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Chapter 2. Yan Ruqing (1)

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    Yan Ruqing hated people calling him a "young artist" in his heart.

    But what kind of title they should have for him, he hasn't figured it out yet.

    This is a contradiction, a contradiction that is difficult to resolve between him and everyone.

    He wants them to respect him, but how to respect him is worth pondering, he is not yet a man in his 70s and 80s.

    He hopes that they will take good care of him, but in his opinion, there are not many people he likes. Even if he temporarily mixes with them, he will never disappear among them!

    These people are very vulgar and muddy.

    He is only twenty-five years old.

    Before the age of twenty-five, Yan Ruqing's life was like a cup of warm water, which was clean and transparent without any smell.

    Twenty-five years will be completed quickly, just like pouring a glass of water into the mouth, and it will be swallowed into the stomach. When you are hungry and thirsty, you will calm your anxiety and get satisfied. If you are not hungry or thirsty, this water is dispensable.  Drinking it is just a matter of habit.

    However, Yan Ruqing is mostly neither hungry nor thirsty, and it is often a habitual behavior to pick up the water glass.  Many times, he thought ignorantly, thinking that in the first half of his life, he didn't seem to have done anything, and he didn't have any desires.

    There is a dream that has been repeated over and over again. It started when he graduated from junior high school¡ª¡ª

    He dreamed that he was walking in a forest, and there was a road in the forest, clean and spacious, spotless, so he didn't have to worry about getting lost.

    The trees in the forest are clean and tidy, tall and strong, and the colorful trees seem to have been washed with a brush.

    The strange thing is that the forest is so clean, there is no dust, no shadow of people, no shadow of animals and birds.  Every time he suspects that this is not a real forest, maybe it's just an animation made by Americans, the kind in "Shrek".

    In this dream, the sky is watercolor, the outlines of mountains and trees are round, and the stones seem to be soft, and I am just an animator whose movements have changed in the animation but the expression has not kept up.

    So, he stomped his feet vigorously to see if he could feel it.

    It is true that there is no feeling.

    He patted his face again, but still didn't feel it.

    He went to pick another leaf and put it in his mouth to chew, but he still didn't feel it!

    I want to shout, but I can't, and there will be no one in the forest to answer.

    There was not even air in the forest, he could not feel the movement of air, so he believed that even if he made a sound, there was no breath to carry his voice.

    Now, he believes that he is just an animator. Although he can open and close his mouth, it depends on subtitles and dubbing for others to understand what he is saying.

    Moreover, he does not have expressions, so he cannot truly express himself.

    Such a rush, the desire to get out of the forest helped him, and he flew!

    It turns out that he still has ideas and can rely on ideas to achieve success.

    He saw himself coming to the city.

    To be exact, he reached the sky above the city.

    He was on the top of strange tall buildings, wandering on top of those tall buildings, overlooking the narrow streets in the canyon of the tall buildings, but he just couldn't find the ladder to go down, he couldn't go down, and there were waves of despair in his heart.

    When he was a child, he once went to the top of a tall building to play, and found that such a thin building on the ground turned out to have a spacious roof with a reservoir and dust that seemed to have accumulated for hundreds of millions of years, which was really boring.  very.

    Sister Yan Ruyu was downstairs, she was looking for him everywhere, but she couldn't hear him calling her.

    He was really desperate at that time, thinking that if he couldn't go down after dark, he was going to jump off.

    He didn't feel afraid, he thought, it might be just a moment, or it might be a long process. In this moment or process, he must be flying!

    In this recurring dream, he went from one roof to another, including the top of CITIC Plaza, the tallest building in the city.

    Staying alone in the air, he always feels lonely and hopeless.

    He looked down at the people walking happily on the street, most of them should be familiar.

    He looked carefully, and felt that everyone was both familiar and unfamiliar. Their expressions were blank, and they couldn't hear any sound. He called them loudly, but they couldn't hear them at all, as if he was from another world.

    There is a lot of noise on the street, the sound of the city is like the surge of a huge river, the waves are low, powerful, and never-ending, but the sky above the tall building where he is is empty, silent, and the air is thin

    this dream?Select.

    This moment can change the fate and affect the whole life.

    Investigating it, it turns out that the moment when he Yan Ruqing looked at him was nothing but the look in the eyes of a woman from Guizhou.

    In senior year, the students were in general contact with the outside world and their tutors, preparing to find a job and graduate school, but Yan Ruqing was confused by a mannequin.

    He didn't know her name, nor her history, nor where she came from.

    Just like pouring wine into a wine glass, the strange hand pouring the wine is dangling in front of our eyes, but we will never remember it.

    Her appearance is the most common.

    Although everyone was waiting before she appeared every time, it was not waiting for her, but waiting for the completion of this matter, and there was some impatience to deal with it.

    I'm almost graduating, and whether I can stay in Beijing has caused widespread anxiety. In addition, there are love affairs, graduate school affairs, and going outside to earn money

    Who is still at ease for a long time, facing a mannequin who has no human taste at all?

    As soon as the electronic bell for class rang, she stepped in with brisk long legs.

    Yan Ruqing looked at her wheat-colored tight and beautiful calves, and suddenly thought of the grasshoppers in the southern orchards in autumn. They have such slender legs and such colors, and they shifted their places with a flash like this, and disappeared into the dry grass.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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