When Zhao Zijian returned home, it was almost ten o'clock.

He was cautious even going upstairs, but when he walked to the door and took out the key, he looked up and saw the light in the cat's eyes, and he immediately gave up his tiptoe.

When I opened the door and went in, my parents really hadn't slept yet.

As soon as the door opened, the two of them turned their heads to look at each other.

Mom looked relieved.

Zhao Zijian changed his slippers and walked over.

Wang Huixin showed a smile, dry, squeezed out at a glance, and her voice was a little fake, sounding particularly affectionate and warm, "Son, why did you come back so early?"

Zhao Zijian turned his head to look at the wall clock on the wall.

That's right, it's almost ten o'clock.

I really didn't go home that late in the past.

Zhao Wenyuan and Wang Huixin both looked at him intently.

He raised his hands, "Dad, Mom, I confess." That's not my girlfriend! I don't have a girlfriend!"

Neither of them said or moved, still looking at him.

Zhao Zijian had no choice but to continue: "The reason why she invited me to dinner today is because I did her a small favor some time ago, she lost her mobile phone, I picked it up, and returned it to her, there is a lot of important information in people's mobile phones, so she is very grateful to me, and she has to invite me to dinner......

The two of them still didn't speak, and continued to look at him.

Zhao Zijian's shoulders fell suddenly, "Actually...... Actually......"

The two of them subconsciously widened their eyes.

Zhao Zijian said helplessly: "Actually, she is really not my girlfriend, but we have a good relationship, she trusts me very much, and I have indeed helped her a lot." But between us...... It's really not a boyfriend and girlfriend. ”

Wang Huixin subconsciously raised her hand, "Then you touch people's faces like this?"

Zhao Zijian was helpless and explained: "She was crying at the time! And she was stimulated today, crying and laughing, and she had to pull me to drink.

"Oh......"

This "oh" pulls a long tail note, and you can feel it, Wang Huixin seems to be both relieved and a little disappointed.

But soon, she got up again and asked, "How old is she? What is she? How did you get to know her? What do you think of her? Do you know how she feels about you?"

Zhao Zijian sounded a little confused.

Dad really made a timely move, "Hey, okay! What are you asking! Don't you explain it clearly, it's not a boyfriend and girlfriend! Xiao Jian is also seventeen or eighteen years old, so he still doesn't want to meet someone outside or something? As for such an interrogation, you! Come on, son, go take a shower!"

Mom didn't refute this time, but when Zhao Zijian agreed and quickly slipped away to take a bath, she heard her muttering behind her, "I think that girl is very beautiful, but she seems to be a little older than our son?"

Zhao Zijian hurriedly closed the door of the bathroom.

Besides, a boy, not a girl, has nothing to lose, what are you afraid of?"

"What do you say...... What if Xiao Jian is a girl? Eat with a man, you can ask?"

"If he were a girl, I'd send him five hundred dollars? I'm sure I'll go over and get her out on the spot!"

“……”

"What?"

"Zhao Wenyuan, you are really patriarchal!"

"I'm called a patriarch, don't you understand? If you don't understand, don't go around! What should you do, why do you go, sleep!"

"It's not...... I just want to ask what's wrong? I'm afraid my son will be deceived!"

"Your son let people cheat? You save it! Just like you, if it weren't for the two of you, he would have been able to sell you and make you very moved! Are you still afraid that he will let others cheat? If you can cheat him, you will definitely not be able to see it!"

"Hey...... Zhao Wenyuan, what do you mean? Say I have a low IQ, right?"

"I mean, your son has a high IQ!"

“…… That's right, too. ”

"Whatever I am!"

"Hmmmm? Zhao Wenyuan ......"

…………

After taking a shower and lying on the bed, Zhao Zijian's eyes stared at the white ceiling, a little distracted.

He played with two mahogany talismans in his hand.

He felt that he was a little more or less impetuous, and it was not suitable for him to start cultivating right away.

The wine is a little uplifting, far from being drunk, but it is still a little smoky.

In fact, he drank at most three or two wines, although it was a high degree of two-pot head, but with the amount of alcohol he drank at the age of seventeen or eighteen, this amount of wine was not enough to form a real threat to him.

It's just that I'm inexplicably a little emotionally agitated.

The heating in the room was sufficient, and he didn't pull the quilt, just put his hands back and leaned on the quilt, his eyes widened and he was thinking.

Think about the past life, think about the present life.

Thinking about his cultivation progress, thinking about what he should do in the next year, thinking about the surging style in Xie Yuqing's eyes, remembering that he had promised to go to dinner with Lu Xiaoning on Saturday night, and remembering that he would accompany Xie Yuqing to visit a few snack streets on Sunday, and be responsible for advising her on the plan to open a night market stall.

I also think of the lonely, dilapidated village in the depths of the snow, which is almost gone.

Then, at some point, he felt that his consciousness was a little blurry, his eyelids were a little heavy, and then, at some point, he suddenly fell asleep.

…………

This sleep was extremely dark and sweet.

I didn't even have a dream.

When he woke up in the morning, Zhao Zijian lay on the bed and was stunned for several minutes, he thought he had slept for at least ten hours, but he grabbed his mobile phone and looked at the time, it was not even five o'clock.

Normally, at this point, he must have been cultivating.

Speaking of which, he hadn't slept like this in a long time.

Turn over and get up, move your muscles and bones, and feel refreshed.

Even though the snow must have been thick outside, he changed his clothes and went for a run.

It was just five o'clock, and it was getting dark, but there were already a lot of sanitation workers on the street who were busy clearing the snow on the street.

Zhao Zijian trotted slowly for a while, and then strode for a while, until he was sweating profusely, then he reversed back, thought about it, and took out his mobile phone and ran to the breakfast shop to buy some breakfast and bring it back.

When he got home, it was just after six o'clock.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, I ate breakfast first, put the rest on the table, and left a note for my parents: I just bought breakfast, and if it is cold, it will be hot.

Then, at half past six in the morning, he went out.

It was still dark, but the east was already starting to get a little white.

This time he didn't run, but walked slowly along the road to school, stepping on the snow all the way.

He likes the way he thinks while walking.

After just a few days, after regaining the feeling of living at this time of 2016, he suddenly found that many of his thoughts when he had just returned to the day of January 1 did not seem to be very applicable - the situation changed somewhat more than originally expected.

is also living in 2016, and he is also seventeen and eighteen, but the current self is obviously not the same person as Zhao Zijian, the otaku who was originally seventeen or eighteen years old.

As a result, those routes that were originally planned for fate have been opened to a completely different route by the current self in less than a week.

In that case, of course, some adjustments will have to be made along with it.

Even if you don't have to be the prodigal son of the prodigal in your life, you don't have to let yourself live in a constrained way for some foreseeable difficulties and dangers.

If there is a problem, solve the problem!

The great man once said: There are always more ways than difficulties!

What's more, he is a man who has come back from the future!

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