as they read the boring words, making people feel as if every second It was broken into two pieces.

— so unusual.

The previous two passages of the revolving lantern clearly passed by in a flash, why is every minute and every second now so clear?

Questions kept popping up in Jiang Yu's mind, he was thinking wildly, and carelessly opened the ball of paper that Lai Xu had thrown to him just now, and saw a few flying and elegant characters - "Look at a pine tree!".

A pine has nothing to do with Wukesong, but because there is a lonely tall pine tree planted by the school playground, everyone jokingly calls it a pine.

Jiang Yu's seat was by the window, and he could see the scene outside the window by turning his head slightly.

At two o'clock in the afternoon in May, it was the time when the sun was at its most violent. People running on the playground took off their coats and wore only short sleeves, and short gray figures jumped on the brick-red track.

It seemed cooler under the evergreen "one pine tree" than other places, and in that shadow, there was a familiar figure.

From this angle, He Lin's face can be seen, but the expression cannot be seen clearly because of the distance.And the girl standing opposite him only left him with a ponytail on the back of her head, wearing a school uniform, so she had no way of knowing who it was.

But Jiang Yu knew.

It's him and He Lin's next class, the first year of No. [-] middle school... It's said to be the top flower.

It turned out to be this time.

Lai Xu in the front row kept looking out of the window, and even stretched his neck when he saw the teacher turn around to write on the blackboard, trying to watch the show more clearly, although it was all in vain.

But Jiang Yu withdrew his gaze.

The accumulated memories gradually surfaced, making him forget for a moment that he was on the revolving door towards death.He stared at the test paper in front of him, trying to squeeze out the redundant memories in his mind with these words that are still boring and obscure.

Even in vain.

Deliberately showing caring, the fuse for evasion is irrepressible emotion.Memories set in, bringing clarity to the past he was trying to leave behind.

It is said that what you see in the revolving lantern will be the memories you care about most.

And he didn't expect that this scene would appear——

This is the very beginning of a love game that should never have happened.