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Chapter 1 He Has Legs Again

Chen Yan sat in the classroom, looking blankly at her own legs.

It is normal for a person to have legs, but he should have no legs, at least not the right leg, because he was amputated.

Cut twice, once from the knee and once from the thigh.

A car accident falling down a steep slope caused his leg to be broken. Although the operation went well, he was infected with a drug-resistant bacteria from unknown sources after the operation. The wound was gangrene, and the high fever persisted.

Of course, he did not live after the amputation. He lay in the ICU for more than half a month, and unfortunately died at the age of 30.

So he should be dead... so what's going on now?

He continued to pinch his right leg, which actually still felt like a prosthetic.

The light outside the window was blazing and fresh, his vision was blurred by the stabbing, and his mind was even more in a trance. He wondered why the dead could still hear, see, and even smell the coffee brewed at the same table?

Deskmate? ? ?

He looked up to the side and saw Lin Yanxing.

"..."

Yo, big star, amazing.

When Chen Yan was lying on the hospital bed, he had seen this big star on TV. He was wearing a pair of sunglasses in a dignified manner, and he was trapped in the vast ocean of the people.

At that time, Chen Yan held the oxygen tube under his nose and said to his friend: "Being chased and intercepted every day by... such a person... what does it mean to be alive?"

The friend said with red eyes: "Don't worry about him, worry about yourself. He doesn't have to worry about food and clothing. You should live past the age of 30 anyway...Why do you still look at him? Know him?"

I know each other, I was a high school classmate, and I used to be at the same table, not to mention the friendship of wearing open crotch pants, at least the friendship of sweatpants, but we met once on the bridge.

By the way, is this the Naihe Bridge?

Turning her head forward, Chen Yan saw the desk and the books on it, followed by the teacher, classmates, the hanging fan, the green shade outside the window, the duty schedule drawn on the blackboard, and the inspirational quotes on the white walls on both sides... …

Strange, this is his high school classroom.

Belvedere No.11 Middle School, Senior One (1) Class.

Eleventh Middle School is a key high school in the city, with a high undergraduate pass rate. If he can persist in finishing high school instead of dropping out in the second semester of high school to enter the society, he may be able to enter a good university, such as a teacher's college, such as a police academy. It might be a different scene.

Chen Li kept looking around, like a compass in a chaotic magnetic field.

Not long ago, he was discussing with the doctor about donating his cornea. How did he end up here?

He was exhausted by the infection, and his organs were useless, but his eyes could work.Did the doctor cut his cornea?Can the cornea produce hallucinations?Is it a memory or a dream?

Now that you are dead, why do you have memories?

If it is a dream, is it a dream in front of you?Or is the bleak life of the past 30 years a dream?

In the end, he stared blankly at Lin Yanxing.

He was in class, only Lin Yanxing was standing there, and he hadn't had time to take a sip of the coffee he made between classes.

Lin Yanxing is wearing a sports school uniform with a white background and a blue collar. There is a school logo on the left chest: an open book with the sun rising at [-] or [-] o'clock in the morning. It was commonly known as reading for hitting a ball.

The clothes are the ugliest, but Lin Yanxing just looks better than others.

This man's handsomeness has been famous since he was in the upper grades of elementary school. He was chased by his senior sisters in the third grade in the first grade of junior high school, chased by all the girls in the school in the second grade of junior high school, and his fame spread far and wide in the third grade of junior high school. lively.

He entered the eleventh middle school, and the eleventh middle school was full of people, and there were always people poking their heads at the door of the class or on the stadium.

His mouth was moving, but Chen Yan couldn't hear a sound.

So this is a dream, right?

Chen Yan heard from the grandmother downstairs in the rented house that if you hear someone talking in your dream, then the dream is fake;

This deeply buried memory formed a real dream, and it appeared before his eyes when he died, was it to force him to admit his mistake?

He made many mistakes, but the one who deserved and deserved the most was Lin Yanxing, even though the latter never blamed him a single word.

Lin Yanxing was still wearing short sleeves, so it was still the end of summer in the dream, and it wasn't time for him to make mistakes.

Lin Yanxing actually turned to look at him.

This handsome guy had a big birthday, at the beginning of September, he turned 16 when he started freshman year of high school; Chen Li had a slightly younger birthday, in the early spring of the second year.The two are only about half a year old, but they look like they are several years apart.

Lin Yanxing opened and closed his lips, but Chen Yan couldn't hear him.

He and Lin Yanxing looked at each other for a few seconds, then slowly sat up straight.

Even in his dream, even if it was 15 years late, even if it had been burned to ashes, he still wanted to apologize to Lin Yanxing.

He said softly, "Lin Yanxing, I'm sorry."

Lin Yanxing blinked his eyes, his expression seemed to say "Huh?" Then it changed to "It doesn't matter".

Feeling guilty, Chen Li raised her voice: "Lin Yanxing, I'm sorry!"

Lin Yanxing said, "It's all right!"

This time Chen Yan actually heard it, but it was not very clear, just like a radio station with a poor signal.

Gradually he heard other sounds, such as the laughter of the students, the whistling of the electric fan overhead, and the high-pitched voice of the female teacher.

"Lin Yanxing, have you finished your answer?" the teacher asked with a straight face.

Chen Li understood: I can hear voices, so this is a fake dream.

It doesn't matter if it's fake, he said everything he wanted to say, and died well.

Yes, he was sure he was dead.

Before he died, he typed out the suicide note dozens of times, and he didn’t have the energy to write it down. At the end, he only left two sentences to his mother, to the effect that thank you for your kindness in nurturing me. Let it go.

Say to the brothers who are in need: If you like what you like in my house, you can take it yourself. I will go down below to bless you with a happy life, peace and joy, and remember to burn paper for me on Qingming Festival-burn small ones, and you can’t find large ones. Yes, there may not be a QR code payment over there.

He said to the children who worked under him: I would go back to study if I had the chance. I suffered from being uneducated, and the road was too difficult.

To the stepfather, half-brother and sister who are like enemies:  …

What can I say?Bye bye, you guys have finally seen my jokes for the rest of your life.

But forget it—remember it’s not forgiveness, it’s forgetting—it’s okay to think about it when you’re at this level.

In short, he died, died like a speck of dust, and everything in front of his eyes was vain.

He heard Lin Yanxing say in his ear: "Yes, teacher, this is my point of view."

Chen Yan wondered what his opinion was?Whatever his point of view, it was a dream, and a dead man's dream at that.Since it is a dream, why not add a flower to it?

So Chen Yan stood up and applauded warmly: "Okay, Lin Yanxing said well, I support it!"

The class was silent for five seconds, then burst into laughter.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!"

"Chen Yi, what are you doing?!"

"You two are stupid, aren't you? Hahahahaha!"

Lin Yanxing couldn't help laughing either, his tall body bent down, his forehead resting on the pile of textbooks, he looked like he couldn't breathe.

The female teacher was so angry that her face turned blue, she pressed her hands down and tried her best to maintain order, and shouted sharply: "Then at the same table, is your name Chen Yan? What are you doing?"

Chen Eun said: "I support Lin Yanxing's point of view."

Lin Yanxing stopped laughing at first, but at this moment, he sprayed out again, like a boiling samovar, a series of puffs.

The other students leaned forward, stomped their feet and slapped the table, which attracted the teacher from the next class to come over to see the situation.

The female teacher was full of smoke: "Chen Ren, you stand for me, what did Lin Yanxing say and you support him?"

Chen Yan thought that it doesn't matter what she says, it's all false.

The female teacher was very angry: "I asked him not to read the book and at least tell a little about the meaning of the earth's revolution. He said he didn't know! I reminded him that he could ask his deskmate for help, but you said sorry twice! Then he said that the earth doesn't rotate. , but the other planets in the solar system have rotated, and it seems unkind to not rotate-I just ask such a nonsense, why do you support him? Ah?!"

The classroom erupted into laughter again, and Lin Yanxing was so happy that he almost rolled under the table!

Chen Yante said seriously: "Teacher, what's wrong with this? It turns from it to turn, the bright moon shines on the river."

Lin Yanxing smiled and rushed over to press his shoulder: "Sit down quickly, don't make the teacher angry!"

Chen Li said to him, "I support you."

Lin Yanxing said: "Thank you, thank you, hahahaha!"

The female teacher was really angry: "Chen Yan, you stand in the corridor for me!"

Chen Yan said: "Teacher, I think of you. Your surname is Zhuang, right? You teach geography. In fact, I don't have any impression of you. I just remember that your eyebrows are very thick and thick. Why am I at the border between life and death..."

Lin Yanxing quickly covered his mouth.

Teacher Zhuang roared: "Lin Yanxing, you and him stand in the corridor for punishment!"

Lin Yanxing said "Yes yes yes" and dragged Chen Ren out of the classroom.

Chen Yan pulled Lin Yanxing's hand away and called out: "Mr. Zhuang, you don't need to trim your eyebrows. Really, they are very clear and beautiful!"

Lin Yanxing held Chen Yan in his arms and covered his mouth with both hands.

The noise in the classroom became higher and higher, and the other 1 people in class one (60) of senior high school all put on the posture of bursting their internal organs with laughter. It seemed that they had never encountered such a funny thing in their life!

Teacher Zhuang was trembling with anger, knocked on the podium and screamed: "Quiet!!!"

The people below laughed: "Hahahahahahahaha clear! Hahahahahaha beautiful!"

Teacher Zhuang couldn't bear it anymore, dropped the pointer and left. When passing by Chen Yan and Lin Yanxing, he yelled: "I want to tell your head teacher that without his consent, none of you are allowed to go back to the classroom!"

Lin Yanxing shouted: "Teacher, we were wrong, and we will not dare to do it again next time!"

Teacher Zhuang didn't even look at it, and left in a rage.

Chen Yan stared at Teacher Zhuang's back: "She is still exactly the same as before..."

Lin Yanxing clasped his wrists tightly and said: "You are dead, you actually said her eyebrows to your face, the whole class thought they looked like carbon rods, but you are wrong to say it!"

Chen Yan turned her face away: "The carbon rod is also quite beautiful, natural beauty."

Lin Yanxing had no choice but to say, "Yes, she is beautiful, but are you crazy?"