Looking at his magnificent life from another perspective, Zhao Jin's heart is full of complex emotions.

He looked at himself when he was a child. He came back from the kindergarten alone, so small and so thin, walked out of the yard, and then squatted quietly in the corner to watch the ants.

It was raining, and he watched as he took a big sycamore leaf seriously to shelter the ants from the rain.

The man in blue knocked his little head, and said in his ear, "Step on them to death."

"No, the teacher said, you can't bully the weak." After the little boy finished speaking, he was exposed to the rain, squatting quietly, holding a big leaf in his hand, and said, and then continued to cover the rain. He was too lonely for him. In other words, the ants that he can see every day are his little friends. He admires them because they all have friends and can carry things together and go home together.

At this moment, my father came back from the outside angrily, and there was a problem with the company.

Then I saw the silly son holding the leaves in the rain, and kicked him when he went up.

Zhao Jin wanted to step forward to hold him, but found that his body seemed to be in a different dimension from them, and he thought about it, these things are all things that happened in the past.

In the kindergarten, no children are willing to talk to him. He is just alone, eating alone and reading books alone.

Zhao Jin doesn't remember these things anymore, but just looking at it, she feels very lonely.

Occasionally a child would be knocked on his head when he wanted to come forward and talk to him.

The fattest kid in the kindergarten often robbed him for food, and was hungry every day. Zhao Jin watched herself touching her stomach when she was a child.

It turned out that those days, like this, really had a bad time.

Soon the scene changed again. It turned out that it was the fat kid who was allergic to nuts. He ate the nut bread he grabbed in the corner and fell to the ground.

Because the chubby kid wanted to eat by himself, he hid in the corner without letting others see it, but the hungry little Zhao Jin followed and saw this scene.

Xiao Zhao Jin was frightened. The man in blue knocked on his head and said in his ear, "Deserve it, who let him eat your nut bread? Just watch him die here!"

Xiao Zhao Jin frowned, and saw that he remembered the scene where the little fat friend had his father and mother to pick him up every day...

In fact, he really envy Xiaopang. Then Xiao Zhao Jin ran to the side and called an adult to come and rescue people.

Zhao Jin watched this scene: "..." The man in blue was furious.

When school was over another day, Xiao Zhao Jin was taken away by a van.

At this moment, in the car next to him, two adults said, "Is that kid the kid who saved our son?"

Zhao Jin watched the man in blue knock the couple on the head, telling them not to save.

However, the fat boy's father still dialed 110, and then drove the car to chase him up.

Zhao Jin doesn't have much memory of the period when he was robbed of snacks and then rescued, but he still has memories of the next period.

He was kidnapped when he was a child, but he was rescued soon without any injuries.

Zhao Jin looked at the little man who was buried alive, and was soon rescued. This should be regarded as a good person and rewarded.

However, soon after he reached elementary school, his father started socializing and drinking, scolding the lighter and beating the heavy one.

Zhao Jin can't stand it anymore, he doesn't want to watch it, this life is too tragic.

But then, he discovered one thing.

He sat in the corner quietly writing his homework, and the man in blue suddenly came to his mother who was cooking.

The man in blue knocked his mother on the head, "Why do you cook and want to throw this soup on him!"

Zhao Jin is a little strange. He is already in elementary school at this time, but he does not remember it like this.

Immediately afterwards, he saw his mother brought up a plate of soup that had just been scooped from the pot, and walked step by step towards him who was about to do his homework.

As a primary school student, he sat in the most corner, shining on the lamp, and was doing his homework very seriously. It turned out that this was what he looked like in elementary school.

Zhao Jin saw a strange expression on the face of her mother who had always been ruthless.

Then she saw her splashing all of the bowl of soup on herself, making a painful noise.

Zhao Jin was familiar with the next thing. As a primary school student, he called quickly, and the ambulance came quickly.

He heard his mother say, "It's all him! He deliberately poured soup on me!"

Zhao Jin really saw the man in blue.

After the ambulance left, Zhao Jin did not follow him. He sat quietly beside the pupil himself, watching him drooping his head and seeing his face clearly, and he could see his tears. He has never cried. The person finally cried.

Da Zhao Jin touched his head, although he couldn't touch it, "Don't cry, they don't want to be like this themselves."

His words seemed to be speaking to this little child, and it seemed to be speaking to himself in memory.

It's okay, they don't want to do this themselves, she even chose to pour it on her head in order not to pour that bowl of hot soup on your head.

At this moment, I heard a voice coming from outside.

Then he was pulled out, "We are about to close the door and the equipment is also turned off, so we can watch it again next time."

Zhao Jin nodded, "Okay, I get it."

The staff member quickly went to look for tourists in other equipment.

Zhao Jin took this opportunity and quickly returned to the open space in the middle. He was wearing blue clothes and fell back to the original world.

At this moment, in his world, the sun is slowly rising in the distance.

Zhao Jin had too much time to digest so many things, so he ran quickly, and Jin Shushu should wake up in a moment...

He desperately needs to know another thing, that is, the last time he was in another world, it was a month later when he returned, and now it must not be like this.