Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

When Jiang Chen was in the first grade, the teacher asked him to write an essay.

A letter to my future self.

At that time, he was like every young child, looking forward to growing up.

He didn't understand what science was, he wrote, I want to be a great scientist. He thought of his body, he wrote, I want to be a doctor who can bring the dead back to life. He thought of his brother, he wrote again, I want to be a policeman like his brother, punishing evil and promoting good!

Of course, at that time, he never thought that one day, except for the last point, he did everything.

But on the last point, he often did the opposite.

But at that time, he had forgotten that when he was young, he had written about his ever-changing dreams.

A thousand years of imprisonment, the time is so long that people forget many happy things that have happened.

It's strange that he, a person, has only twenty years of memory compared to Xuan Xiao's hundreds and thousands of years, and compared to any memory after that, it is obviously pitifully small. But he neither questioned who he was like a madman, nor diluted himself with more memories.

People often seek to live up to their original intentions, but in the end, they fail to live up to their original intentions.

Okay. Don't be sad anymore.

You see, I didn't violate what you wanted after all.

If Jiang Chen could say one sentence to himself, he should only say this one sentence.

Should people give up their peaceful and happy life now because of the pain they haven't felt in the future?

Give up, but really unwilling.

Jiang Chen was not such a person.

Until he saw another self.

They have the same heart.

No one else in the world knows such a self better.

Yes, it is true. You may have suffered a lot of grievances, and returned from thousands of miles of wandering to find yourself, find the past, and bring a well-thought-out ending.

But, have you ever asked whether the current Jiang Chen will act according to the arrangements of his future self?

Jiang Chen, of course, doesn't want to.

He never likes to be arranged. He likes to do things from his heart. What he hates most is to be responsible for something that is not necessary.

And now, another Jiang Chen is asking him to end everything.

His weaknesses, what he cares about, who else can see through it at a glance except himself.

Jiang Chen has always been smart.

So he did it on purpose.

He knew that the displaced people were looking for a place to return to, but he didn't want to take them in.

Why should he take them in? What necessary reasons did he have to take them in? His arrival broke his peaceful life and made his grandmother, brothers and sisters worry about him. Why should he tolerate him?

Why should he be responsible for everything in the future now?

Should he die because of the pain in the future, when he lives a peaceful life now?

It's like an elder who has worked hard to arrange everything for your future, and said earnestly that if you don't listen to the elders, you will suffer in the present, but he doesn't care about what the person being arranged really needs.

Will people give up their current lives because of the pain in the future?

Jiang Chen didn't want to give up so easily.

But unlike the good advice of the elders, that kind of loneliness and darkness was transmitted to him at all times, at the moment of meeting.

He knew clearly that everything said by this person who threatened to kill him and repeatedly put it into action was true.

Jiang Chen, he came from Jiang Mu's tombstone. He presented flowers to Jiang Xi and Jiang Mu's tombstone.

He came back in time, killed himself who threatened his brother's life, and came to end this bloody journey.

If he wanted to stop him, the only reason Jiang Chen could find was that the person with blood on his hands was you, not me.

But, should these hands, at some point in the future, also be stained with the blood of his brother who loved him the most?

Rather than this, it should be a good deal for him to die, a weak person who only had a few days to live.

At the time of death and annihilation, on the hospital bed, Jiang Chen gently raised his fingertips, and a white daffodil that Jiang Xi had carefully trimmed flew over and landed in his hand. Jiang Chen looked at it, and finally raised his hand and handed it to the transparent phantom, smiling slightly.

This is the missing one, my memorial to you.

Before it was received in his hand, it fell into the broken phantom, and the neat petals were scattered on the wrinkle-free hospital bed.

Jiang Chen, I am dead, and I should be very satisfied now.

The author has something to say: I can't help but want to make another cut

In fact, Xiaochen and Dachen have their own ideas, and there is nothing wrong with them

And... When I meet myself who wants to die all the time and has reasons and self-confidence, Xiaochen also wants to cry, okay?

There will always be some differences between being a child and growing up.

The extra chapter of the small world, let me adjust it.

After all, I am in a mood after writing the ending now, and I can't write a beautiful extra chapter