[Jinjiang Exclusive] Life is as bright as a song

Qihai City was exceptionally lively at night, and the passionate atmosphere between people involuntarily brought Yang Yan's thoughts back to several years ago.

The icy drink was placed next to the barbecue kebab plate, and the collision of the coolness and the heat left water droplets on the bottle wall - as clear as the tears of twelve-year-old Yang Yan.

Yang Yan seldom cried, and seldom cried so loudly.

She didn’t cry even when she was beaten till her head was bleeding;

I didn’t cry even when my self-esteem plummeted to the bottom after being scolded;

I didn’t cry even when the neighbors in Yangjiao Alley pointed at me;

I didn’t cry even when I was betrayed by my friends who didn’t understand what was going on.

But when he met his mother after school one day and saw someone throwing a plastic bottle high up and then hitting the woman on the forehead, Yang Yan rushed over and punched the giggling high school student in the face in front of everyone.

She cried and beat the guy at the same time, which scared many people passing by.

For Yang Yan, his mother is everything.

She would hold little Yang Yan tightly in her arms when she was abused by her father. She would fight for the custody of little Yang Yan with all her might when she mustered up the courage to divorce. She would do everything in her power to send little Yang Yan to school and let him study until college.

A mother is not born strong, nor does she become flawless after becoming a mother.

But for Yang Yan in his childhood, his mother was everything.

Even though she is not perfect or strong, everything she has done for little Yang Yan is unforgettable enough for her even now that she has grown up.

“…That’s why I can’t understand it even more.”

The hot wind blew away her slightly dazed murmurs, and the scene before her brought back the warmth of the past countless times.

Celebrate her birthday, celebrate her promotion, be happy for her first time getting first place in the class, be happy for her learning to cook her first dish.

Obviously, mom was so free before, and she taught the young bird under her wings what it meant to "fly freely under the blue sky."

Why do we have to break the wings of a little bird that is about to take off and put it in a cage again?

It's not because she no longer believes in love - although her current environment can indeed give her a realistic blow to her worldview, but she has watched a lot of movies, and maybe the most beautiful love in the world really does exist.

But it couldn't be her.

Since the age of twelve, Yang Yan has only been fighting for his mother and himself.

However, not long ago, the goal that Yang Yan was fighting for was ruthlessly shattered by his mother herself.

Although it sounds childish, Yang Yan really thought at the time that

Well, it seems that there is nothing left to remember about this world.

Now I think about it, was I too irresponsible? I really have to live on... even though the outcome is already a foregone conclusion.

Yang Yan raised his right hand, held the bottle of iced drink high, and gently hit it against the wall of the bottle placed opposite him.

"Cheers!"

She smiled, rarely without any sarcasm, and then took a big sip.

The bubbling orange drink burst in my mouth and then hit my stomach hard, giving me a feeling of both pleasure and nausea.

Luo Shiqin, who seemed to be eating skewers all the time and was particularly interested in the atmosphere of the night market in human society, was actually refreshing the book of abnormal life above Yang Yan's head. She refreshed the book of life more than ten times before slowly spitting out the next chapter update.

Although it is a free article, for Luo Shiqin, who is temporarily reading from the perspective of a reader, it is not excessive for the author to update as many chapters as he wants!

The donkeys in the production team can't take such a long break! (×)

Hurry up and update! (×)

Let’s get back to the topic.

After reading the latest update of "Bury Me at 21", Luo Shiqin finally realized something.

Although Yang Yan does not seem to have any mental problems, he actually has serious problems.

This condition looks similar to depression, but cannot be effectively treated by certain types of drugs.

"Hollow disease".

Empty-heartedness: Value defects lead to psychological disorders among some college students, and this is called “empty-heartedness.” *[1]

Yang Yan was not struck or tortured by any great disaster. She had her own persistence and goal - to protect her mother and herself.

This can be seen from the fact that the author has repeatedly changed the title of his book "Life".

From the author's perspective, the author who created the character 'Yang Yan' did not choose the more familiar depression as the protagonist's defect, but chose the lesser known 'setting' of 'empty heart disease'.

Perhaps, in the era when the author of Different Space lived, people with symptoms of "empty heart disease" accounted for the vast majority of society?

What kind of world would that be?

Sure enough, five or six minutes after reading the latest chapter, Luo Shiqin's constantly refreshing fingers finally showed her the corresponding comment section.

[Ah, this...it is this]

[Is hollow heart disease considered a hot topic?]

[I feel so bad. Why do I feel like reading it and not wanting to read it after reading more than 600 chapters...]

[Sister Yan’s situation is not completely empty-hearted, right? After all, she still has her mother, and she still has the value of living]

[Haha, Chapter 619 is gone haha]

[I am so happy, I got stabbed by a knife again]

[In fact, I also want to ask, what is Yan's mother thinking, it is impossible that she will go back in time as she grows older, right?]

[Isn't it the choice of most parents to lock their children in a bird cage of their own careful construction?]

[The love they gave was just right, not a cent more and not a cent less]

[The hollowness caused by lack of values, then Sister Yan just needs to make up for it, right? Right?]

[It’s easier said than done. Besides, given the living environment that Sister Yan has been in since she was a child, what else is there for her to work hard for besides her mother?]

[I don’t even care about myself]

[Ah... the cherry blossom forest of my dreams]

In the following comments section, everyone was sighing about the dreamlike cherry blossom forest. Readers who didn't know the truth would sigh and say what kind of missionary scene this was.

At this moment, Luo Shiqin developed an extremely strong interest in the authors and readers of Alien Space.

I have written articles about chasing wives to the crematorium, which are very popular even now, and articles about morbid otaku counter-attack strategies that can land you in jail. Just when Luo Shiqin's impression of the Alien Space platform remained as an "improper platform", there appeared ironic articles promoting warmth and family affection, as well as dual-perspective articles that promote freedom and reject stereotypes.

So what kind of platform is this, and what era is it?

But now is not the time to think about another world. Luo Shiqin focuses her attention entirely on Yang Yan.

During these two days of being together, the ink stain on Yang Yan's life began to fade very quickly, but for some reason, it stubbornly maintained the remaining ink stain.

It was like in Yang Yan’s heart, no matter how happy he was now, when he calmed down and thought carefully, he would still feel:

It's not impossible to leave.

So what will happen to Yang Yan when Luo Shiqin really has to leave?

Of course she could just pretend she didn't see or hear anything.

but……

Luo Shiqin finally sighed in her heart.

Perhaps this is why her previous novels lacked appeal—no intense conflicts to watch, no traditional family reunions that could be predicted at a glance…

In the end, I don't want to see a tragic ending.

At least I don't want to see the sad ending that is everywhere in reality in something as fantastical as a novel.

The aquarium opened at 10 a.m. the next day. The two strangers finally gave up the struggle after being led into a deep alley by a crooked map.

Yang Yan raised his head and looked at the tall residential buildings, the smile on his face froze a little.

"Are you still going?" LL, who had been following her, said calmly, as if it didn't matter to her where they were.

Yang Yan sighed, then put away his phone and calmed down, "A true warrior dares to face the bleakness of life."

"Brave Yang Yan can also go straight to the scenery besides the aquarium!"

LL: "As expected of a working person, you have mastered the skill of self-comfort to the highest level."

Yang Yan: ...

Yang Yan had been surrounded by steel buildings in the city, but he did not feel so depressed when he was surrounded by red brick low and high residential buildings in the small city of Qihai.

The city of Qihai gave her the same warm and familiar feeling as when she was a child and nothing had changed.

She raised her head and saw the blue sky and white clouds like an oil painting through the bulging gaps between the floors.

"How is it?" LL, who was standing next to her, raised his phone. With a click, the perfect picture froze on the screen. "Is it beautiful?"

Yang Yan: "Very beautiful."

She once again took a careful look at the sky above her head:

The red walls and the blue-white sky, with occasional green plants climbing up, add a touch of brightness that belongs to life.

"Very beautiful." She repeated it many times, and the corners of her mouth rose involuntarily, "Really beautiful."

“The aquarium has its own beauty, and the old streets and alleys also have their own beauty of humanity and nature.”

Yang Yan said regretfully: "It would be better if I could draw."

A frozen picture was placed before her eyes, and the calm voice of death was in her ears. "Is it not allowed to take pictures?"

Of course you can take pictures.

but……

“I can’t find anyone to share it with,” she said with a smile. “If I could paint, I could keep it to myself.”

The Grim Reaper's eyes were calm as he looked over to the side, but when those black pupils looked over at him, Yang Yan was also startled.

It was as if she saw everything clearly.

“Being yourself is a great thing.”

LL spoke slowly - strange, are all the gods of death like her? There is a kind of slowness, a peaceful beauty, whether alive or dead.

“But sometimes, it can be for other people.”

Yang Yan rejected it subconsciously: "That's too tiring."

LL did not answer. Instead, for the first time, he looked at her with a complicated look: "That's a very straightforward answer."

"Thank you?"

"Does this count as a compliment..." Death sighed for the first time, "From childhood to adulthood, have you done anything for yourself?"

Yang Yan was extremely strange.

But she thought about it and answered:

"I worked hard to earn money for my tuition, and I learned to cook so that I could avoid ordering takeout. I also worked hard to earn money and tolerate the decisions of my brainless boss with a brain capacity of 1g? Do these count?"

Luo Shiqin: …

The last one sounds a bit off, Yang Yan.

She opened her mouth and was about to say something when she smelled a very strong and unpleasant smell above her head.

"It's on fire!!! Come and put it out!!!"

Not far away, on the fifth floor of a residential building, thick fog was coming out from the cracks in the window. The uncles and aunts who were fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans looked up and shouted loudly.

"Call the police!"

[1] Encyclopedia

First of all, thank you for your concern. Good health is the most important thing!

I would like to explain the reason for the leave application that was suspended yesterday morning. I hope you guys can take better care of yourself through this case:

Breaking the routine, staying up late and drinking five or six cups of ice cream a day for three or four days in a row, eating at irregular times, and not eating for 20 hours before the stomach and abdomen pain

Anyway, the result was that I had stomach and abdominal pain from the moment I woke up in the morning and it lasted until the afternoon when I felt better (of course, it got better in the middle so I didn’t go to the hospital for treatment, ). The body can’t recover all at once, so I have to take it slow. I will be more careful~

I hope you can treat yourself well! Be more caring, considerate and loving to yourself!

Regarding the extra chapters, I will try my best to catch up within the scope of my health! Today's update is normal, and there will be no extra chapters in the evening. For the sake of the author and the health of the followers, the extra chapters will be at 12 noon in the future. If there is no extra chapter after that, then there will be no extra chapters for the day. (Also, the enthusiasm of the followers is too hot... It's only been a short time, and I owe so many extra chapters... Orz)

This chapter drops fifty small red envelopes~