Abyss of ignorance

"Uncle, my name is Xu Hangjun. What's your name?" Before she left, she suddenly turned to him and asked him with a sincere look.

"I don't have a name." Lin Zhengyang said, his name had already been given to the dead Shen Guoming.

"Oh..." The disappointment of a 16-year-old girl was written all over her face.

"Mentor, people usually call me mentor." He actually compromised and added.

"Are you a university teacher?"

"No."

"Then why do they call you mentor?"

"Because the Buddhist scriptures say that the way to enter the sea requires a mentor. Those people want to follow me to live a better life, they are screaming."

"Then you should be very powerful. And...you must be a good person, willing to lead so many people to live a good life."

Lin Zhengyang smiled with the crooked corner of his mouth: "Do I look like a good person?"

"Haha, how can anyone ask someone else like that." Xu Hangjun said, looking at the sky outside, "I have to go back, our dormitory management is strict. Tomorrow I will get you food from the cafeteria, wait for me?" After she finished speaking, she walked briskly into the twilight.

In the photo on the wall, Xu Hangjun's smile is still bright, just like when he met him back then.

In his long life, he traveled through the dark forest full of dangers, and only encountered such a bright smile once.

The rest of his life is so long, but he will never forget it.

He is only human after all.

During the period of recuperation, they didn't talk about each other's life, but Lin Zhengyang felt that they talked a lot, more than he talked with everyone in this world.

"Uncle, what do you do?"

"Doing medicine."

"Look, I guessed half right. Last time I said you were a doctor."

"Well, I wanted to be a doctor, but I gave up. What about you? What do you want to do?"

"I, I want to be a painter, but the teacher said that most of us will be art teachers. Painters, it's too difficult to become famous. My family is not that rich, so I can support me as an artist." Said Here, Xu Hangjun's always cheerful face was saddened.

"Perhaps..." Lin Zhengyang wanted to say that he has money now and can help her, but he didn't say it after all. He has done many things against the laws of nature over the years, but he insisted on not destroying the ordinary people he cares about. life.

He knew that the changes in his life were so weird and mysterious, and such a huge change would not necessarily lead to a happier place.

From this point of view, he did have some "mentor" awareness, and he has a cold perspective on life from outside the matter.

"Huh? Maybe something?" Xu Hangjun blinked and asked.

"It's nothing."

"Haha, I know you are very powerful, don't worry, I don't mean to ask you for help. I also thought about it, maybe one day I will meet someone I like, a husband and a teacher, and being an ordinary person, it's pretty cool." Alright." She was indeed very smart, and immediately recognized Lin Zhengyang's implication.

"That's not bad, we must find a good person." Lin Zhengyang urged sincerely.

Xu Hangjun laughed again after hearing this: "Don't worry, I'm sure, I think my luck has always been pretty good."

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"Boom, boom, boom..." The sound of crutches sounded again, and Lao Yang turned off the light at the door without any hassle, and walked into the darkest night before dawn.

In the afternoon many years ago, when he saw Xu Hangjun for the last time, the deer-like girl brought him a loquat with a tacit understanding.

At that moment, he let go of the principles he insisted on.

"I'm leaving, little girl," he said. "Would you like to come with me?"

Xu Hangjun was stunned for a moment, if she had flatly refused at that time, Lin Zhengyang might not have been unable to let go.

Because he saw Xu Hangjun hesitated, it was a momentary thing, but it was something he would never forget in his life.

She pursed her lips, and when she smiled, there seemed to be tears in her eyes. For such a smart girl, if she knew that she would meet again this time, she might never see her again in this life.

But she still wouldn't go with him, because she was such a smart girl.

"Uncle, remember to be happy." These were the last words she said to him.

On the long mountain road, Lin Zhengyang stopped for a while, and when he looked back, he saw Xu Hangjun wearing a pink skirt, standing in the golden sunlight, waving goodbye to him, with such force, this scene was deeply imprinted in his heart. In Lao Yang's mind.

But it can only be burned in his mind, he still left, no one understands what he is going to achieve, including this 16-year-old smart girl.

The world is so big and there are so many people, a person can only meet so many in his whole life.

And Xu Hangjun appeared in his life again after going round and round.

As she said, she met the person she loved, took care of her husband and raised her children, and became an ordinary person.

The person she loves is called Chen Shi.

Her vision has always been good.

Lao Yang only looked at her from a distance on the road full of phoenix trees at the back gate of Linzhou University.

With the child, shopping for vegetables, busy, the hair tied messily hanging on the forehead, the pink dress has been replaced by plain and light trousers.

Only this time, Lao Yang knew that the girl he remembered and loved would always be the 16-year-old Xu Hangjun.

Chen Shi's wife, he doesn't care.

The long corridor, walking, the sky is bright.

In the faint morning light, the girl in the pink skirt was standing at the end of the corridor, waiting for the old man.

"Mentor, Ye Mimi spent all the money from the Dongshi project on the salary of her original R&D department staff, and rejected many important events that required Jiangnan medical experts to attend, saying that they should concentrate on scientific research.

Now Linzhou City is very dissatisfied with Jiangnan Medicine, and our relationship with the city has never been as bad as it is now. "The girl spoke in a way beyond her age.

Lao Yang listened to her complaint and didn't express anything in particular.

"How's painting lately?" he asked, walking towards the garden.

The girl pursed her lips: "You only care about my paintings, but I want to do more things for you."

"Xiaolu, the painting is finished, and the rest is handed over to Mimi." He said.

The girl acted coquettishly: "Ye Mimi doesn't have the same heart with you at all. Since Jiang Wanchao died, she has become more and more powerful now, and she has not reported many things to you. I think it is not as good as Jiang Wanchao. We train So many people have been killed, and now there is no use for them.”

"Whether it's useful or not, you have the final say in the future." Lao Yang said, walking forward on his own.

The girl stood where she was, when the first ray of sunshine was shining in the garden, Xiao Lu looked at Lao Yang's back with a gloomy face, after all, she was not the 16-year-old Xu Hangjun after all.