Chen Xiaojian started writing a diary when he was in his first year of junior high school, and at first, it was just to complete the homework assigned by the teacher.

At that time, in order to exercise everyone's writing ability, the Chinese teacher required all students to keep a diary and write an additional weekly diary every week.

A diary is only a suggestion because it involves privacy, while a weekly journal needs to be turned in as an assignment.

In this way, Chen Xiaojian began to write a diary, and at the beginning, he was not used to it. But after writing for a long time, I actually persevered, although there was no pen power, no rhetoric, perception and the like, just flat and straightforward, just like keeping a running account.

It wasn't until he went to university that Chen Xiaojian started his boarding career. The four brothers live together, it is inevitable that there will be some inconvenience, once Chen Xiaojian happened to be seen by the brothers in the dormitory when he was writing a diary, and was ridiculed by several brothers in the dormitory, so he abandoned the habit of writing a diary.

After all, a diary is a very private thing, and in a dormitory, it is almost impossible to keep a diary from the people in the dormitory. So Chen Xiaojian finally had to give up the habit of keeping a diary that he had insisted on for many years.

Later, after Chen Xiaojian entered the society, he was still annoyed because of this incident.

Because Chen Xiaojian read a sentence when he was unintentional, "The diary is the most faithful record of his growth." In recording yourself, it also records the times in which you live. ”

Chen Xiaojian opened the diary and looked at it carefully.

The words are not good-looking, and they have always been said by their parents to be dog crawling words, and whether they are in school or after work, they are often used by classmates and colleagues to make jokes.

The content is not exciting, it's all trivial things, who and who has a fight, who is beautiful in the next class, how much money did you spend on what you bought today, and so on.

Chen Xiaojian quickly flipped to the most recent one, glanced at it, shouted: "Hold the grass", and then fell directly backwards, fell on the bed, made a "bang" sound, and the wooden board made a "crunch" moan.

On the top line of the diary, there is a clear line: "Friday, June 2, 2006, the weather is fine".

Chen Xiaojian's mind kept transmitting a consciousness: "I have crossed! I have crossed? ”

Chen Xiaojian covered his forehead, and the turbulent waves rolled up in his heart, and he couldn't calm down.

Although I had already begun to doubt myself when I first saw myself in the mirror, I still couldn't believe it when I found out that I had really crossed over.

I actually crossed over like this? This kind of thing that I thought would only happen in YY novels was really encountered by myself?

So what happened to me in that world? Is it dead?

If so, what will happen to your parents, family, and friends in that world? Are you grieving for yourself now?

Or is it that when you travel back to 2006, your 2006 self also travels to your future self?

So what will he do? A soul in 2006 will suddenly travel into the unknown future, and he must be at a loss, right?

Chen Xiaojian was lying on the bed, his eyes were empty, and he was stunned for a long time, and finally he could only accept such a reality.

He has indeed crossed over, and in Chen Xiaojian's consciousness, there is no way to go back.

I only hope that in another future world, there will be another self who can take care of my parents for myself and complete what I haven't done yet.

This is Chen Xiaojian's last and best thought of another world.

Today is June 3, 2006. I looked up at the wall clock on the wall, and it was 10:35 in the morning.

This is a day that Chen Xiaojian will never forget in his life, and this is also a time that Chen Xiaojian will never forget in his life.

Chen Xiaojian rubbed his cheeks to sober himself up. Then he grabbed the clothes and pants on the bed, put them on his body casually, and ran to his parents' bedroom in the west room on the second floor while kicking and pulling the trouser legs.

Sure enough, the furnishings in the room are the same as before, and there is no trace of it after being renovated after college.

Chen Xiaojian moved a stool and placed it in front of the wardrobe, then climbed up and opened the half-fan kitchen on the wardrobe.

Inside are neatly folded autumn and winter clothes, which have been left for more than half a year, and the smell of dampness is mixed with the smell of mothballs, which is very unpleasant.

Chen Xiaojian pulled the clothes to the side, then reached to the back of the clothes, touched two handfuls, and then took out two packs of cigarettes and a disposable lighter.

This is where Chen Xiaojian's father hid cigarettes, Chen Xiaojian was in his third year of high school, and he once rummaged through his clothes and accidentally found this place.

Because my mother didn't allow my father to smoke, my father could only secretly hide his cigarettes in various places, just like private money.

Because it was a private possession, Chen Xiaojian knew that even if his father found out that he had taken his cigarettes, he would not say anything.

So when he was in college, when he came back from vacation, Chen Xiaojian would often take a few packs of cigarettes away, and it was true that he was not discovered by his father, and he may have been discovered, but as Chen Xiaojian expected, he didn't dare to make a noise.

Smoke is not a good smoke, the native Purple Jinling. It's not expensive, it's very affordable, and it tastes very good.

Chen Xiaojian learned to smoke when he was in college, and he has been smoking the brand Zijinling, and later after doing sales, the work pressure has become greater, and cigarettes have almost become a necessity, Chen Xiaojian has also tried to quit smoking, but they all ended in failure, and then he never thought about quitting smoking again.

Chen Xiaojian stuffed a pack of cigarettes into the pocket of his pants, then held another pack in his hand, and while walking to the balcony, he skillfully removed the plastic seal, pulled off the tin foil, took out a cigarette, sniffed it on the tip of his nose, and flicked it twice on the nail cover of his thumb.

Chen Xiaojian walked to the balcony and stretched out his hand to pull the balcony window open a little. As soon as the window opened, a gentle breeze blew in, mixed with a hint of heat.

It's only June, but it's already a little bit of summer.

Chen Xiaojian put the cigarette in his mouth, held the lighter in his right hand, blocked the wind with his left hand, and "wiped" it, and a small flame rose from the lighter.

Now most of the lighters are this kind of flint, and there are relatively few electric sparks, in fact, Chen Xiaojian prefers this, which is a bit similar to the kerosene lighter he is used to.

Chen Xiaojian tilted his head and lit the cigarette, then took a deep breath, and with a "whew", he spit out the thick smoke out of the window.

Chen Xiaojian smoked two cigarettes in a row, and while smoking, Chen Xiaojian was thinking about how he would go in the future.

Since God has made him start anew again, Chen Xiaojian decided to take a completely different path from the previous life.

At this time, Chen Xiaojian was very grateful that he had chosen the job of car sales in his previous life.

Because after doing car sales, Chen Xiaojian dabbled in many things that he never dared to be interested in in order to have topics to talk about with all kinds of customers.

Chen Xiaojian also believes that with his knowledge of the prophet for so many years, he will definitely be able to walk out of a completely different path from his previous life.

Chen Xiaojian returned to his small room, took out his diary, and then carefully tore off a few pages from the middle line.

Then I took out a pen and kept writing and drawing on it.

Chen Xiaojian first briefly listed some major events, important people and so on.

When Chen Xiaojian first started writing, he wrote quickly, but when he wrote later, he became slower and slower, and from time to time he returned to his head to make some additions to what he had written before.

Chen Xiaojian wrote while reminiscing. The more I think about it, the clearer the memory in my mind becomes, and by the time Chen Xiaojian writes down all the major events, important people, etc. in his memory, one thing and one person has been imprinted in Chen Xiaojian's mind.

After Chen Xiaojian finished writing, he went back and read it again, and the contents of the five sheets of paper,

Chen Xiaojian made sure that there was nothing wrong again, and after he had sorted everything out in his mind, Chen Xiaojian marked a line between the various events and characters that could be used on the paper.

After everything was done, Chen Xiaojian picked up the five pieces of paper and walked to the bathroom.

Take out the lighter in your pocket, light it all, watch it burn to ashes, throw it in the toilet, twist the drawer button, and flush it clean.

Chen Xiaojian walked back to the small room, checked it, and confirmed that there was no problem. Then I went to my parents' room and checked it, there was no problem, and I looked up at the time, it was already half past four in the afternoon.

Chen Xiaojian's father is a "craftsman", who is a technician, and now works in a factory in the town, and is now the workshop director of the factory.

Because in the past two years, the town government has encouraged investment in private factories, so the performance of the factory is not bad, and my father's life is relatively nourishing.

Chen Xiaojian's mother opened a small clothing store on the street of the town, because her mother had worked in a state-owned garment factory for many years, and later when the country was changed to private, her mother discussed with her father to open a clothing store on the street.

Because my mother knows this business very well, the business has always been good.

One manages the production of the factory, and the other has to look after the store, so Chen Xiaojian's parents usually go out early and return late, so naturally no one makes lunch for Chen Xiaojian.

Chen Xiaojian is also accustomed to eating lunch alone when he is on vacation, sometimes cooking some meals by himself, and more often he simply eats outside.

Chen Xiaojian was born in such a well-off family, and he was more than enough to be better than the bottom, so Chen Xiaojian used to get by.

There are no big ambitions, and nothing too high to pursue.

The only ambition may be to be able to catch up with the girl he has a crush on, but he didn't finish it until he came through.

Now that Chen Xiaojian has a chance to start over, Chen Xiaojian feels that he should do something that he only thinks about in his previous life, only dares to think, but has never put into action.