{Time: February 2, 2001}

{Location: Flower Planting-Qin Province-Hannan City}

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Although there are many conventions of calling people by their names in English, for example, people are generally called by their surname if they are related to each other, and only by their first name when they have a good relationship.

However, they will be used interchangeably in this book for the sake of reading.

Friends who like to pay attention to details, bear with me.

For the sake of recognition, no way.

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For a moment, the plot that flashed through Ning Zimo's mind was like a movie, taking him on a new journey.

But now, the girl nodded to him shyly, as if none of that had ever happened.

Oh, indeed.

Are you reborn?

None of this has happened yet.

The corners of Ning Zimo's lips raised slightly in response to her nod.

The girl looked at him and slightly opened her red lips, "Can you help me get that book again?"

After mobilizing a lot of strength, Ning Zimo reached out and got the book pointed by the girl on the bookshelf.

This time, the book was as high as she could reach on tiptoe.

However, Ning Zimo didn't have much energy to think about the reason behind it.

The girl took the book with her left hand, but stretched out her right hand in front of Ning Zimo, "Hello, my name is Ling Shengnan - Ling from Top Gun, Sheng from Victory, and Nan from boys."

Ning Zimo stretched out his hand with difficulty to hold it with hers, and said calmly.

"My name is Ning Zimo. I would rather bear the Ning of the people in the world, the bullet of the bullet, and the ink of the ink."

Ling Shengnan's expression froze and he forced a smile, "You are such an interesting person."

Smiling and nodding in response, Ning Zimo retracted his hand and turned to pick up the book he had just read from the bookshelf and read through it.

Out of the corner of his eye, Ling Shengnan tilted his head and looked at him for a few seconds. Then he followed his example and stood aside, facing the bookshelf, and started reading.

Five minutes feels like a century.

Finally, someone tapped me lightly on my arm.

Turning his head to the side, Ling Shengnan held the book in front of him and nodded slightly at him again, "I'll just buy this one, thank you."

"You're welcome."

The breeze blows and the people have gone away,

This time, it was difficult for Ning Zimo to suppress the turmoil in his heart.

After waiting for a minute, Ning Zimo sighed and closed the book and prepared to go to the cashier to pay.

But when he was about to reach the cashier, Ling Shengnan's back appeared there again.

Slowing down her pace, Ning Zimo heard what she said to the clerk.

"Sorry, I may have dropped my money somewhere."

When Ning Zimo heard this, he subconsciously dug into his pockets.

The moment he touched the money, he was restrained by his subconscious actions.

some things,

It's so hard to forget.

Ning Zimo could only suppress the discomfort in his heart and walked to the checkout counter.

He handed over the two hundred-dollar bills in his pocket and said, "Let me pay for her, and I'll also check out my book by the way."

Ling Shengnan didn't seem to understand that Ning Zimo, who had been indifferent just now, could behave like this, and stood stunned for a while.

The cashier's eyes scanned the two of them, and finally he took the money and handed back the change and book.

Ning Zimo took what the cashier handed him and separated the books and placed them in front of the two of them.

He turned around and was about to leave, but Ling Shengnan behind him grabbed his clothes.

"Wait a moment."

Ling Shengnan asked the cashier to borrow a pen and paper, leaned down and wrote down a string of QQ numbers before handing it to Ning Zimo.

"Thank you, this is my QQ number, I will return it to you."

Ling Shengnan's stubborn eyes were as determined as she was every time she conquered the bug, and as weak as when she begged herself.

Unable to stand that kind of look, Ning Zimo took the piece of paper with the QQ number written on it.

Turning around indifferently,

I left the bookstore without looking back.

Ling Shengnan held the book and looked at Ning Zimo's retreating back,

I don't know what I'm thinking.

Behind the pile of snow, there was a long series of Ning Zimo's footprints.

Ning Zimo tightened his collar and hat, thinking about something in his mind.

Once in the previous life, Ning Zimo heard such a question from another friend, Lin Changxin.

If you knew your destiny in life, would you continue to live?

Is there any need to ask? If fate is irreversible, you will know every day when you wake up how far you can achieve today, and even the misfortune will appear tomorrow.

So, who still has the courage to live?

So the reason why the future is unclear is because there are infinite possibilities.

As for rebirth, isn’t the greatest significance lies in change?

Change the impossible things in your previous life and make everything better!

When the cold air flowed down the nose and stimulated Ning Zimo's mind, his hand in the bag happened to pinch the paper the girl handed him.

But courage is this thing,

Most of the time it is inspired by the atmosphere,

A small amount of the time it just comes out of habit.

Meet again before the new world,

Is it really because of fate?

But in the end, that fate

Will the two lines still be adjusted separately?

***+***

"You're back, have you had lunch?" Zheng Yawen asked softly while helping his son pat the snow off his body.

When his hand followed his son's shoulder and was about to pat the hat on his head, he paused.

After all, he was his son who had lived together for 17 years. The imperceptible depression in Ning Zimo's mood was easily noticed by Zheng Yawen.

"What's wrong?"

A hand grabbed Ning Zimo's arm, and Zheng Yawen seemed to be able to feel his son's slight body trembling through his clothes.

The mother's soft questioning finally brought Ning Zimo back to her senses. Looking at her concerned expression, Ning Zimo slightly curled up the corners of her mouth to avoid the topic, "Mom, I want to eat bacon, steam some for me.

"

These days, Zheng Yawen saw a completely different son from before.

His serious look is completely different from before, and his energetic state is even more surprising.

Only when I saw him just now, the look on his face was not as energetic as it was a few days ago.

but,

My son is older.

He also has his own little secret.

Since, he doesn't want to tell himself.

Just let him be.

Zheng Yawen raised her hand and patted her son on the shoulder, "If there's anything that can't be solved, you can tell your parents. Mom will steam it for you right now."

Give your son enough free space,
To be continued...