The gorgeous neon lights highlight the glory of the Oriental Pearl. The bungalows on the Bund make people confused in this city. The dazzling light on the Huangpu River reflects the vicissitudes of the hearts of countless hard-working people.

Walking by the river, the cold wind blows.

"Huh, this year has just passed, but it's really cold." A young man in his 20s stood by the river and looked at the stars in the sky and muttered to himself. The boy was wearing cheap and simple clothes, a khaki cashmere coat with a white sweatshirt, a pair of sky blue jeans and unknown brand sneakers. Looking at his very young face, how inconsistent his deep and vicissitudes of eyes, the big boy was named Gu Ning.

The young man then walked forward. It was the early morning of New Year's Eve, and the entire street was deserted and there was no way to see its prosperity in the evening.

After walking for about ten minutes, an old man in gray clothes, covered in white hair but red face sat next to the street. In front of him was a piece of linen cloth, with a book that looked very age-like and a pendant that looked very tear-like.

Gu Ning walked to the old man's stall: "Wow, uncle, it's the New Year, I'm still setting up a stall here so late!"

The old man smiled kindly at him: "Haha, how about it, let me get off work early."

I looked at the old man inadvertently, and for a moment I felt like I was in the universe. Stars floated by the sky. In a daze, I saw the old man's smile again, and felt that the experience just now was very unreal, which should be an illusion.

Gu Ning picked up the ancient book on the stall and looked at it. It looked like it was a little old and nothing special. Finally, he smiled: "The Eternal Sword Book is all the 21st century, so how much is there in martial arts? On New Year's Eve, you go home early. How much is the price? I bought it."

The old man still stared at Gu Ning with a smile on his face, squinting his eyes with deep meaning, and suddenly said, "Young man, I'm waiting for you, the one who is destined to be, you can take away the things."

Gu Ning suddenly felt that this was an old man with a strange temper. Although he didn't believe in martial arts or something, no one had ever had a martial arts dream of being a hero. He picked up the thing and wanted to leave, but after thinking about it, he turned around and left two red tickets: "I'm leaving, uncle, you go home early for the New Year."

After walking for more than twenty meters, when I looked back, the old man disappeared, as if he had never been here before. Gu Ning looked at the pendant in his hand and the "Eternal Sword Book" and his pupils contracted, and he was afraid: "Hiss, it's really a terrible collision. I'd better go back quickly." Thinking of it, he also accelerated his pace.

"Huh, that old man is really strange, he disappeared out of thin air! How could he encounter such a thing during the Chinese New Year? It's a bit unlucky..." Gu Ning, who had just walked out of the street, was thinking about it. He thought that the old man had not yet walked out of the trembling feeling, and walked towards the front in a uncertain mind. Some time later, a truck in front and eight behind him knocked him out, and Gu Ning instantly fell into a pool of blood.

A middle-aged man who looked about 40 years old walked out of the truck, dressed in work clothes, but had the temperament of a superior, not like a truck driver. The middle-aged man walked to the side of the street, took out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from his pocket, and lit one.

The middle-aged man spat out a smoke ring and said to himself: "Huh, this year's performance has met the standards." As he said that, he turned around and walked into the darkness. The truck with four fronts and eight backs suddenly disappeared.

In the winter, on the cold oil cypress road, Gu Ning looked at the stars in the sky and wanted to reach out to grab it, but his consciousness gradually blurred: "I didn't expect that I would die. I have only lived for 24 years, and I haven't lived enough."

In the rejuvenation before his death, Gu Ning recalled his life again. There were so many things he couldn't remember, and how clear it was at this moment.

I have never seen my parents since I was born and grew up in an orphanage. Fortunately, the orphanage gave me the warmth of my family, but it also lacked true fatherly and maternal love. At the age of 14, I worked to support myself while going to school, and envied my peers around me for being loved by my parents.

Ten years of hard study have received a Fudan admission letter that is simply unaffordable. Although he is studying and working, he is still just an ordinary person. Because working has also affected his studies, he can only do nothing for his whole life and be an ordinary social animal. Now he thinks that such a life is also good, at least much better than the feeling of disappearing life at this moment.

Until the end, crystal tears left behind the corner of Gu Ning's eyes, "I hope I can live a better life in the next life." Just as Gu Ning gradually lost his vitality, the pendant held in his left hand emitted a dazzling light and penetrated into his heart. The stars in the sky became brighter and brighter, and everything around him seemed to be still. Gu Ning's body was also shrinking, and finally returned to his infancy.

The blood-stained "Star Sword Classic" also turned into rows of Song-style characters, and a stream of smoke penetrated into Gu Ning's mind. The brighter and brighter around it, it was originally dark, but now it was like daytime.

When the light slowly faded away, Gu Ning, who had flowed back into a baby, disappeared, and the surroundings slowly recovered, leaving only the pool of blood on the ground.
Chapter completed!