The Buddha said that one day and the moon shined four days, covering six desires and early Zen days, as a "small world"; one thousand small worlds covering one or two Zen days, one small world; one thousand small thousand worlds One or three Zen days is one "Zhongqian World"; one thousand Zhongqian worlds cover one or four Zen days, and one "Daqian World".

I mean, there are 1 billion small worlds in our world.

You Buddha is right, you do n’t know, I do n’t know.

Perhaps, he will only give an answer if he finds the Creator.

Of course, many people don't care what this answer is.

Is there a billion or ten billion worlds? What's the difference?

For billions of billions, I can only be here.

But if you can go to other worlds at will?

Is the answer different?

After the pre-school teacher mobilization meeting, Chen Zuyin and two colleagues walked to the rooftop of Zhangping Normal Teachers' Office Building while smoking cigarettes.

Chen Wangwu patted Chen Zuyin's shoulder and smiled: "You really did it. 8,000 yuan, a year's salary. If I were to die, I wouldn't pay this money."

祖 Chen Zuyin sighed: "My son is already very angry, only 10 points away, even if I smash the pot to sell iron, I have to support him. You do n’t have a child now, and you wo n’t think so after you have it."

Sun Xianyong on the side of the side finished smoking the cigarettes in his hand, did not join their topic, and walked to the south of the rooftop.

Wang Wu glanced at him and didn't care. He continued to say to Chen Zuyin: "Actually, Zhang Ping ’s normal education is also good. You are the director of teaching affairs. When you are about to graduate, give him an additional two-year college degree. I can go to junior high school. No matter how bad it is, a college student can work in a primary school in the city. "

Chen Zuyin shook his head: "Policies have been changing, and there may be no time for the continuous reading of colleges. Besides, what's the point of being a teacher. Don't be hungry, but don't plan to develop forever. Let him work hard. Focus on the point In high school, there is always greater hope of getting into a good university. Besides ... the children miss it themselves. "

He said that his eyes were a little confused, after all, it was about his son's future. In fact, it was a gamble for him. While it is a safe choice, there may be surprises, but it may also be greater disappointment.

And 8,000 yuan, it is really a lot of money for him.

Last year, the school raised funds for teachers to build a house. In order to have a house of his own, he and his wife took out their savings over the years, and borrowed more than 10,000 yuan from relatives to collect 30,000 yuan for the house.

The house can't be moved in until the end of the year, and the old debt has not been paid off, but he has borrowed more than 5,000 yuan from his relatives to study for his children.

He asked his son what he thought, and the son said very simply: I want to read one.

Alas, this bet determines where the bet is placed.

Xu thoughts flashed back in a very fast time, but Chen Zuyin's wry eyes suddenly saw Sun Xianyong climb to the fence on the south rooftop.

King Wang Wuzheng was about to answer, and suddenly saw Chen Zuyin shouting, "Sun Xianyong, please be careful with me, don't fall down."

He turned to look at the scene, and scolded with a smile: "This guy is still a good teacher. Fortunately, the students are not in class today, and I can't see him like this."

Sun Xianyong heard the shout, turned around and grinned at them. He waved at them.

祖 Chen Zuyin also laughed: "This boy is old and still as naughty as a student. But I don't know what happened to him recently and don't like to talk. Ask him if there is anything he needs to help."

However, the next moment, they saw Sun Xianyong throwing his hands together, posing like a diving athlete, and then doing a jump that looked like hesitation.

The body drew a smooth parabola in mid air, then fell quickly.

祖 The smiles on the corners of Chen Zuyin's and Teacher Wang's mouths are not stiff, but only one side of the corner is left in the reflection of the eyes, and they disappear quickly outside the rooftop fence.

As soon as the two of them reacted and ran over, a dull crash came from below.

The Tatar landed on his head first, and made an intimate, uncompromising contact with the ground. Red blood, white brain splattered everywhere. The neck twisted with a weird curvature.

Teacher Wang Wang looked at the probe and couldn't help turning and vomiting.

Although Chen Zuyin didn't have any special reaction, his face was also unsightly.

I looked away, and he seemed to see a smile of ridicule on Sun Xianyong's lips.

This is August 31, 1998.

On this day, countless people may die, and countless others may be born.

No one knows what the meaning of life is.

Maybe he was born to die at some time, somehow.

Where did the dead man go?

When Sun Xianyong jumped down, Chen Wusheng was watching Mr. Jin Yong's novel "Tianlong Babu" at home. I was seeing the monk Xuzhu, who, by accidentally hitting the Zhenlong chess game, won Wuyazi's pass and became a world-class master.

Chen Wusheng was very envious, only hated being unable to get in, and became the lucky one who was against the sky.

所谓 His so-called home is actually only two ten-square-meter offices approved by the principal of Zhang Ping Normal University for his father, who is the director of the administrative department.

Xiao Xiao's two rooms, one is the kitchen and the other is the bedroom of Chen Wusheng and his parents.

Chen Wusheng, who was about to walk into the high school gate, hadn't had his own room since he was young. A wire bed separated by a curtain is his private space.

But Chen Wusheng never cared about these. At 15 years old, he never seemed to have any concepts of poverty and wealth in his mind.

He is as if he envied Xuzhu for an adventure, but he never thought how unlucky he was to lead a bland life.

除了 In addition to the teachers' offices, there are two families in the office building.

One household was the Chen Wusheng family who lived around the corner of the second floor, and the other was Sun Xianyong's family. They lived in a three and a half storey. Sun Xianyong, 32, is a physical education teacher. He looks strong and handsome. Even more enviable is that he has a beautiful young wife. However, according to Sun Xianyong, his wife was sent to the university commissioner in Haishi by the unit, so everyone did not see her for some days.

When watching martial arts novels, Chen Wusheng has always been very focused. Although the voices downstairs became more and more enthusiastic, they did not attract much attention from him.

Until the police car with a sirens drove into the school, he put down his book a bit stupidly, walked out of the room and glanced.

The police at this time did not have such strong professional ethics. If it weren't for the death, no one would know when the police would come after the alarm.

So when I heard the siren, it was clear that something had happened.

The periphery of the accident site was now full of people. But standing in the corridor on the second floor, Chen Wusheng still saw the dead body on the ground at a glance ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ This 15-year-old boy has never seen such a **** scene.

Alas, he just passed out.

当然 The police below certainly did not notice him at all. Only step by step began to block the school's gates, survey and photograph the scene of the accident. Although theoretically it should also disperse good people around. But Chinese people love to watch lively by nature. The only two policemen are helpless to hundreds of onlookers. After a few sips have no effect, they leave it alone.

Almost at the same time, the ambulance arrived. After the emergency doctor got out of the car, he confirmed that the broken body on the ground had completely lost its vitality. They waited quietly for the police to deal with the scene, and then transported the body to the morgue of the hospital.

Unlike the onlookers desperately trying to squeeze in, a young man in his 30s wearing a peaked cap and large sunglasses bypassed the crowd, walked quietly into the office building, and came to the corner of the second floor lightly.

Chen Wusheng is still lying on the ground.

一 A section of the corridor here has a right-angled curvature with the office of other teachers. Although there are many people watching the bustling on the other side of the promenade, no one notices that their director Chen's "boy" is falling to the ground at the moment.

The youth in the peaked cap looked at him silently. Standing for a while, he took off the large sunglasses under the hat. It can be seen that his eyes were a little complicated at this time. The words murmured in his mouth seemed to be: "An unforgettable day 18 years ago, you are still here."

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