God sees a thousand years as one day, and one day as a thousand years. In the torrent of time, everything from the small grasshopper to the universe is just a blink of an eye.

Time is infinite, and it can even be said that time is not reasonable at all. These numbers are just a concept invented by human beings for management and efficiency. But maybe time doesn't exist.

From birth to the present, looking back, it seems that those long years seem to be compressed into a small point, and the future is just a thread that makes up the small point.

Scientists are trying to find a way to travel through wormholes to go back in time or step into the future, to change reality, or simply to look back. However, they don't know that recalling the past with their own brains is also one of the laws of traveling through time and space.

There was no topic on the blank composition paper, and the teacher only wrote the words "play freely" on the blackboard；but the line number of the 622nd word has been reached.

It can be seen from the above-mentioned bunch of strange thoughts that this is definitely because the author couldn't think of a good topic, so had to write some philosophical questions without answers.

Fortunately, she is good at philosophical thinking, so once she starts writing, a thousand words is not a problem.

The first Chinese class in the afternoon is about to end in ten minutes. However, judging from the paragraphs, the completion of the article is not yet two-thirds；the black ballpoint pen in her hand is contributing black ink hard, and Yu looked up at the time -

- Oops.

Yu Ruoling poked the center of her eyebrows with a pen, thought of a quick summary and handed in her homework.

“Ling~I see you write a lot！"Yue Yifei came over and asked curiously, "What did you write？"

"Hmm...it should be about the law of time？I don't know what it is, actually."

What do you write that you don't know？？？Dong Tinghua and Liu Muxi, who followed, had such a doubt in their hearts at the same time.

"Ling, are you thinking of something strange again？"

"Sis, I should open your head and see what horrible things are inside."

She just wanted to say what a terrible speech this is. Yu gave them a funny look and said, "The church has a party at 7pm on the Saturday before Christmas, do you want to come？With me."

"Food？"

"Food？"

"Is there any vegetarian food？"

"Food？"

“……”

Where did the fourth person come from？？？x3

"Hey, is there something delicious called Christmas Party？"Hong Weiming appeared from behind Dong Tinghua, "Does it need a registration fee？"

"Are you trying to scare us to death？"Liu Muxi almost punched him on the head.

Hong Weiming is a foodie, the point is to eat a lot - as much as a hill - and still be as thin as a telephone pole. Yu Ruoling silently imagined the appearance of him who had gained a lot of weight, and felt that it was really terrible.

"Wait, Ling, I might not be able to go..."Liu Muxi tilted her head and thought for a while, and found that she happened to be in charge of the family's dinner that day, "I help the family cook dinner..."

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"Is that so？It's okay, you could with us next time the party held."

"Sis！Liang Yijun said she wanted to go too！"Dong Tinghua raised her hand and shouted.

"There is also Zi Han, "Yue Yifei hooked a girl with a height of 149 cm from the small circle, she looks like a delicate and lovely doll, "She wants to accompany me！"

Yu Ruoling almost couldn't remember who they were, so took out a dark green notebook and wrote down their names one by one. She paused, and decided to hide the fact that Su Hangyi might also go. All these people had to report to Wanying before midnight, after all, the co-workers who held the party had to prepare the ingredients.

But she only went there twice, more than two months have passed since the last time, maybe Wanying can't even remember who she is.

"Okay！"She announced, "Then you all gather at the school gate, and I will take you there together."

She got a thunderous response.

Really tired. Yu Ruoling leaned on the back of the chair and closed her eyes tiredly, thinking that it was too difficult to deal with people of her age. Except for Su Hangyi's special "Jesus mission", she had never spoken to so many people of her age at once before.

She's really envy people who can live in seclusion... Only herself and her family, or a few best friends, hide from this society together, whether it's by the sea or in the mountains. Interpersonal communication is really tiring, why did she use so much effort to get to know so many people, if they are not everything in her life it's unimportant, isn't it？

She really, really couldn't live up to the biblical "love your neighbor as yourself" and 30 minutes in the middle of a crowd of her peers was enough to make her dizzy and sick to her stomach.

Why did she go so far as to invite them to a church party？Wouldn't it be more worry-free to concentrate on completing Su hangyi's mission？

"Perhaps there's psycho in my head..."Yu Ruoling lowered her head and muttered to herself, a sudden sense of fatigue enveloped in heart, "It's time for spiritual practice at night, I think."

'Is that all you want？Your ambition is actually very strong, stronger than you think, I can see it.' Suddenly, Fong Xuan spoke to her from her mind, 'We are all the same, we must reach a higher place, and we will never stop until we reach our goal. If we resist, it will hypnotize you and force you to face these things as if it were your responsibility.'

In the darkness, Fong walked towards her step by step, seeing a face almost identical to her own, Yu couldn't help being dazed.

The familiar figure and manner gave her the illusion that she was just a bystander, as if this body would never belong to her again.

'I will help you. 'Fong Xuan touched her forehead lightly, and touched her temple with index finger.

And she fell down suddenly as if the power was cut off, and was firmly supported, 'Go to sleep. From now on, I will teach you how to do it.'

*

The sound of the wind is very loud.

Blowing from high pressure to low pressure above the sky, the Coriolis force of the earth's rotation forces the wind to deviate, either to the west or to the east.

There is no absolute conclusion.

The wind will not know where its final destination will be, or even whether it can reach its destination safely. Or it should afraid that a rain, another gust of wind will make them collide with each other, and finally merge together, eventually become an unprecedented tragedy.

Human beings look up on the surface, or praise, or pray, but once the disaster strikes, the instinct to save their lives makes them run away, dying or injured.

The selfish nature makes creatures that should live in groups and take care of each other and feed each other into selfish people who fly separately when disaster is imminent.

Thousands of years ago, Yang Zhu's theory, which could not be seen by Confucianism, has sprung up like mushrooms in modern society. The situation of sons killing their mothers and daughters killing their fathers is becoming more and more common.

It is like the beginning of the end and the decline of human nature.

In the closed room, there was only the sound of the pen writing on the paper, and the seemingly thick notebook was already filled with nearly one-third of the long essay. But most of them are awkward words that need to be thought of in knots and burnt heads.

The music played on the tablet stopped, and the paragraph ended here. This is just a personal thought, "Yu Ruoling" - Fong Xuan - sat on the bed with her knees bent, and the blue ballpoint pen in her right hand was spinning rapidly.

She was only two years old, but her inherent clear self-awareness allowed her to clearly see the ugliness of the world from body inside.

No matter what or why, nothing can escape the law of positive and negative sides, even "she" herself, to put it bluntly, is just a guard born from the extreme dark side of prime personality.

They struck a deal.

"She" temporarily dominates the body. Fortunately, "she" has an extremely intimate link with prime personality, and it is not a problem to completely imitate it. As for the length of time, like how long is it？

Honestly, "she" doesn't know either, maybe it would be more efficient to let prime-p stay in the consciousness zone and present "her" memory through the "dream". Prime-p has always been very rational, and when she has to, she can calm down and think deeply. And what "she" wants prime-p to understand is actually the difference between freedom and responsibility.

Some difficulties that should be overcome must be faced seriously, otherwise it is no different from a coward.