This story is purely fictional and any similarities are purely coincidental

Some people are born happy, have a good family, have close friends, can get the love of many people, and live a comfortable life. Some people have to face many setbacks, and the god of fate ignores his existence and steps into the trough of life countless times.

Life can have a chance to do it all over again, maybe it only appears in novels, but such a rare opportunity actually hit Peng Xin's head.

There is no wind in the sky, the rising sun, and the soft light sprinkled on every corner of Baihai City, which looks so quiet and warm.

The old town of Baihai City, Baotian District, in a bungalow.

The first rays of sunlight in the early morning shone into the room, Peng Xin opened his eyes violently, sat up quickly, there was still a trace of fear on his face, looking at the old interior decorative furniture, there was a sense of déjà vu, I couldn't tell whether it was a dream or a reality.

"Mari Mari coaxed !!" Peng Xin closed his eyes again and silently recited the incantation, and opened his eyes again, and the scene did not change!

Two red lacquered wooden bookshelves stand on both sides of their single bed, the bookshelves are full of books, turn your head and take a cursory look, all are martial arts novels and comics, neat and clean, the walls on both sides of the bookshelf are pasted with two pieces of rice paper, each with a domineering verse, seven big characters on the left "Flying Snow Shoots White Deer in the Sky", and there are also seven big characters on the right "Laughing Book Hero Leans on Bi Yuan", which looks elegant and free.

Below the two verses are the posters of Liu Tianwang and Goddess Guan, and there are several shoe boxes below the posters, which are tapes and CDs of various singers, Peng Xin looked at everything in front of him, a little trance and dazed, and suddenly realized, isn't this the old house he lived in more than 20 years ago?

Looking at the calendar hanging behind the door, March 7, 1996, could it be that I was in a dream? No, the past 20 years passed in my mind with a flick of my fingers, so real.

Peng Xin still couldn't believe it, and the pain he got after punching and kicking himself in the most stupid way made Peng Xin convinced that he was not dreaming, he did exist on March 7, 1996, could he have returned to 16 years old?

Peng Xin came to the conclusion that he did not die, but was reborn!

There is such a miraculous thing in the world, in Peng Xin's memory, there is still the last scene of his electric shock in his mind, the frightened eyes of everyone, the shouts of his colleagues, and then he lost consciousness, even if he didn't die, he should be in the hospital at this moment!

He didn't die, but was reborn, Peng Xin sighed in his heart, thanked all the immortals, and gave himself a second life.

After being happy for a while, observing this familiar and unfamiliar environment, Peng Xin recalled it carefully, and vaguely remembered that the two poems on the wall were written by Peng Xin himself many years ago. Since the clever Peng Xin junior high school, addicted to novels, comics and music, academic performance plummeted, the first year of junior high school was still the top ten in the class, the second year of junior high school fell to the level of middle students in the class, to the third year of junior high school grades are plummeting, sometimes sleepy, the exam is sleeping, directly reached the peak of the class, occupied the commanding heights, ranked first in the penultimate class, obsessed with Japanese comic books, Jin Yong, Gu Long, Liang Yusheng's novels, as well as the kings and queens of Hong Kong and Taiwan, like each of their classics, Peng Xin can't remember the English words, but the plot and song lyrics in the novel are like martial arts masters, but they have mastered the peak and escaped into the realm.

Suddenly Peng Xin thought of a question, he was reborn, look at the calendar, this month, this date, his parents means that they are still alive.

Covering his cheeks, which were a little red and swollen by himself, ignoring those graphic novels and broken tape CDs, he couldn't wait to open the door and rush out of his room, and at a glance he saw his mother who was cleaning in the outhouse in the living room, and his father who was sitting on a chair and reading the newspaper carefully with his eyes, Peng Xin took three steps and made two steps, stepped forward and hugged his mother, and cried.

Peng Xin's father, seeing his son, got up so early today, a little strange, this is not his son's usual style, folded the newspaper in his hand in half and put it on the coffee table, Peng Benchu seemed to anticipate everything that was going to happen, stood up, put his left hand into his pocket, and groped for something.

"Go up, there's no money. Peng's mother was not moved by Peng Xin's crying, in the past three years, Peng Xin has used this trick many times, in the hands of the kind Peng's mother, defrauded no less than 500 yuan of pocket money, which was used by Peng Xin to buy novel tapes, in the eyes of the mother, those are all garbage that harms her son, and she has long wanted to throw it away, but she can see that her son is like a treasure, but she can't be ruthless.

"Mom, I love you. Peng Xin didn't know how to explain his rebirth, and when he saw his mother again at this time, he just wanted to hug his mother well, and he was really afraid of losing her.

Back then, when Peng Xin was at this age, he did try all kinds of ways to ask for pocket money from his parents, and his mother's reaction was actually reasonable, and Peng Xin couldn't help but feel ashamed.

"Eldest son, forget it, you love Gu Long, Jin Yong, Liang Yusheng, those heroes, go to the side, don't delay me to sweep the floor!"

"Mom, I really love you, I miss you so much, it's so nice to see you. Peng Xin just hugged his mother tighter.

"Yo Yo Yo, there are really tears, okay, son, your acting skills have improved, and you have three points of skill with your father and me. Peng's father walked over with a smile, groped for a long time, and finally took out 5 yuan from his pocket and handed it to his son.

"Dad, I love you too, I miss you to death. No, no, I miss you too much. Peng Xin didn't take the money from Peng's father at all, but hugged Peng's father, and the three of them hugged each other in the middle of the living room, and the five yuan fell from Peng's father's hand and slowly fell on the concrete floor.

Peng's father looked down at the five yuan that fell on the ground, and then looked at his son who was hugging him, couldn't believe it, and asked in surprise: "Son, what's wrong? This is still too little? Your father can't earn much money a day, but your appetite is getting bigger and bigger!"

Usually Peng Xin is not such a character, he will never let go of pocket money when he sees it, whether it is 5 cents or 1 yuan, he will not refuse, and a big ticket of 5 yuan like this will be firmly grasped in his hands, and Peng's father does not understand what the situation is this time.

"Dad, Mom, don't get excited, listen to me, I.... I was born again. Peng Xin pointed to himself and said.

Seeing that something was wrong with her son, the mother quickly touched Peng Xin's forehead, it's not hot, there shouldn't be a fever, why is it so abnormal, what nonsense, what rebirth, although I don't know what it means, but I think this word is very strange.

"What do you mean? Son, are you stupid to read novels? Father Peng asked first.

"Rebirth means that I was already heroic in 2018, that is, I died, but for some reason, my soul returned to the present year 1996, and I am living again. Peng Xin let go of his parents, but took the hands of the two of them and told him about his rebirth.

For Peng Xin, his parents are the most trustworthy people, after speaking, Peng Xin let out a breath, because he was afraid that there were any taboos, and he could not tell his parents this secret, after speaking, he looked around, and there was no vision, no lightning and thunder, the sky was still clear outside, and he was still here, safe and sound.

"Lao Peng, it's all your fault, I'll just say don't always get used to your son, let him read those messy novels all day long, and now he's starting to talk nonsense in broad daylight. Peng's mother complained to her husband while holding Peng Xin's mid-hairstyle with her hand.

"I usually pay for novels, I see that you don't give less, I'm used to my son, and you are more used to my son than me. "Father Peng is very unconvinced, Peng Xin is a boy of the three generations of the old Peng family, not only Peng's father and Peng's mother, including Peng Xin's grandparents, grandparents also regard him as a treasure.

"Son, what did you say??How did you die??Why did you ????? so carelessly" Peng's mother, who was still complaining about Peng's father just now, suddenly turned her face, looked at Peng Xin, and looked at Peng Xin with a worried face, and a word exploded in her mind, "Dead?".

"Son, how did you die, how did you feel when you died????? tell your father about it. "Father Peng didn't talk to his wife anymore, and he also realized that things were not ordinary.

"Don't talk yet, answer Mom's questions first. Peng's mother pushed Peng's father and said.

"Don't push me, I also care about my son, if you push me, I won't wash the dishes at night. Peng's father was pushed by his wife and threatened Peng's mother with words.

Peng's family is actually not rich, Peng's father's name is Peng Benchu, aged 41, is a surgeon in the First Hospital of Baihai City, Huaxia Guo, Peng's mother's name is Ma Dongmei, aged 39, is a nurse in the First Hospital, the husband and wife work in the same unit, and Peng Xin is in the third year of junior high school in Fuqiang Middle School.

Peng Xin smiled when he saw that his parents could raise the bar like this, and wiped his tears with his sleeve.

After thinking about it, he should have calmed down the excitement of his parents, repeatedly said that what he said was the truth, not a trick to cheat pocket money, and expressed to his father his willingness to wash the dishes for him tonight, and then pressed his parents to the sofa and listened quietly to his own experience of being reborn.

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