'Deep Memory Technique',
This is a very difficult technique among the obstacles, dragging techniques.
Shen Jie's practice is not very good, but this technique is also very practical.
It doesn't take too much mental energy to have a certain effect on someone.
But he didn't study well,
So until now, after he used this technique on an old shopkeeper of Zhao Rou's Kaiyuan Pavilion,
He can no longer use it on the third person,
It's quite tiring,
He felt that it was so tiring because of his shallow learning.
Time just goes by so fast,
The day passed in the blink of an eye. The pouring rain outside made people not even think about going out.
He felt like he hadn't done much,
At least without meeting Ruolin,
So there is nothing too profound about my life.
He has already sat in the underground space,
This familiar breath that makes you want to die,
I was in a good mood originally,
It didn't take long for any good intentions to disappear.
He could bear it a few days ago;
'Will Ji Yu just stop coming? '
Later, he even thought about whether this woman had resigned and left this place.
Time has passed for a long time,
The scenery here has always been the same, so many times,
When the girl appeared on the railway track again as usual,
She suddenly saw someone she hadn't seen for a long time sitting there again.
He looked very haggard and his eyes were closed.
Nothing could replace the surprise in her heart.
She hasn't had such an emotion in a long time,
He is more like a long-lost friend, and the kind of person he really wants to see.
"Long time no see." She shouted to him in her heart.
He didn't react at all,
Those tightly closed eyes seemed to be glued together, and they looked so weak.
She glanced at the few people around and said to him as if she were talking normally: "Hey, Shen Jie."
He still didn't react at all.
"You're not going to die." She thought to herself.
What can she do?
Can't wake him up,
He was obviously sitting next to her like a real person, but when she leaned over, she even moved to a position overlapping him.
He really looked like a projection next to him.
However, she could still hear some slight sounds as she leaned against his breathing.
But just some sounds,
He has no taste, or according to what he said, he is not in his own plane at all.
It's just that she can see it,
Sometimes she wonders: 'Am I the only one among billions of human beings who can see you?' '
'Am I the protagonist of this world? '
But it is obvious that her life is boring and boring, without anything worthy of passion.
A true protagonist shouldn't be like this.
The money he gave was not very much.
She didn't stay here long at all,
Seven or eight minutes, maybe.
It usually takes this long every time.
After meeting her so many times, the two of them only stayed together for more than half an hour.
Is there more?
If the times hadn't been divided several times,
Just a simple encounter,
She wasn't even impressed by him.
The subway opened. Before she went out, she looked at him again.
He was still like a statue, and there was no movement at all.
Then, today's encounter passed more peacefully than before.
The wind outside has brought the heat,
It should be said that there was not much wind at all.
As she walked on the road, she felt uncomfortable with the thin layer of sweat covering her body.
It was the same situation the next day,
She had a dream tonight: that person would never wake up again.
He didn't say a word to himself again.
The world around me seems to be very noisy,
Then she felt lonely and uncomfortable in her heart. She wanted to say something in particular: Shut up, all of you, and let me talk, even just one sentence.
Make me less blinded.
But when she woke up, she found that it was just a dream.
without any real meaning,
It's really painful,
No matter how dangerous the dreams were in the past, after waking up, I realized that many of them were not true.
So she will cherish what she still has now more.
That's not the case now. What happened in the dream is exactly the same as reality.
She doubted that this would only happen as she got older.
Obviously, she couldn't get anything from him.
But now she just finds some time to walk near him,
During working hours, she would find him at that point three days a week.
This situation lasted for nearly three months.
Until one day, this man suddenly opened his eyes,
Then he saw the person standing in front of him, just a back figure. She was walking outside. In the blink of an eye, the smell that fascinated him no longer moved at all.
A very long and messy dream.
Even if he looks at the outside world, he will still think of what happened before.
It's like a war is going on in my head all the time.
Only the hint of nature now made him slower.
