Chapter 1

The speed of the passage of time is not constant, it will change as people's emotions change.

For example, at this moment, the time that was normally flowing suddenly slowed down, turned into a static state, and finally turned back.

An Ting is 29 years old this year. He is standing close to him. One moment he was still on the operating table, and the next moment he started to rewind. From the age of 29, he has regressed a little bit, and the scenes of the past are all in front of his eyes...

Father who died of illness...

The demolished hometown old street and the old houses in it...

A dear friend who passed away unexpectedly.
Even the test papers of the high school entrance examination...

The revolving lantern continued until the third day of junior high school, and then came to an abrupt end.

The surroundings were plunged into endless darkness, and everything was completely silent.

I don't know how long it has passed, the darkness has been withdrawn from this world, and the light has reappeared.

The boy who had no sense of reality at first regained his senses little by little. He heard nearby voices one after another, distant and familiar, and the picture in front of him gradually became clearer.

"Oh! Look, look!"

"An Ting from Class [-] of Junior Three confessed to Song Ci in their class! It's in front of the flower bed in the teaching building of Junior Three!"

"Song Ci, that very popular top student!!!"

"No way, isn't An Ting a bastard? How dare he?"

"Wow, there is a good show to watch."

"Promise him! Promise him! Promise him!"

The hormones of youth have no place to rest, and teenagers always have an urge to leap over the fence. I always like to hear and see the clichéd plot of a teenager confessing to a girl.

The location is that the classroom of the first class of the third grade is located on the first floor of the teaching building, facing the flower bed, surrounded by a circle of redbuds, which are full of fragrance.

Under the mottled environment, a delinquent boy in a black T-shirt, hand-cut school uniform pants and slippers is confessing his love to a beautiful girl in full winter school uniform.

The spring breeze of March shuttles through the air bangs of the girl, wearing a long ponytail to show her ability, and the strands of hair on the temples are hidden and cramped.

Rao Song Ci, who gets three good students every year, is still a little flustered at this moment.

What scene have you not seen?

This scene is the first time...

Since entering junior high school, Song Ci has long been used to being confessed by boys. The confessions he can make are all about asking for contact information, doing it online, or inserting a small note offline, which is quite reserved.

And this kind of super straight ball is the first time in my life, and it is still in the public.

Song Ci quickly calmed down again. She had no plans to fall in love in middle school at all, and it was impossible for her to agree to any boy, especially the boy in front of her.

She hates him!The most annoying!
An Ting, 15 years old this year, 1.7 meters tall, although a little handsome, but a scumbag and a gangster, a very bad and stubborn problem student.

Never fall in love with such a person.

"Sorry, I…"

Before Song Ci could finish his refusal line, the young man reflected in his almond eyes was staring at him with a very sad and nostalgic look. After all these years of knowing each other, he had never seen such an expression on this person's face.

Water ripples gradually appeared in the eyes.

OMG!

Song Ci was dumbfounded.

Is he crying?Because I turned him down?

I thought he was joking, but I didn't expect to like me so much.

In the next second, under everyone's shocked eyes, An Ting ran towards the men's room without saying a word, acting like I don't listen or I don't listen.

Is this... tears?

Only the bewildered crowd remained at the scene, including Song Ci. She looked at the boy's back and couldn't help thinking—does this naughty boy really like me so much?

……

at the same time.

An Ting came to the washstand in the men's toilet of Gaoyi, turned on the faucet, washed his face with cool tap water over and over again, and then looked at the mirror with disbelieving eyes.

"What happened? Didn't I lie on the operating table? How did you go back in the blink of an eye?"

The face in the mirror is immature and handsome.

The corners of the eyes were slightly hung up, mixed with a trace of hostility, and the evil spirit was awe-inspiring.

There is also a light yellow broken hair, which I secretly dyed before the Spring Festival, and was dragged out by the head teacher to cut it as soon as school started, but there are still faint golden traces, shining brightly under the scorching sun.

There is no doubt that this is me in the third year of junior high school, a rebellious, confused, and arrogant young man who does not know the heights of the sky and the earth.

Soon, he understood one thing - he was reborn.

It was as if riding in Tinker Bell's time tunnel, dragging his scarred soul, from 29 years old to 15 years old. Just now, he suddenly saw the familiar campus and distant faces, so he was almost moved to tears.

By the way... what the hell was I doing just now?

The person standing in front of me just now seems to be Song Ci from the same class. She has a perfect appearance, excellent character and learning, and was given the nickname of the leader of the Balance Sect.

Although that girl has known me for many years, she doesn't agree with me and has always hated me.

"Hahaha, An Ting, I didn't expect you to have such a move. Although you failed to confess, but the last move was too strong, and the acting was top-notch. It's the first time I've seen the squad leader look so bewildered. It's a bit interesting."

The person who came was a young man of similar age, about 1.7 meters tall, with a T-shirt on his upper body, school uniform trousers on his lower body, and a pair of sneakers.

"Fuck! Goofy, aren't you dead?"

Gao Fei, a best friend and bad friend who went through nine years of compulsory education in Anting and even two years of technical secondary school, rode a modified motorcycle on the road during the last half year of the technical secondary school internship and never returned.

real!die!up!
Gao Fei couldn't help but get a black line on his forehead, "No way...Although you lost Yasuo solo to me last night, you don't have to curse me to die..."

Ok…

The reason for the confession was Yasuo's solo last night, and those who lost would have to confess to Song Ci.

Ever since, there was the scene just now.

But... An Ting clearly remembered that the confession in his previous life was not Yasuo's solo, but Red Police's Bering Strait solo, because his third year of junior high school was only 2006.

This year there is only happiness, no wind man.

Has the world changed, or have I been reborn in another world line?

Just when An Ting was thinking of this, he looked down at the sink. The gurgling water passed by a small stone somewhere, creating a diversion, and flowing to a completely different future.

"Don't talk about what you have and what you don't have, do you want to play a game together after school?" While speaking, Gao Fei stretched out his hand and put it on An Ting's shoulder very familiarly.

In March, it is sunny, suitable for hooking shoulders and backs, and playing games in Internet cafes.

"Okay..." Feeling the warmth on his shoulders, An Ting smiled slightly, temporarily giving up the entanglement with the status quo.

He is not disgusted with the invitation from his former friends, and even looks forward to it.

He is very excited and excited, and can't wait to have a century meeting with this world.

However, he quickly remembered that he had a more important matter to deal with, and changed his words: "Not today, I just came back, I'm a little busy!"

"Huh!? Just came back? Where did you come from? Haven't you been here all along?"

Just when Gao Fei was puzzled, An Ting had already walked away at a pace of disapproval.

There is no time to explain, he has more important things to deal with.

……

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

The sunset glow in spring comes neither early nor late, just right.

Even the saturation is so moderate.

City C is a third- and fourth-tier city in the south that never snows, and the town is located in the outskirts of Beicheng District. It is a quaint but timeless town, where a group of dear people live.

In early March, it was warm and cold.

Song Ci was wearing a loose winter school uniform. It was a little hot, so she pulled the coat to the middle, revealing a white T-shirt underneath, with a high ponytail swaying in the wind.

Walking on the riverside road outside the school, it attracted the attention of countless people.

This is the leader of the Balance Sect in the junior high school in her hometown, Balance in a commendatory sense, she is a perfect person who is meticulous and considerate in every aspect.

Although the overall feeling is cold, it is not particularly alienating.

"A Ci, A Ci...why are you so absent-minded?"

The person who spoke was Bao Weiwei, Song Ci's deskmate and little sister, and they stayed together all day.

Bao Weiwei is a relatively common junior high school student with a mushroom head. He looks a little cute, with a little baby fat on his face. He is still a snack foodie. He still has to hold a cup of pearl milk tea while walking on the road.

Song Ci truthfully said: "Well, you went to the commissary this morning and didn't see..."

"Hmph, I'm so mad, I missed such an interesting thing, that An Ting confessed to you in public! I heard that you refused and ran away crying..." At this point, the clever Bao Weiwei came to his senses, suddenly realized, and said: "Oh, you are entangled in his affairs."

"Hmm... I'm a little embarrassed to make a boy cry for the first time." Having grown up so old, it was indeed the first time for Song Ci to make a boy cry, and she felt a little guilty.

Unexpectedly, it was still Anting.

How can I make that bad student cry...

"Hey, don't take that guy's matter to heart. An Ting is not a good person. That guy is disgusting. There are still a hundred days before the high school entrance examination. He suddenly confessed to you. He must be deliberately messing with your mentality... Forget it, it should be just the kind of regret before death!"

"Pfft... what is dying..." Song Ci was amused.

"I'm not wrong. An Ting's academic performance is the lowest. You are the first in the grade. He may just want to settle his mind before graduation... It's a normal operation. I was also confessed to recently." Speaking of this, Bao Weiwei was a little smug, holding his face.

"real or fake…?"

"really!"

Just as the girls were joking with each other on the riverside road, a handsome young man playing roller skating flew by in the middle of the road. It was An Ting. When he passed by the two girls, he said meanly: "Bad girl, come out and fight!"

Bad Girl Bao, this is one of Bao Weiwei's nicknames, basically only An Ting would call her that.

Hmm... If Gao Fei is Anting's male best friend, then Bao Weiwei is a female best friend. We have known each other since the first grade of elementary school... This girl went to the seaside during her undergraduate graduation trip. In order to save drowning children, she never came back...

"Ah... this stinky guy!" Bao Weiwei stomped his feet angrily, but couldn't catch up.

In junior high school, Anting sometimes went to school by bicycle and sometimes on roller skates.

He, always out of the ordinary, gives people a sense of freedom from the constraints of the campus walls.

While being stubborn and rebellious, in fact, there are still many girls who have a good impression of him.

And at this moment, the flywheel boy passed by, like a swallow flying over the lake, causing ripples in the girl's heart.

At this time.

Song Ci was distracted by looking at An Ting's back, when the cell phone in her pocket rang suddenly, she picked it up and saw that it was her mother's phone.

Her father passed away for several years, and her mother worked hard to bring Song Ci up. She heard that a very good uncle was pursuing her recently, and her mother accepted it. Song Ci was very sensible and did not object.

It's just that the uncle also has a son with personality problems, which has become the biggest obstacle for the two of them.

That uncle is going to have a showdown with his son tonight.

"Hey, mom...it's okay, I respect your decision, as long as you are happy..."

Song Ci is a precocious and good girl who doesn't cry or make trouble. She really hopes that her mother can reap the second spring of life and control her own happiness again.

only.

She was actually quite disturbed.

If her mother remarried, she would either live alone or live with the past. Both choices made her very panic and confused.

(End of this chapter)

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