It was a young face. He was a very young student. He was running towards the mountain with all his strength. His face turned red because of the excessively violent running, but it could be seen from his eyes that he was looking for a certain goal.

Xiao Dong in the class suddenly felt very uncomfortable during class, but he never dared to tell the teacher. Until Xiao Dong's face was pale and was seen by his deskmate. The teacher looked very nervous when he saw Xiao Dong's appearance. I think it was the sense of responsibility that was the teacher that prompted the teacher to be anxious and find a way. This is a mountainous area, and there is no hospital, so I can only ask the rural doctor here to ask about the situation. The teacher asked, who would like to call the doctor in Majiawan?

I volunteered to take on this task, and my reason was that the doctor was my great master. In terms of seniority, it was indeed my great master. After hearing what I mentioned, the teacher asked me to find my great master immediately. I ran out of the school gate and kept running towards the mountains. While running, I was thinking that I was taking on a very important task, which may be related to Xiao Dong's life. Although it was not as exaggerated as I said, I did think so at that moment. With such a sense of urgency, I could walk as fast as I could. My lungs felt like I was about to explode, but I couldn't stop, absolutely not stop. I also had an important task assigned by the teacher, Xiao Dong needed a doctor. So, I swallowed the blood-stained saliva and continued running wildly on the mountain road.

After completing the important task, I sat on the stool in the classroom. Although I completed the task assigned to me by the teacher very well, no one gave me any encouragement or gratitude. I was just telling myself that everything is for Xiao Dong, as long as Xiao Dong is fine. On that day, the teacher who took the photo came and took a photo of me that seemed a little panicked at that time. After more than ten years, when I looked at that photo again, the day I had been clearly visible. I was still running on the loess high slope, with sheep, sun, and strength...

After years of accumulation, I have developed a bad personality. Whenever I put anything in front of me, I always seem very panicked. Just like the running face at that time, my eyes were full of anxiety, and I hurriedly ran towards a place. However, a strong sense of responsibility was also developed from that time. Therefore, as I grew up, I defined a lot of responsibilities on my shoulders. Some sense of responsibility was related to faith, some sense of responsibility was related to belief, and some responsibility was related to dreams. In short, it was those sense of responsibility that urged me to take on something.

If time could pass by, I would love to go back to that day. I walked to the little boy wearing green short-sleeved shirts and had a good chat with him.

I want to ask, is the one you are what you expect to become?

I want to ask, are you happy?

In fact, there are many questions I want to ask, if I want to obtain all the expectations and dreams about that little boy, I want to make a comparison. How big is the difference between the expectations of that little boy and the road I have walked now? One foot or one foot?

Sometimes when I think about it carefully, a person lives not just one person, but many selves, a diverse and diverse self. The one who runs desperately is not me, but another me. And the one who hits the keyboard at this moment is not him, but me. At different stages of life, we have different cognitions, different ideas, and different environments of contact. This is also a great enlightenment for the original nature of human beings.
Chapter completed!