So life still needs to be adjusted, and there is some beauty in it.

Some people say that this is short-term happiness, something similar to spiritual opium, which only makes people happy for a short period of time. In this very short period of time, all worries can be forgotten.

And after this short-term happiness, there are still a lot of troubles. What should come will still come, and what can't be shaken off will still be there.

Everyone understands the truth, but some people can only focus on solving troubles, especially troubles that cannot be solved at all.

Another advantage for young people is that even if they stay up all night, they can still go to class the next day.

This is very naughty.

Although I am very sleepy, my body is indeed very resistant.

As summer vacation approaches, there are fewer classes and naturally there are many happy times.

In the car back to Luoyan City, Lin Mo slept all the way, and he dreamed of Liu Jia again.

Of course he won't tell anyone this.

Men, if you can afford it, you must also let it go.

Mom and Dad prepared a table of delicious food, which was Lin Mo's favorite food. The whole family was enjoying themselves at the dinner table. Mom and Dad didn't mention anything about Liu Jia.

Apparently he knew about their breakup.

It's even possible that Liu Jia called directly and said it.

Lin Mo knew Liu Jia very well, that girl could do such a thing.

Back in his room, Lin Mo lay on the bed to catch up on his sleep.

The furnishings in the room have not changed much in the past few years. They are still the same things as before, but many of them are no longer in use.

For example, books on a bookshelf.

Another example is that old computer.

Since entering college, Lin Mo has rarely touched them. Maybe in a few years, they will be treated as garbage worth a few dollars a pound and be taken away by the scrap collector.

After sleeping for a while, Lin Mo got up and drank some water. Bored, he turned on the old computer and planned to see if the latest games could still be run on this computer.

As expected, it was very laggy.

Lin Mo quit the game and accidentally saw the novel document he had written.

I didn't even finish writing this stuff at the beginning.

I have long forgotten why I haven’t finished writing it. It’s just that I haven’t finished it anyway.

Although he wrote it himself, the specific content has long been forgotten.

Looking at it again now, there are too many childish and inexplicable modifiers in the article, and there are also problems with the overall framework. Lin Mo himself frowned as he read it.

I can't stand it anymore.

At this time, Lin Mo remembered that Liu Jia had said that he would be the first to read this novel, but this did not happen in the end.

"So, life is like this. Not everything can achieve the original vision. At the beginning, I thought that I could finish writing this novel. At that time, we also thought that we could always be together, and nothing could separate us.

After all, we are childhood sweethearts..."

"That's nonsense. You are still young and too naive. Nothing in this world is constant. Things are like this, and so are people's hearts."

Lin Mo felt that he had grown up.

The so-called growth is to accept one unpleasant reality after another.

"I'll fuck you, uncle!"

Lin Mo cursed.

He himself didn't know who he was scolding, but he just wanted to scold someone.

I opened the bookcase and looked through old comic books and novels. Of course, there were also many paintings.

Lin Mo thought of another hobby that he had given up.

draw.

So when looking through these paintings, Lin Mo felt like he was looking at his own epitaph, because some things were buried and decayed, and the most damning thing was that he buried them with his own hands.

When he turned to a page of drawings, Lin Mo was stunned.

This is a painting of a woman.

She was tall and tall, wearing a black dress. The long dress was like night. There seemed to be a ghost wandering in the skirt. Her skin was frighteningly fair and beautiful. She could feel a kind of terrifying resentment and malice, but Lin Mo felt that there was something strange about it.

An inexplicable sense of intimacy.

None of this is the most important.

The most important thing is how this woman looks.

Lin Mo squinted his eyes at this time.

"I know why she looks so familiar."

Lin Mo was talking about Chu Yu.

He also had the contact information of the other party. They contacted each other several times after that day, and of course it was just a simple greeting, understanding and discussion.

The discussion was fruitless.

Because neither of them could remember where they had seen each other.

There was no contact after that.

Now Lin Mo remembered where he had seen Chu Yu.

It's this painting.

There is a date on the painting.

It was probably painted five years ago. Five years ago, when I was still a high school student, I couldn't have met Chu Yu, so why did I paint such a painting at that time?

Staring at this painting, some dusty memories were dug out from the deepest corners and slowly appeared in front of Lin Mo.

"I remembered!"

Lin Mo squinted his eyes.

He remembered a dream he had five years ago.

A very real dream.

After sitting for more than half an hour, I remembered everything I needed to think about.

"What is true and what is false? Zhouzhuang Mengdie, he is both Zhouzhuang and a butterfly. Chunfeng, Chunfeng, your move is indeed brilliant, but you have overlooked one thing."

Lin Mo smiled strangely. He took out his mobile phone, found the name 'Chu Yu' in the address book, and dialed it.
Chapter completed!