July 8th, Sunday, Little Heat.

Nancheng, Shanmu Street Binjiang resettlement area.

The dark sky is like a layer of dirty cotton wool.

The raindrops were like black ink, flying horizontally in the air, hitting the ground, hitting the window, making crackling sounds.

A few old camphor trees swayed, sprinkling branches and leaves all over the ground. The flowing water flowed into a stream on the ground, gathered into a river, and pushed forward with a rush.

A faint blue butterfly stopped at the old railway intersection outside the wall. It was filled with a faint blue light, as if it was not concerned about the storm in the sky. It flapped its wings from the weeds on the side of the railway, flew over the low wall, and flew to the four-story low building, and flew past the yellow flower pot with small cactus planted by the windowsill, falling on the gray glass window. The glass was like circles of water rippling, and the butterflies flew in.

In the house, it was quite neat and in the small room, there was a bed and a computer desk, with an old desktop computer on it.

Outside is the living room, dim light shining on the yellowed mottled walls, and a shabby red painted square table with some fruit on it.

"Old Jiang, let's go first." In front of the living room, a boy wearing a white T-shirt walked out of the door, "Be careful at home and contact me if you have something to do."

Behind him is a short-haired girl of the same age, and a man in his thirties.

The girl also said, "I will bring you a box lunch. Remember to eat it while it's hot."

"Thank you." The weak boy wearing glasses in the house waved his hand and watched the few people leave.

In the dim and dirty corridor, the boy saw a few people going downstairs and disappeared below the corridor. Then he went back to the room and looked at the cramped room and the fruits, snacks and other items sent on the table, and was a little stunned.

The boy's name is Jiang Yang. Since he fell into a coma due to a strange disease a few years ago, Jiang Yang has almost rarely gone out.

The hospital diagnosed that there was a foreign body in the brain, and it was initially inferred that it might be a brain tumor.

However, I have been here for two years and there is no big problem. I just often feel my hands and feet are sore and weak, and I can't even walk too far.

And once you are overworked, your eyes will turn black and even fall into a coma.

So in the past two years, he was at home and sometimes in a better condition, so he wrote books at home. After saving enough to publish on the website, he could make some money and subsidize his family.

In the past two years, the class teacher occasionally brought two classmates to visit, that is, the two who just arrived.

The boy's name is Zhou Yi, and he is one of the few friends of Jiang Yang. He met when he entered school in the first year.

Zhou Yi is very righteous. After Jiang Yang's accident, he has to help with many things. Perhaps the only thing that makes Jiang Yang not very satisfied is that this person is too outstanding.

He has a good family condition, excellent academic performance, and a company at home. He also looks like a type that is very popular among girls. Lao Zhou seems to be unable to tell any shortcomings.

So Jiang Yang said he was not satisfied, but he actually just said it and joked. After all, Lao Zhou's character is really nothing.

The girl is the class monitor, named Zhang Tiao. Jiang Yang feels that every time Zhang Tiao comes to visit him, he is just due to his conscientiousness and responsibility for the position of class monitor.

However, over time, it became more familiar. Moreover, Zhang Tiao was really nice to him and sometimes brought him snacks and food.

In fact, Jiang Yang doesn’t want to bother the class teacher and his classmates, but often there is nothing he can do about it.

Because of his situation, there are indeed many difficulties, and sometimes, he has to accept help from others.

In the past two years, except for these people, Jiang Yang rarely saw anyone else.

In the past two years, Jiang Yang has discovered an interesting thing, that is, although his movements are limited, his brain uses have no effect, and instead seems to be even more enlightened.

In addition, he has been at home for the past two years and has not left his home, which has instead strengthened his use of his brain.

He even asked him to summarize a very efficient and quick observation and memory method.

He can use his own method to mess up hundreds of identical disposable cups, and then find one of the specified ones in a minute by distinguishing the extremely subtle differences between each cup.

You can also find the only difference among hundreds of the same patterns at a glance.

Not only that, he can also remember a Chinese textbook and even every illustration in it in this way.

Similarly, he can remember many things through this ability.

It is precisely because of this reason that I have been at home after I have been off school in the past two years, but I have not missed my homework at all. Instead, my academic performance has improved by leaps and bounds and I have become the top student in the class.

In the past few months, Jiang Yang has basically been in this residential community with only a few four-story bungalows. The farthest place he has been to is probably the convenience store at the entrance of the community.

The only thing that can be used to pass the time is the old computer in front of you.

Jiang Yang occasionally uses it to play some games to adjust his mood, but after all, the game is virtual after all, and the ability to adjust is very limited.

Every day, I just face this cramped small bedroom and this old desktop computer. Such time is like a stinky ditch filled with dead objects in the long river of time, emitting a rotten odor, which is disgusting and even more disgusting.

If this continues for a long time, he will be worried about whether he will have any psychological problems.

At this time, Jiang Yang was sitting in the living room and picked up the lunch box and snacks on the table. Although he was really embarrassed sometimes, he had to say that it was really a rare and happy thing to be able to see him every week.

When the lunch box was opened, an attractive fragrance floated out of the food box. Beef and chicken legs were all my favorites.

Usually, Jiang Yang is really reluctant to eat this kind of food. Everyone is always so kind to him, and Jiang Yang is very grateful.

But the only thing he can do now is to live a good life and not to worry everyone.

At this time, he was really hungry, so he picked up the food box and started eating.

By the time we finished our meal, it was about six o'clock.

He returned to the room and sat at the computer desk.

The computer was on, and the light flashed, printing his glasses flashed.

Dingdong!

At this time, Jiang Yang saw a penguin's avatar jumping in the lower right corner of the computer.

It is the school's class group.

"Did you have read the news recently? The official confirmed the matter of the spirit holder. It is true! Our school also has it!"

"How is it possible? Not all the official has proved it, is it a rumor?"

"Don't believe in rumors or spread rumors."

"Don't believe in rumors, don't spread rumors1."

"What's the rumor that is not rumored in a new game?"

"Fuck, according to the latest news, there is a different world over there, and the spirit-bearing person is a time traveler."

"This is so awesome! It's really time travel!"

"It's true. My relative works in the Nancheng City Government. It is said that three spirit-bearing people are in our class!"

"Is this relative you mentioned true?"

"I saw the people from the oranges going to Li Yunpeng's house today. His mother said that it was the matter of the spirit-bearing person."

"Damn it? Really? Is this guy a spirit-bearer? @Li Yunpeng. I said why didn't this guy come to class a few days ago?"

"Why is that one who holds hair?"

"How come I have no education, I can go all over the world with just one word!"

"Does Teacher Ning know? @小有情大彩地彩地."

Li Yunpeng and Jiang Yang seem to have some impression of him. He is a tall and thin boy in his class who loves to play basketball and often sees him on the basketball court before.

He is a spirit-bearer? I don’t know whether it is true or false, but the three of them should be fake in our class, so how high is the probability?

Jiang Yang quietly looked at the quickly jumping information in the class group. He rarely spoke in the group, but he liked to watch his classmates chat and occasionally learned some new things.

What they are talking about is a recent major event exposed on the Internet.

The spirit-bearing person is talking about a strange incident in the past month.

It is said that some people will see a dark blue butterfly during the morning night.

Those who see this spirit butterfly will go to a brand new, unknown world.

Start a new life!

This incident was circulating on the Internet, and there were even many real stories. However, before that, most people thought that such a bizarre thing could not be true, it could only be a rumor.

There were even many rumors to refute. Some people said that it was just a new game released by a certain factory, which caused a lot of advertising. Some experts said that the people who had seen the spirit butterfly and traveled through time were likely to have taken some kind of hallucination items or even a new type of D-type product, and suggested reporting it.

But soon someone posted some items brought from another world on the Internet, which instantly slapped the face.

Not long after, the post about items in another world was inexplicably deleted.

But this matter is so big that many people actually speculate that there should be such a thing, but it is just lacking official proof.

Jiang Yang's fingers were typing on the keyboard, bytes were dancing on the computer screen, and a big blue butterfly was flying.

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