In the long black corridor, huge pillars support the sky and the earth, and they are lined up one after another to the far end. The ice field outside the pillars seems to be the cracked and dry skin of a woman as she grows old, with white patches on it.

Light-colored cracks have carved out canyons one after another. The occasional wind brings ice particles down, and only after a long fall can they hit the underground river flowing at the bottom of the canyon.

Lin Nian stood next to the pillar in the corridor, gently holding the cold pillar with his left hand, looking at the boundless snowfield. The cold wind with snow blew across his face and brought a few strands of white into his hair.

Three iron chains were tied to his left arm, right arm and left leg in turn. The chain's arms were as thick and heavy as a mountain, and its length extended all the way to the invisible end of the corridor in the darkness.

Lin Nian had been here before. The first time he came here, he got the 'Snap', and the second time he learned the 'Time Zero'. Every time there would be a blond girl making trouble here, wearing that white dress.

He was running around in his hospital gown as if he was not afraid of the cold, like a child who has not grown up.

——She has never grown up. Judging from her appearance, she is at most thirteen or fourteen years old. She is so tender that she can squeeze out water. However, every time she appears, she carries the cold air of Siberia, as if she is in front of her.

The tender waves under her skin were locked one by one, along with her freedom and life.

Lin Nian has never regarded the blonde girl as fake or non-existent.

After all, she is so vivid, with her own personality, interests, and even a bit naughty and surly. But it is precisely because of these ubiquitous details that she has created such a person. Lin Nian has always regarded her as a person.

Look, it's not weird things like ghosts and gods.

Although there are many puzzles about her, Lin Nian seems to have no answers now, and she has disappeared.

Walking in the empty corridor, every time Lin Nian raised his hand or took a step, the chain on his body would rattle. If it were before, there would always be an unimaginable force on the other side of the chain that would push him to the ground.

He was pulled back, like the white arm grabbing the cheek of Orpheus's wife, trying to drag him into the bottomless abyss behind him.

But today, Lin Nian felt very relaxed, surprisingly relaxed. There was no force wrestling with him, and no fear rising from under the cerebral cortex. He walked in the corridor as if he was paying homage to the travelers at the Temple of Patron.

There was only him and the porcelain-green sky outside the temple that never moved in the whole world.

"Yelena."

This was not the first time that Lin Nian called the blonde girl's name. His voice spread far in the corridor, but there was no echo. This meant that there was still a long way to go. He could only drag the chain forward and keep walking.

Walk a certain distance and shout like that, hoping that someone will suddenly pop out and shout: What are you making the noise about?

But the corridor has always been so quiet, so quiet that you can hear from the sound of iron chains rubbing the ground that the stone surface has been scratched and cracked, and the wind and snow melt into water on the boy's hair, and then turn into ice crystals when the wind blows.

This corridor seemed to have no end, and the person Lin Nian was looking for seemed to have never appeared in this world. There was no trace in this world that could prove the existence of the blonde girl, except for

The memory of Lin Nian and a few people, but memory is always fragile. If one day even they forget this girl, then what else can prove that she really existed, instead of some people's whims?

What about realistic fantasies?

Lin Nian stopped because he found a door on the right wall in front of him. It was iron-green, with the number 008 painted on it with red paint, and a heavy big lock hanging on it... This kind of door

He had seen it before, and the blonde girl opened it for him to see. There was not another space behind it, but a memory.

Is the blonde girl hiding inside?

Lin Nian dragged the chain over and walked over. He stood in front of the door and reached out to gently touch the lock. Unexpectedly, the door lock immediately opened. After he opened the door slightly, there was a flood of water pouring through the crack of the door.

He heard the sound of people, and after completely pushing the door open, a wide hall and crowd appeared in front of him.

He recognized this place at a glance. Behind the door was the orphanage where he had stayed.

This is the hall of an orphanage. A group of half-grown children gathered together in a circle, flushed with excitement, waving their arms and jumping up and down, shouting loudly. There seemed to be a louder noise in the middle of the crowd. Lin

Nian walked to the edge of the crowd and took advantage of his height to look inside, and found that there were actually two children fighting inside.

One of the two children fighting was slightly older, and the other was slightly younger. The older one was about 12 or 3 years old, and the younger one was only 7 or 8 years old. There was a big difference in height and physique. The younger one was being pinned down.

The one below was beaten hard, and the big one was yelling curses and curses while being beaten. His emotions were extremely aroused, and every punch he punched was directed at the face of the child below him.

The first time he saw the child being beaten, Lin Nian remembered when this happened... When he was a child in the orphanage, he was not as 'excellent' as he will be in the future. On the contrary, he was still inferior.

In this batch, when the parents came to the orphanage to choose a suitable child to take home, he was the lowest among the third, sixth and ninth grades. He was so crowded in the crowd that no one would notice him or fall in love with him.

of that type.

There are also class differences among the children in the orphanage. The division of classes is naturally determined by the children's own talents and external conditions. Beautiful, healthy, tall, slim, smart...excellent children

Only play with outstanding children and look down on insignificant children.

Although everyone is an abandoned orphan, who says that lower batches of remnants are not allowed to exist among orphans? As long as there are remnants inferior to themselves, they can always find some self-comfort in these people.

, tell yourself that I am not the worst, and there are many people who are worse than me, so as to gain confidence and face the next day with hope... Therefore, most of the children coming out of the orphanage are either extremely vicious, like wolves

Zizi, either has timidity and cowardice engraved in his bones, and has a strong sense of self-protection.

Abnormal and wrong concepts, but they grow unbridled in an environment that is very easy to breed.

So why did you get beaten this time?

Lin Nian looked at Xiao Lin Nian who was beaten by a punch and recalled... It seemed that he was not chosen by a wealthy couple because of the punch. At noon, he happened to queue up in front of him and received the last piece of butter bread.

, the other party forcefully tried to order him to share half of the bread, but he finished the bread without giving him a bite... and then was beaten.

When it comes to kids...it's hard to tell what's right and what's wrong.

Lin Nian looked at the weak version of himself who had received no less than five punches, and reached out to touch his lips gently... He was recalling how the matter was resolved in the end. Things that happened when he was seven or eight years old were too ancient, even if

But he doesn't remember much clearly. After all, he doesn't remember everything clearly in his head. Some unnecessary junk files have long since washed up on the beach with the sea and wiped away their traces... This kind of thing is just for a piece of cake.

Naturally, there was no need for him to remember the trivial matter of the bread fight.

He couldn't recall it, but looking at himself being beaten, Lin Nian would probably feel a little frustrated. He looked at the little boy with a bruised nose and swollen face and sighed softly, and couldn't help but whisper, "Get up."

No one can hear him, because he is just a spectator in this memory and cannot change anything that has happened. Even if he insists on changing it, the changed memory will only be an edited version of himself.

It's a little comfort movie that has no practical use.

This fight with a huge disparity in outcome quickly came to an end. Even Lin Nian, who was watching, was about to turn around and leave, but at this moment, a golden shadow suddenly ran past him!

When Lin Nian caught a glimpse of the other party from the corner of his eye, he immediately reached out to grab her shoulders, but he missed the opportunity and passed through the shadow. He immediately stopped and looked back, only to see the familiar figure.

The blonde girl hurriedly squeezed through the crowd, rushed into the crowd, and pushed the big boy in her young version to the ground with a "snap"!

The big boy was pushed and was a little confused. He fell heavily to the ground and fell unconscious. Before he could get up for a while, the blond girl on the side helped Xiao Linnian, who was beaten on the ground, without saying a word. Seeing the violence

When the big boy stood up tremblingly, he went over and kicked the opponent's buttocks, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground again.

The crowd of onlookers suddenly burst into uproar and burst into laughter. Lin Nian watched blankly as he was helped up by the blonde girl. He dusted himself off with concern, checked the injuries on his face, and gave another hand to the boy when he passed by.

He touched his butt, and encouraged Xiao Linnian to do the same...Then the onlookers laughed even harder, and the shouts of the teachers at the orphanage were heard in the distance, and the group of talents turned into birds and dispersed.

went.

Lin Nian was forced to take a few steps back subconsciously by the scattered children, and retreated to the threshold. After another step back, he walked out of this memory and returned to the huge empty corridor. The door in front of him also closed with a "bang".

He stood in front of the door for a long time, looking at the number on it and thinking about it for a long time. Finally, he twitched the corner of his mouth, turned around and walked deeper into the corridor.

After a while, there was indeed another iron door in front, bronze in color, with the number 011 written in red paint on the door, and a heavy lock hung on it.

Lin Nian stretched out his hand and gently banged it. Sure enough, the big lock fell down and hit the ground, and the door quietly opened.

There was still the orphanage behind the door, but time jumped to when Lin Nian was 11 or 2 years old. He was sitting alone in the corner of the lawn watching a group of people playing basketball in the distance.

The basketball in hand and a group of children who have nowhere to vent their energy are the most carefree time in this orphanage. However, you also need qualifications to join this beautiful time.

His childhood isolation and reluctance meant that he never had many friends in the orphanage. Although he had always yearned for a game like basketball that required multiple people to negotiate together, it was only a yearning. That year they were on TV

Seeing Yao Ming enter the Houston Rockets and play in the NBA, every boy dreams of becoming a basketball star. He hopes that one day he can be discovered by scouts and be taken out of this orphanage to have a new life.

Lin Nian was no exception. After he gradually entered puberty, his development began to speed up and he was no longer as weak as before. Many children did not dare to pick on him when they bullied others. Facts have proved that every time they provoke Lin Nian, they will give up their iron rice bowl.

They stuffed it in their mouths, and if they couldn't stuff it with their hands, they would step on it, which would knock out some of the bully's teeth.

But becoming stronger and better does not mean that he will be popular. On the contrary, what awaits Lin Nian is isolation. No one wants to play with him. The more isolated he is, the more alienated he is. It is a vicious circle. He is always alone during that time.

Sitting in a daze on the corner of the lawn, imagining some unrealistic things in my head.

For example, he actually has parents, and his parents had to abandon him because they were tasked with saving the world. One day when the time is right, there will be a woman, or a couple, driving a beautiful car.

The car parked outside the orphanage, and everyone was watching as he stepped in. The director, who had always been a bit snobbish, personally received and expressed condolences to them, pulling out each child to display like a treasure. At this time, he, who was not a gregarious person, just happened to

Ignored, a man sat in the corner of the lawn and looked at them coldly.

After looking at all the children, the couple just smiled and said that he was not the child we were looking for. Then, by chance, they saw the boy in the corner of the lawn. They quietly walked up to him, knelt down, stretched out their hands to rub his hair, and said, "My child, you are the one we are looking for."

Do you think we look alike?

At that time, Lin Nian was not surprised at all. He just looked at them expressionlessly until they cried with joy and hugged him, saying that you are the child we are looking for. We have been looking for you for so long and finally found you...

Then, under the watchful eyes of the entire orphanage, it was explained that he was actually not unwanted, but had to leave him temporarily due to reasons, and now they finally came back to pick up their child.

Then everyone in the orphanage was shocked and looked at him in disbelief, speechless. The director stuttered and said, "When are you going to pick up your child?" The couple said: "We are not in a hurry."

Yes, let the child calm down and adapt first, accept the reality and be willing to go with us before we take him away. After that, we will visit him every day until he accepts us!

In this way, there will be a good car parked at the entrance of the orphanage every day, and the wealthy couple will stand at the door and look at him, so the children who have been encouraging him will start to please him and take the initiative to ask: Lin Nian,

Do you want to come and play basketball? At this time, he reluctantly nodded and joined the group of children playing basketball, showing off his great skills that he had developed by himself while watching NBA games. Everyone would begin to admire him and say something about his

Your basketball skills are so good. It's such a pity that I didn't play with you before...

With a bang, the basketball went into the basket.

The boy in the corner of the lawn suddenly raised his head and saw that on the dilapidated basketball court, several boys gathered around the man who scored the goal and cheered for him... He was still alone on the lawn, and there was nothing at the entrance of the orphanage.

It was a nice car, and there were no men or women clinging to him in front of the gate to support him.

Lin Nian stood on the steps and looked at the boy in the corner quietly, closed his eyes and smiled softly...because he knew what happened next.
To be continued...