The other children were joking, but Xiao Xiu played with his life, and finally scared them all away, of course, it was also possible that he was scared away by the blood he shed.

His mother abandoned him, and his father was away all the year round, and Qu Nanxiu was often bullied by the older children in the town.

When he was very angry, he was like an enraged little bull, with high morale, and hanging colors was commonplace, as long as he didn't let his grandmother see it, otherwise she would be distressed and sick.

If he could pull down his face and soften himself and say a few flattering words with his conscience, maybe the situation would not be so bad.

But this boy is a strong bone, and his temper is like a stone in a pit, smelly and hard. If you want him to be soft, it will be harder than letting ants trample on an elephant!

I was injured in the past, but I simply dealt with it myself, and I passed it very well. This time, the injury seemed to be a bit severe, because a brick was impartial and slapped against his carotid artery......

"Xiaoxiu, come out to eat!"

Grandma was obviously calling him in the outhouse, but it sounded like a hundred and eight thousand miles away. Hearing is a little blurry.

He shouted with all his strength: "Grandma, I'm sleepy, I'll eat after sleeping for a while!"

"Oh, you sleep, sleep, sleep. ”

Grandma didn't think much of it, and went to the next door to do needlework.

Blood, the more it flows. Xiao Xiu felt that his head was getting heavier and heavier, his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he gradually lost feeling the presence of his body. There was terrible darkness in front of me.

He began to regret it, why was he so impulsive just now, if he had gritted his teeth and endured it, he would not have come to this situation!

"Uhhh

A sudden white light, like a knife like a sword, pierced the boundless dark night straight and gave Xiao Xiu some positive stimulation. He struggled desperately to see where the light was coming from.

The white light extends rapidly vertically and horizontally, and the surface tends to be clear, and finally a huge old-fashioned table clock is revealed! The clock case is made of mahogany, and the style is minimalist without any decoration, only the faint flowing luster, highlighting its extraordinary.

"Tick, tick, tick......"

That's when time is ticking!

When a dying man hears this voice, it is as if his life has entered a countdown, and it is terrifying!

Xiao Xiu's body was trembling violently, and his breathing was so weak that he was about to run out!

"I'm going to die? I still have so many things to do, so many things to say! What do I do every day? I really regret that I didn't study hard and waste my time fighting with people. If God could give me another chance, I would ......"

Tears of remorse fell one after another: "No, I can't die! I can't let grandma and father, white-haired people send black-haired people! I can't let Leng Hua be widowed!"

Thinking of this, and without knowing where the strength and inspiration came from, he struggled and stumbled to the clock!

The clock was even taller than he was, and oddly enough, the part of the dial engraved with Roman numerals did not have the usual glazing cover so that he could touch the hands.

Enduring the severe pain, desperately tiptoeing, Xiao Xiu used all his strength, wrenched the pointer a few times randomly, and finally collapsed to the ground with exhaustion!

However, the needle did not stop. After being manually intervened, he still walked methodically at the same speed "ticking, ticking", showing the world the fairness and stability of time!

"Uhhh

As soon as the white light appeared, the surroundings seemed to return to their original state...... Xiao Xiu got up and walked as usual.

Eh, why does the house seem smaller than it used to be?

When the second monk was confused, he was surprised to see his father, who was more than ten years old, walking towards him with a little ricket, and he was already a head taller than him!

"Dad, ...... you" Xiao Xiu was dumbfounded, and the voice he uttered was already that of an unfamiliar adult male, "Where's grandma?"

Seeing that his father's eyes were gradually reddening, he slowly patted his son and said: "Dad knows, you were brought up by your grandmother since you were a child, you have a deep relationship with her, she is gone, you are very stimulated, but people, no one can escape this day......"

A bolt from the blue!

What the hell is going on?!

"Uhhh

It's still that weird white light, always inadvertently turning things upside down!

Hell, aren't you on your way home from school every day? I'm still the same nine-year-old boy!

Is it a dream, or is it a hallucination?

Could it be that grandma is still alive and dad is not old?

Fang Cai's scene scared him to death, because he was too afraid of losing his loved ones, and tears kept rolling in his eyes unconsciously. He ran home desperately, flying a head.

On the way, I met the older children again, and they laughed at him and insulted him, which was how they fought last time.

But this time, Xiao Xiu swallowed his anger, no matter how angry he was, he just covered his ears and ran away. So everything went well.

It turns out that taking a step back can really open up the sky.

Fortunately, Grandma is alive and Dad is not old, everything is as magical as just pressing the "Enter key"!

Of course, Qu Nanxiu didn't know the enter key at that time, because he hadn't touched the computer yet.

It took him a long time to figure out what he was injured in a fight, what time to turn the clock, what to see home ten years from now—it turned out that all this was illusory, and it was only played out in his own mind!

Why is it so realistic, so logical?

The nine-year-old boy was puzzled and went to consult his admired teacher who "knew everything".

Teacher Dong listened patiently, looked at him worriedly, and said, "If it's not a dream, it may be an illusion, Qu Nanxiu, are you under too much pressure?"

The first time he heard the word "hallucination", Qu Nanxiu understood it with all his heart: "Teacher, what is an illusion?"

"It's something that doesn't exist, something that doesn't happen, but you see it. It may be that you don't sleep well or are stressed, which causes mental ......"

The teacher couldn't bear to say that there was a mental problem.

"Oh, hallucinations, hallucinations......"

My mind is full of this new word. Qu Nanxiu had a hunch that this might be the key to solving all the doubts.

When he mentioned it to others, he attracted a lot of ridicule such as "neurosis".

Only Lenghua, who was thirteen years old at the time, never doubted what he said, and protected him in her own way as always: "Nanxiu, I believe everything you say." By the way, didn't Mr. Dong say that you should read more books when you don't understand, and there are all the answers in the book?"

The young man looked at his "sister" with a well-proportioned flesh and blood and a sweet smile, and thought evilly: Is there really an answer to everything? Then I want to know, when you grow up, will you become my daughter-in-law?

"Nanxiu, what are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, nothing, hehehe. ”

"I don't think you're thinking anything good. ”

"Absolutely too good to be ......"