Several salesmen shouted in succession, and they were more eager for chengguan to appear at this time.
But forget that they are the ones who broke into the Committee and ordered the urban management not to interfere.
In the subway passage, LinYu smiled and watched the sage take his cane while studying. The sage used to cast magic and learned a little fencing cane. His fingertips danced with the same beautiful colors.
Lin Yuhang let him pretend to be handsome and ignore him.
It’s just an ordinary thin sword that the sage draws his sword after playing for a while.
There is nothing strange about waving it for two times, and I don’t know how to manipulate it. He doesn’t know two tiny archaic characters on the blade.
"Zhang Jian’s" Old Dream "legacy" Lin Yuxing so-called said the truth "not so good, not everyone can"
The sage returned his cane to him. "Where is your teacher?"
"The former teacher is a good man" Lin Yuhang irrelevant answer and gave a sneer "but I look down on him"
"You always say I’m a good man, too." The sage asked almost consciously-"Do you respect me?"
Long eyelashes blinked, and Lin Yuhang pushed back the words without moving. "It’s a sage who respects me."
I don’t know when the sage found out that Wang Dan said this sentence, he suddenly felt very lonely.
Chapter 12 Meng Ye Butterfly Teenager
When Xuechuan’s light consciousness returned to his body again, he found himself at home.
It’s a sunny spring morning.
Mother is cooking lunch in the kitchen, and father reads newspapers and drinks coffee.
The eldest brother, Xuechuan Hui, was busy packing and shouted, "A-guang, are you sure you don’t want your brother to send you postcards?"
And 12-year-old A Guang is correcting the manuscript by the window sill-my father wanted to make Ji a big detective, so he couldn’t hide A Guang’s plaything, but his eldest brother protected him and said that I would like to inherit his father’s career. A Guang, you must stick to your own dream and don’t forget to sign your brother’s name when you become a big detective.
Kwong wanted to be a novelist since he was a child, like everyone in Gu Ye.
The two brothers read the comics of Gu Ye and grew up to be good brothers. Later, they became cartoonists and novelists. Together, they made a famous work and shocked the Galaxy.
Nai’s father ordered detective Xuechuan to do things without heirs.
So Xuechuan Hui resolutely lifted the young dream and hid it in his heart.
Xuechuan Hui is a brother who works hard and is more practical than A Guang Cong.
At the age of one, Xuechuan Hui was able to handle the case independently without his father’s help, and was praised by the police as a juvenile genius detective of Xuechuan family.
There is such a brother, Zhang Yuyi, whose childhood is more free and happy than that of A Guang, and his brother helped him revise the novel outline the night before departure.
Shocked, Xuechuan Guang has remembered that this is the spring of Pingcheng’s thirteenth year. His parents have not divorced, his eldest brother has not died, and his father’s temper is much better than now.
And he just finished his 12 th birthday and took an examination of his father and brother’s alma mater, Luhua Middle School.
It was on this day that the family sent him to school to report that his brother died on the spot after a road accident, and his father became irritable and irritable, and he had to be his father’s last hope.
Later, it was quickly found out that this was a premeditated revenge. In a case, the criminal who was punished by his father got out of prison and found a friend who worked for the strange new star Committee to murder his family.
The observation and caution of Xuechuan White Horse are generally not good for wild magicians, which is why the detective hated this group from now on.
But even if the murderer is arrested and shot, the lost person will not come back.
Later, for many years, Xuechuan Guang always thought that if the dead man was himself, his father would not be so sad and resentful.
Xuechuan Guang has always recognized his father as hating himself.
Because on that day, my brother had an appointment with a friend to go to Sakagawa to soak in hot springs. Before he left, the child came out of nowhere. The strange possessiveness insisted that my brother go to school to see himself wearing the proof of Luhua junior high school. Xuechuan Huicai abandoned his friend, postponed his trip and took that life-threatening trip.
As a result, unexpected trouble was the stupidest and least disappointing to his father.
"Don’t go-"
Xuechuan Guangda shouted that no one could hear him.
He tried to stop the family from going to school today, but no one could see him.
Everything was scheduled to run vigorously on the timeline.
He doesn’t know what state he is now.
He took the newspaper from his father, tore up the manuscript from 12-year-old Aguang, knocked over his mother’s cooking box, threw away his brother’s luggage, and even locked the door and hid his father’s car keys.
However, his family is like a simulated character in life, and how he tries to change them, they are all preset to run in their feet.
They went through the locked door without hindrance. Father easily started the car without a key. A Guang, a 12-year-old, sat in the back seat of the car and was about to shout for his brother.
This scene tormented Xuechuan several times in the middle of the night, with tears streaming down her face.
If only the dead man were himself, who is so stupid that he is qualified to live for his brother?
At this time, a sound snow Sichuan light chest shouted-kill him-to kill the bad boy brother wouldn’t have died.
I don’t know when Xuechuan ran naked to 12-year-old Aguang and killed him. The voice kept shouting and killing him. He was the murderer who killed your brother.
If he dies, everything can be saved.
Xuechuan Guang rushed to the back seat of the car and broke the door, dragging the boy who was laughing and coquetry abruptly.
The teenager resisted as if he had fixed the simulated character program, and his face and smile never disappeared.
It’s disgusting to laugh like that. It’s because he killed his brother!
Snow Sichuan light stretched out his hand and pinched the young neck-
At that moment he saw himself.
To be exact, the cuff links on his shirt wrist reflect his own face.
Xue Chuanguang looked at himself in disbelief-no, that’s not his own beautiful silver cufflinks. It’s an uncle’s face with thick glasses at the bottom of the bottle and unkempt beard. That’s-"Desire is a dream catcher, and everyone is a butterfly in the net."
He remembered the words he had heard from his uncle before he lost consciousness.
It turned out that his deep desire was to kill himself in the past?
Xuechuan Guang let go of the young A-Guang and returned to the car.
The car was started and the family left.
He lost the chance to finally kill 12-year-old A Guang, but he suddenly realized at this time-how could the past be changed!
Time is a long river that never looks back, and no one can go against it.
Just like from birth to death, it will always be a one-way street. The only thing people can do is to look forward and bravely move towards the future with the wishes and regrets of the deceased.
If he kills 12-year-old Kwong, it means that he has killed himself, which is a new sacrifice of rebirth Shintoism.
Snow Sichuan light suddenly remembered the little girl who admired the moon floor and smiled sweetly.
The little girl claimed to be Lin Jun, the manager, and her sister took good care of his daily life. Xuechuan Guang’s shirt was kneeling and vomiting, and it was filthy. He wanted to say that it was good to wash it. The little girl brought her brother’s clothes directly for him to wear.