Countdown to Her Life

Li Weisheng likes to climb mountains. When looking at the misty scene on the top of the mountain, she always had an urge a kind ——The urge to transform into a bird But suddenly, her slightly leaning body was held by a pair of hands. The vast sky in her fantasy was disrupted, and she frowned slightly and looked at the culprit: "Miss, would you like to take a photo for you? It's free of charge." He looks cute, but there is lingering black and blue in his eyes. He is holding a small camera with paint peeling off in his hand. He looks weird, as if he is ——Nervous? "No shooting." She sideways avoided him and turned to another high platform. Looking at the rising sun in the sky, I let my mind go. And the man didn't chase after him. He seemed to be relieved and left. —— Chen Xing can see the remaining life span of others. Fifty years, seventy years, sixty years... He looked at everyone hiking up the mountain and nodded with satisfaction, enjoying the feeling of being surrounded by life force. Until—— The sun had just risen and he couldn't wait to turn on his camera to record the moment. But suddenly he discovered that the number above the head of the girl with a high ponytail in the camera picture was: 30, 29, 28… He looked down at his camera in panic, then at her, and rushed forward: "M-Miss!" —— Chen Xing discovered that the numbers on Li Weisheng's head would jump repeatedly. I met her in school the day before yesterday, it was thirty years old, I saw her in the classroom yesterday, it was three years ago, and I glanced at her in the guidance counselor's office today: Why is it three days! Li Weisheng lowered his head and listened to the instructor's kind persuasion. He blinked and said nothing. Suddenly, there was the sound of a glass breaking from one side. The office fell silent, and everyone's eyes fell on Chen Xing. "Sorry, sorry, I'll clean it up right away." As he spoke, he stood up, stepped on a glass block, and his steps slipped—— He fell into the arms of the conductor. Li Weisheng glanced at this strange person, said goodbye to the instructor and left the office. The good news is, the number above her head changed to seven years; The bad news is that the unit after "seven" flashes between "years" and "days". Chen Xing has been nosy since he was a child, let alone such a "big life event". He kicked off his feet, dropped the confused instructor, and chased after him. Motto: Love can overcome everything