The Spiritual Energy Is Revived And Black Dragon Scales Begin To Grow.

After more than two months of living in this state of confusion...

Today is Christmas, because the company's business is relatively idle.

So the boss generously allowed Wang Zheng and the others to leave work an hour early.

After having a meal with Fatty and Qin Kai, Wang Zheng returned home early.

After working all day, he just wanted to have a good rest.

After returning home and lying on the bed, Wang Zheng picked up his phone and started watching short videos.

“This Christmas, why not have a hashish legenda board!”

"You can stay in a five-star hotel for three days and two nights for only 99 yuan! Why don't you hurry up and stock up on such an exciting offer?"

"79 is too expensive for an eyebrow pencil? Where is it expensive? Where is it expensive? It has been this price for so many years! Sometimes you have to think about whether it is your own problem..."

Wang Zheng curled his lips and crossed over the video with an expressionless expression.

"You won't say anything to me, please don't be silent anymore~"

"In the art of clay sculpture, artists use clay and water as the main materials and carve by hand to create various shapes..."

Wang Zheng held his mobile phone in one hand and couldn't help but be lost in thought while watching the lifelike clay sculptures in the video.

That dream, no, it should be the real world he wants to return to.

Wang Zheng only felt that his memory was getting blurry every day.

He was afraid that one day he wouldn't remember anything at all.

Wang Zheng didn't know what the consequences would be if he forgot.

But a voice deep inside told him that those memories were important to him.

The existences in his memory are still waiting for him to return.

Looking at the clay sculpture in the video, an idea quietly emerged in Wang Zheng's mind.

He wants to carve the existences in his memory out of clay!

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng immediately searched for some clay sculpture teaching videos.

Then I bought a lot of clay for clay sculpture online.

After doing all this, Wang Zheng waited patiently.

Within two days, the purchased clay arrived.

Wang Zheng came home early, opened the express and kneaded it according to the method in the teaching video.

First, mold the moderately wet clay into a rough shape.

Then the head and limbs of the clay sculpture were fabricated in sequence.

Finally, Wang Zheng carefully took out the mallet and pounded the clay sculpture tightly.

It was carefully carved and polished with clay sculpture knives and brushes.

That's when the big work is completed.

After a brief cleaning, Wang Zheng carried the finished clay sculptures to the balcony to dry them without stopping.

Looking at the lifelike little clay sculpture, Wang Zheng couldn't help but reveal a smile that he hadn't shown in a long time.

Suddenly, Wang Zheng seemed to have thought of something.

He leaned down and picked up the carving needle and carved two words on the chest of the clay sculpture one stroke at a time.

Bush!

Looking at the palm-sized clay doll, Wang Zheng stood up and exhaled softly.

Then he turned around and dragged his tired body into the bedroom.

The moonlight shines through the screen window and gauze-like curtains, shining on the small palm-sized clay sculpture.

The word "little cloth" on the bellyband gave off a faint glow.

…

Today, Wang Zheng and his company are on winter vacation.

Not much, just a week.

Because Fatty's family is in the capital and Qin Kai's family is in Qixia City, Wang Zheng wants to send them to the station.

In the station hall, Fatty and Qin Kai each dragged a suitcase and looked at Wang Zheng with worries in their eyes.

The fat man couldn't help but said, "Brother Zheng, why don't you come with me to my house to celebrate the New Year!"

"You know my parents anyway!"

Qin Kai also said, "Azheng, why don't you come back to my house to celebrate the New Year?"

Wang Zheng looked at the concerned eyes of his two sons, no, the two brothers, and couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart.

He shook his head and chuckled, "No, the Chinese New Year is a day for you to reunite with your family, so I won't go there."

"Don't worry, I can do it by myself."

As he said that, he waved to Fatty and Qin Kai.

Then the voice came again, "Let's go, you two, be careful on the road, let's talk about it when we get home!"

After finishing his words, Wang Zheng stopped staying and turned around and walked slowly outside the station.

Fatty and Qin Kai at the ticket gate looked at Wang Zheng's back and saw endless loneliness in it.

The fat man opened his mouth and wanted to stop Wang Zheng.

However, they found that Wang Zheng's figure had disappeared amid the surging crowd.

After leaving the station, Wang Zheng looked at the busy pedestrians coming and going and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

He tightened his scarf and hurried towards home.

I have bought everything I need to buy, and I am celebrating the Chinese New Year alone this year!

Thinking of this, a trace of imperceptible sadness flashed in Wang Zheng's eyes.

At this moment, a scene happening on the side caught Wang Zheng's attention.

His hurried steps also stopped.

I saw a young woman wearing a white fur coat pulling a seven or eight-year-old child to look expectantly at the exit of the station.

Finally, when she saw a young man with short to medium hair, a bright smile appeared on the woman's face.

The little boy she was holding also broke away from the woman's hand and ran towards the young man with joy.

The clear children's voices echoed throughout the square in front of the station.

"Dad! Why did you come back just now!"

Wang Zheng was close and heard the young man's gentle voice, "I'm sorry, dad is late."

"Hmph, then I'll punish you by buying me fireworks later!"

"Here you go, I've already bought it!"

"Wow! So many fireworks! Dad is awesome!"

"Okay, okay, daddy will take you to see the dragon lantern later, okay?"

"Okay! You can't leave this time!"

"Okay, Dad won't leave! Dad will always be with you..."

The sound gradually faded away, and the couple and their children disappeared into the sea of ​​people.

Only Wang Zheng was left standing there, stunned.

I don’t know what I’m thinking about.

He touched his pocket, which contained the clay sculpture he made.

The clay sculpture made by Xiaobu based on the son in his memory.

The cold wind blew by, interrupting Wang Zheng's thoughts.

He tightened his clothes and gently patted the clay sculpture "little cloth" in his pocket.

Then he walked towards home again.

It has been more than two months. Can I go back to that world?

Walking on the road, Wang Zheng's brown shoes made a crunching sound on the snow.

Thinking of this problem, he couldn't help but fall into confusion.

He was like a lost man who couldn't find his way home.

Wang Zheng numbly took out the key, opened the door and entered the room.

Since my parents left, this place has been just a simple residence.

Both Fatty and Qin Kai went home to celebrate the New Year.

Where is your home?

Where is it?

Suddenly, there were sounds outside.

Wang Zheng turned to look out the window and saw colorful fireworks.

In a daze, Wang Zheng recalled some memories.

It was a simple village. He, Qin Kai, Fatty and some vague figures were sitting together.

Looking at the fireworks and lanterns flying in the sky, my face was full of smiles.