This day, for Ji Lianzhong, the amount of information is too much, this day is extremely bad, even at night, lying in bed, the whole brain is still confused.

After combing through his mind, he had a preliminary idea, as if he was in a coma and had a long dream, in the dream, he was born in 1988, but now the real situation is that he was born in 1975 and is only 9 years old now.

But the amazing thing is that the 28 years of memories in my mind are not fake, and some fragments are very clear, as if I have experienced them personally.

Now it's like I've lived 28 more years, a bit like a "past life" memory. (Henceforth: Past Life)

But the memories were too large and vague, and the thought of these things hurt terribly, and he felt as if his memories were now fading, which made him panic and terrified.

He was afraid of losing himself, losing his parents and the people who loved him.

Memories are constantly merging, and he knows something, because of the memory of his "past life", his current mind is improving rapidly.

And the memories of the present are also being overwritten by the memories of the past 28 years. He was afraid to tell his parents.

He has been a very filial child since he was a child, and he is afraid that if he says it, his parents will worry more about him.

It's a bit fantastical, but it's real.

And after memory comparison, he found that the memories of his past life in the past 28 years seemed to be something that happened in the future, but he was not sure because the memories were slightly different.

The two consciousnesses in his brain are still clashing, and he has a nine-year-old memory, although he is still dominant, but the memory personality of his previous life is too strong, and he doesn't know when he will lose.

He has a feeling that his memories are fused, and he will be controlled by his previous life.

"It seems to be a bit like snatching away" A word popped up in his mind that should not be in this era, and it was obviously the knowledge of another consciousness.

Organize your mood and leave these thoughts behind you.

No matter what, it's always yourself (parents in previous lives were the same).

Lying on the bed, the moonlight poured into the room through the window, the room was a little bright, Ji Lianzhong sighed lightly, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Fate makes people" Ji Lianzhong thought to himself.

"I don't know how Mingyang is?"

After accepting the status quo, Ji Lianzhong suddenly remembered Zhang Mingyang, who was struck by lightning in his "previous life", and also thought of Zhang Mingyang, who was in the rain with him, and I don't know how his two "brothers" were.

After thinking about it a lot, his chaotic brain gradually became sleepy, and after a while, Ji Lianzhong fell asleep.

"Lianzhong, get up, wash up and eat, go to school" When Ji Lianzhong was in a daze, a gentle voice woke him up from his sleep.

"Mom, what time is it, aren't you resting today?" Ji Lianzhong said in a daze.

"You little cub, it's Monday today, what are you resting on, hurry up and wash up and eat?" A majestic voice came to Ji Lianzhong's ears again, and the sleepy-eyed Ji Lianzhong suddenly stirred.

"It turns out that today is not Sunday. ”

"Dad, I know, I'll get up. For his father, Ji Lianzhong has a natural sense of awe.

Even though his mind has matured rapidly, the fear of his father in his bones has not disappeared.

Hearing Ji Lianzhong's slightly hurried answer, Han Minghui smiled.

Five minutes later, Ji Lianzhong finished washing.

Sitting quietly in front of the old wooden dining table, looking at his parents, his eyes were slightly excited, but he also had some inexplicable emotions, he felt that the personality of his previous life was about to "come out".

I couldn't tell if it was sadness or any other emotion, he looked at his parents quietly, he wanted to see his parents more and remember them forever.

In fact, Memorial Zheng and Han Minghui are quite strange today, and the child's behavior today is indescribably weird.

I thought I had been too busy lately and neglected my child's condition.

"Ahem, okay, Lianzhong, let's eat!" Memorial said lightly.

"Lian Zhong, what's wrong with you, are you still not feeling well?" Han Minghui asked with pity.

"Dad, Mom, I'm fine, I want to say to you......" Ji Lian Zhongqiang held back the other self in his head, and roared in his heart, "Give me some time, let me finish what I want to say."

"Past Life" Jilian seemed to feel this emotion, and then his mind calmed down a little.

"Dad, Mom, thank you for raising me for so many years, Lian Zhong only now understands that it is you ...... who love me the most" Ji Lian Zhong choked up a little.

Memorial Zheng's calm heart shook a little, and the hand that was about to pick up the vegetables trembled a little. But it was quickly covered up without a trace.

I also saw it in Jilian.

I have learned from the memories of my previous life: when I grew up, after an in-depth conversation, I learned more about my father's "story".

It turns out that all along, the father who pretends to be strict has paid so much for himself behind his back. The little-known side of my father is not only majestic, but also "cute".

Han Minghui's eyes also widened, and her eyes were a little red.

The couple wondered why their son would say such a thing.

"Mom and Dad, in the days to come, don't worry about me, you two have to be good, you must be happy, even if I am not by your side in the future, you must eat and sleep on time, Dad, smoke less in the future, Mom, you will work less in the future, my brother and I have grown up, we will share a little bit of things for you, don't be afraid of tired us......

"Lian Zhong, what's wrong with you today," Memorial asked with some confusion.

That sense of recovery is getting stronger.

"Dad, Mom, I love you, I will always love you......" Ji Lianzhong slowly lowered his head, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"Lianzhong, Lianzhong, Lianzhong, what's wrong with you" Han Minghui hurriedly went to Ji Lianzhong's body and touched him, but there was no reaction.

"Dad, come and see, what's wrong with the child" Han Minghui said eagerly.

The memorial was hurrying over, and when he saw the situation, he seemed to be unconscious again, so he quickly pinched the person, and after a while, he woke up in the middle of the memory.

"Lian Zhong, you scared us to death" Han Minghui hugged his son tightly.

"Dad, Mom, I'm fine, I'm just a little excited, my body is not all well, plus I have been sick recently, I have some prostration, it's not a big deal," Ji Lianzhong said fixedly.

"It's okay," Memorial also breathed a sigh of relief, but he keenly felt that the child seemed to have changed somewhat.

That look was a little sharp.

"Mom and Dad, it's almost time to eat, and I'll go to school in a while," Ji Lianzhong said with a grin.

said that he lowered his head to eat, but the light revealed in his eyes, Ji Lianzhong knew that he was back.

The memory of this life is still a little struggling, but Ji Lianzhong secretly said in his heart, "I will be filial to my parents." ”

He seemed to feel it, and then his mind gradually calmed down.

And Ji Lianzhong also returned to eating honestly as usual.

When the husband and wife saw their son like this, they smiled heartily, and they felt that the child had grown up.

After eating, it was 6:50 in the morning, the couple was a little surprised, today's son's meal has risen sharply, and it is almost the same as an adult, but he didn't think much about it, after all, in the eyes of the older generation, "being able to eat is a blessing", blamed the amount of food on being sick and weak, and still growing his body, and needed to supplement nutrition.

Seven twenty is for early reading, and I don't want to be late for school for the first time in this world.

In fact, originally, his parents still wanted to let him rest again, but Ji Lianzhong knew that he was fine, so he persuaded his parents, and his parents couldn't resist him, so they agreed.

He quickly packed up his textbooks and put them in the old schoolbag that he remembered for an unknown number of generations.

The brown-gray single-shoulder bag style, some large, with longer straps, straddles Ji Lianzhong's body, and some look bloated and wide.

This was left to him by his 16-year-old brother, and it was indeed a bit old for a nine-year-old, and it felt like the whole schoolbag was tied up with him.

However, Ji Lianzhong didn't care about this, and he had already seen it in his life.

"That's right, Lianzhong, tonight, your brother and your brother will come back, come back early after school in the afternoon, don't go wandering" Just about to go out, Lian Zhong was stopped by his father and said.

"Good...... Okay, I got it. ”

The eldest brother Ji Lianhai is 16 years old this year, in the second year of high school, and will take the college entrance examination next year, and he will live at his grandmother's house during this time, and his younger brother Ji Lianhua is 7 years old this year, and he is also temporarily taken care of by his grandmother, and today they are going to come back for a reunion dinner.

hurriedly went out, rushed to the door of Zhang Mingyang's house, and shouted a few times, because he wanted to see Zhang Mingyang in this world.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Mingyang's father said that he was not feeling well today, and asked Ji Lianzhong to send a letter to the teacher to ask for another day off.

Seeing this, Ji Lianzhong didn't say much, was polite, and hurried to school.

In the early morning, the slight cold wind blew Ji Lianzhong, shivering, Qianzhou at this time was still a little cold.

The familiar road, just out of the deep pit in the south of the alley, came to mind: this is a teacher's apartment building that has not yet been filled in by the county No. 1 middle school. But in the future, apartment buildings will rise one after another.

The road is still lined with lush poplar trees, and there is no pollution from factories and exhaust gases, and the air is intoxicating.

At this time, although the clarion call for innovation and opening up is constantly sounding, it has not yet completely shaken Qin Province in the northwest, but Ji Lian has a faint idea in his heart, the opportunity in his previous life cannot be missed, and the unfinished strength is bound to come again.

Fifteen minutes later, Ji Lianzhong arrived at the school gate, which was still the familiar school gate, even if there was a time difference of more than ten years, this door still did not change.

In my memory, many students have complained about this school gate, and when I went home when I was 25 years old in my previous life, I passed by the school, and the gate was like this at that time, which was really "strong"

Look up, "Qinglong Primary School" four big characters shine brightly.

This character is inscribed by his homeroom teacher Chen Jing, and his calligraphy is still very strong.

With a smile, Ji Lianzhong watched the sparse students walk into the school and followed into the school.

I walked into the third grade class with ease, and the house was still as dilapidated as ever.

In my previous life, when I heard about the earthquake in W County, Sichuan in 08, it affected Qianzhou, and it was at the beginning of the junior high school, and there was a teacher surnamed Wang in the sixth grade, regardless of the danger, and let the students enter the classroom to copy the practice questions.

He also said the thunderous words of "a small earthquake, the big one can't run, and the small one doesn't need to run".

Ji Lianzhong did not experience the situation of the students at that time, but he was also moved by the "professionalism" of the teacher.

Hurry up and read in the morning, the students came one after another, carrying stools to the national flag podium, and doing it in turn according to the assigned positions of each grade.

In fact, there are not many people in the school, there are five grades in total, and there is one class per grade, and there are only thirty or forty students in each class.

There are 41 students in the third grade, and the whole school combined, but the number of people in the early 200s.

Morning reading began, the sound of reading aloud sounded, and the playground became lively.

Look around, it's familiar, but it feels unfamiliar.

Ji Lianzhong held the Chinese textbook and looked through it boringly.

"Hey, Ji Lianzhong, it's not good to read early, why are you careful, the teacher sees it and says you?" A female voice pulled the distracted Ji Lianzhong back.

"Oh! think about things, embarrassed" Ji Lianzhong looked sideways, and it turned out to be Zhang Min at the same table reminding him.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Min looked suspicious.

"Oops, I haven't learned this word in the third grade," Ji Lianzhong woke up.

"Haha, it's not interesting," Ji Lianzhong haha.

"Don't get distracted, quickly memorize the ancient poem "Mountain Walking", and the teacher will check it in class," Zhang Min said kindly.

"Well, I know, if you carry yours quickly, I will carry it. ”

Open the book with a sense of the times and find "Mountain Walk".

When I saw Ji Lianzhongle, it turned out to be the "Mountain Walk" written by Du Mu, "The stone path of the cold mountain is sloping in the distance, and there are people in the depths of the white clouds." Parking sits in love with the maple forest in the evening, and the frost leaves are red in February. ”

This is too simple for him, in his previous life, he experienced his parents forcing him to recite "Three Hundred Tang Poems".

A smile appeared at the corner of Ji Lianzhong's mouth, disapproving.

Then I flipped through the books casually, and after a while, I unconsciously read the entire third-grade Chinese textbook.

"It's too simple, how can I write it all down, my memory is so good?", Ji Lianzhong was a little puzzled.

"Alas, Ji Lianzhong, what are you doing, if you do this again, I won't remind you" Looking at Ji Lianzhong and looking stupidly into the distance and not knowing what to think, Zhang Min couldn't help but preach.

"Oooh...... , I memorized it," Ji Lianzhong said casually.

"It's been backed, and then you have it behind it" Zhang Min was not angry.

"I've memorized the book!"

"What? Ji Lianzhong, you brag again," Zhang Min didn't believe it.

"And you take the test?" Ji Lianzhong quipped.

"Take the test"

"Let's start with today's "Mountain Walk", back".

"Okay, go up the cold mountain stone path and slope...... Frost leaves red in February flowers" back finished.

"You're lucky, come back to "Homecoming Doll Book".

"The young and the eldest who left home returned to ...... Smile and ask where the guest is from. Go on!" Ji Lianzhong smiled.

He found it fun to tease "little kids".

"Come again, I won't believe it" Zhang Min is also stubborn.

"Farewell to the Ancient Grass", back this, Zhang Min is proud, because this has not been learned and some grow in the back of the book, few classmates go to see the back in advance, she was forced by her parents to memorize it for a long time before she succeeded.

"Look at you kid, what should I do, and brag," Zhang Min thought proudly.

"Leave the grass on the plain,...... He sent Wang Sun to go, full of farewell. ”

"Then come to "Wangtianmen Mountain" again...... Let's come again to "Drink the Lake After the Rain" ......"

After seven or eight ancient poems and a few chapters of text.

"Are you still here," Ji Lianzhong smiled.

"This ...... How can it be...... How do you do it...... Are you secretly studying at night?" Zhang Min was a little unwilling, she wanted to see Ji Lianzhong make a fool of herself.

"Why, don't take the test, believe me, who let me remember it well!" Ji Lianzhong smiled.

In his previous life, he was a liberal arts student, and he liked to read, he had a good memory, and he learned to read and memorize quickly, but now he is only a third-grade Chinese ancient poem, which is not too simple for him, and now he has a better memory, let alone a problem.

"Hmph......" Zhang Min looked at him angrily.

......

"Jingle bell...... Jingle bell" The bell rang for the next morning reading.

"Student Zhang Min, read it early, let's go, class in fifteen minutes, hurry up and clean up. ”

"Got it," Zhang Min said a little frustrated.

She thought she was powerful enough, but now Ji Lianzhong has hit her confidence a little.

Although Ji Lianzhong's grades in the class are also very good, and she is also in the top one or two in the class, she is also in the top five, and this gap also makes her a little uncomfortable.

"Don't be discouraged, I'm different from you, you work hard, and you will be very good in the future" Ji Lianzhong smiled mysteriously.

What Ji Lianzhong didn't know was that because of today's incident, Zhang Min was affected, and since then, she has always taken him as her goal, walked out of Qianzhou, and had her own achievements.

"By the way, why didn't Zhang Mingyang, who often comes with you, come here? Are you still asking for leave?" Zhang Min asked casually.

"Yes, the two of us went home last Friday, because of the rain and caught a cold, he was not feeling well, he has not recovered yet, Uncle Zhang said that he would rest for another day, and I will explain the situation to the teacher later" Ji Lianzhong replied.

"Oh, no wonder you didn't show up for class last Saturday."

While speaking, the two walked into the classroom and sat back down.

Sure enough, no matter what era it is, it seems that the seats are lined by grades.

The outermost seat in the first row of the second group in the middle of the classroom is Ji Lianzhong.

After packing up the things in his seat, Zhang Min pulled him and asked him how to memorize poems.

Ji Lianzhong also added oil and vinegar to fool the "flowers" of the motherland.

felt full of bad fun, but Zhang Min, who was also inspired, was stunned.

"Jingle bell...... Jingle bell ...... "Class bell rings.

Ji Lianzhong, who "fooled" Zhang Min, stopped talking, which made Zhang Min unsatisfied.

Sit upright and wait quietly for the first lesson of the world's "new self": math class.

"Class", "Stand up", "Hello teacher", "Hello students, please take a seat!"

"Okay, the students turned the book to page 35, by the way, did Zhang Mingyang come today?" Chen Jing asked.

Ji Lianzhong: "Teacher, Zhang Mingyang's father said that he was not in good health today, so he would take another day off." ”

"Okay, got it, the squad leader remembers, let's study today......"

……

Twenty minutes or so later

The "report" suddenly interrupted Chen Jing, who was lecturing.

Chen Jing put down the textbook in his hand, looked at the door of the classroom, and wondered: "Zhang Mingyang, why are you here?"

"I felt better in the morning, so I said to my dad and sent me to class, so I couldn't delay my studies. ”

"Well, go back to your seat. ”

With that, Chen Jing waved his hand, and Zhang Mingyang walked towards his seat.

At this moment, the familiar name instantly touched Ji Lianzhong, who lowered his head and pondered the book.

When I looked up, I saw "Zhang Mingyang" at the door.

A lot of Zhang Mingyang's information instantly appeared in his mind, and he suddenly remembered Zhang Mingyang, who was struck by lightning at the same time in his previous life, Ji Lianzhong's eyes were a little red.

Zhang Mingyang, who was not in good condition, slowly walked to his seat, passed by Ji Lianzhong's seat, the two looked at each other, Zhang Mingyang stopped, looked puzzled, and stopped talking.

Seeing Zhang Mingyang's demeanor, Ji Lianzhong was a little puzzled.

The two looked at each other, and at the same time broke out "you ......"

"Zhang Mingyang, Ji Lianzhong, what are you two doing?" Chen Jing's voice came at the right time.

The two also retracted their gaze in embarrassment.

Hey, Ji Lianzhong, don't look at him, read your book, and Zhang Mingyang hurry up to your seat, don't stand in the aisle, want to stand and listen to the class?"

"Okay, teacher," both of them stopped what they wanted to say.

Putting away his strange eyes, Zhang Mingyang walked to his seat and leaned against the wall in the first row of the four groups.

Ji Lianzhong shook his head in thought, and suddenly an unrealistic idea came to his mind.