There is a moist feeling in the corners of his eyes? This is a bit of a, this is a dream, Jiang Fan laughed at himself.

Jiang Fan felt that he was a little deep, but no matter what, he just wanted to substitute it and experience it himself.

It's time to wake up, right? The body began to suspect that it was dreaming.

Looks like you have something to do today?

Headache...... I remembered the deflated calf Zhang Qiang, the girl poured herself once when she flew to the United States, and almost went to the hospital; when she got married, the deflated calf did not come, and there was no red envelope; and then he divorced, he ran upside down, happily poured himself again, sent himself a song, and sent a WeChat red envelope, the text of the red envelope is not Wishing you prosperity, and the name of the song given to himself is the same: Happy divorce.

Scold...... It's not a joke, it's not the opposite, he's really happy.

Ao, I remembered something, moved, and left the house, on the grounds that she had wasted ten years of her youth. Jiang Fan didn't mess with her, and simply signed, perhaps because he was cooperative, and finally left him a bachelor apartment.

I finally opened my eyes, but it wasn't the palatial home.

Haven't you ever opened your eyes and scolded MMP, or is it a dream?

got up, then found himself sitting on the bed, looked at it for a while, and finally determined that the location of the scene was a college dormitory.

Dreaming of a college dormitory? Seems to be the first time.

If you always dream of that girl, you can explain it by remembering it, how to explain it in the college dormitory? When you get old, you start to feel nostalgic? When you are in your thirties, you start to get old and nostalgic, and you always feel a little ashamed.

There is a little pain in the head, the pain after being drunk, the forehead, the feeling of pain is not a little too real.

After getting out of bed and drinking some water, his mind gradually began to clear up, and then he began to notice that everything around him was starting to feel a little wrong.

What you see in your eyes, what you touch in your hands, and the water you just drank is all too real.

There are six beds in the dormitory, sleeping on the upper floor, the quilt on the bed is neat or scattered, and the flowers are gray and gray; the lower cabinet is stuffed with clothes, the cabinet door is open or closed, and the clothes inside are regularly hung or stuffed randomly, three-dimensional and natural; there is also a desk, the computer on the desk is running, and the books and stationery on the desk are numerous and complex, and you can clearly see every word and symbol on it......

There are also voices that my ears hear, many and chaotic, coming from outside the dormitory door.

"Komatsu, take a seat for me, I'll get up immediately. ”

And then a few snaps, and me, and my dog.

Another voice rang out again.

"Go to the cafeteria, is there anyone with you?"

The voice was silent, and no one paid attention.

"Then I went by myself?"

Then there is the crosstalk performance of the name of the dish.

"Well, I suddenly don't feel hungry, let's go. ”

……

As a professional dreamer, he knows all the characteristics of things in his dreams, and some of the characters in his dreams will be very clear, such as the girl he often dreams of, some of the pictures are very delicate and detailed, but the things in his dreams are teasing him all the time.

Is the girl's smile beautiful?

Do the girl's tears hurt to watch?

It hurts, then it hurts you a lot, because all this is unreal.

Yes, even the heartache is so unreal.

The difference between dream and reality is actually as simple as that, unreal and real.

No matter how much you think about it night after night, everything in the dream seems flawless, but the only thing missing is a real feeling.

And in the current dormitory, the current Jiang Fan, he can feel the real taste every moment.

He didn't even have time to think about being reborn, he closed his eyes, his nose, his mouth, his ears, greedily absorbing this real feeling, and the real feeling made him feel grounded and at ease.

He picked up the mirror on the table, and a young and young face appeared in it, unweathered, although immature, but beautiful, with clear eyes and a confident expression, it was him in college, vigorous and wanton.

Without any warning, he became a younger him, but even if there was an omen, he didn't feel that he needed to do anything in advance, his parents were healthy and happy, he lived with his brother's house, he often went back to see them, his love life was a mess, and his friends and friendships were also in contact.

Do you expect some form of notification?

Although from the moment you come into this world, notifications accompany a person's life.

Doctor's notice: Born, mother and child are safe, it is a boy or girl.

If you don't notice, you won't be born?

Teacher's notice: Parents will come to school tomorrow. Because of excellent grades or a mess, because of your criticism or praise, because of early love, because of parental ......

School notice: XX was admitted to XX high school XX University. Then so-and-so stepped into another life with excitement and a little worry about the unknown, or with a high price and a shameful confidence, or with the pride of a school bully with the domineering spirit of continuing to beat the whole school......

A notice represents a person or group of people who already know about it, and then make a judgment on the parties, and before the trial, the parties know nothing.

But there are more moments in life, and there is never a single notice.

It comes as a matter of course, and it seems to be destined, and you will be nostalgic for the later days, or glory, or sorrow.

Even if there is a notice, it is probably a dialogue without a sense of democracy.

……

Young man, if I tell you that what you have done in your life has touched the heavens and the earth, the ancient and modern, and the official association of the reborn unanimously decided to reward you with a chance to be reborn, are you afraid?

Oh, shouldn't you ask me what things have touched the heavens and the earth, ancient and modern?

Boy, if I told you that in view of the tear-inducing and precious quality of your breaking the casserole question, the official association of the reborn unanimously decided to reincarnate you directly, would you be moved?

Oh, then you tell me a ghost.

……

Therefore, fate or time and space, without notifying Jiang Fan, kicked him back to the past, and kicked him back to the dormitory in college.

From getting out of bed to now, I have talked a lot, but in fact, the reality has probably only passed a minute or two.

There is no one else in the dormitory now except him, although the sound from outside the dormitory door is noisy, but he feels a kind of inner quiet, and wants to sort out his thoughts, only to find that he doesn't know what day it is, but the weather is a little cold, probably around winter.

I got up to look for the calendar to see what the day was, but a foul smell wafted from the toilet next to the balcony.

Then Zhang Qiang's voice came.

"Jiang Fan, how much wine did you drink yesterday and you haven't woken up yet? You're dead in bed, hurry up and put on paper!"

Drinking?Then his own headache is explained, it seems that this deflated calf has developed a good quality of drinking since his college days.

Jiang Fan probably knew the source of the smell.

got up, took two steps in the direction of the balcony, tilted his head and looked, the door of the toilet next to the balcony was closed, heh, I thought that this deflated calf was open again.

Zhang Qiang, the two fell in love at first sight since college, full of affection, classmates, roommates, and buddies.

At this time, Zhang Qiang's table was on the computer, and there were two breakfasts next to the computer: steamed buns and soy milk, he sat in front of the computer unceremoniously, picked up a breakfast, in fact, he was not hungry, and his stomach that had been ravaged by wine lees was still crying and unwilling, but Qiangzi's filial piety had to be accepted, Qiangzi, Zhang Qiang's nickname when he had filial piety.

The computer screen was lit up, hanging the entertainment overlord of the year: the penguin, and from time to time there were a few calls of penguins that he missed.

Sitting in front of the computer, looking at the diamonds on the Zhang Qiang Penguin, he complained about the local tyrant in his heart.

Years later, the local tyrant is showing off his members in the barrage, just like showing off his diamond in the penguin now.

A few clicks of the mouse, a penguin dialog box popped up, took a closer look, when I saw the other party's avatar clearly, I was slightly stunned, it turned out that this product had already been in contact with this girl, flipped through the record, it seems that I didn't know each other for a long time, Xu Wen hesitated for a while, and finally pressed the keyboard a few times, sent two sentences to the other side, and then saw the other party offline.

Zhang Qiang's voice came from the toilet, and his voice was turned up a lot.

"Is it up yet?"

Ignoring Hadron's voice, he tried to get up and walk, but his eyes drifted to the bottom right corner of the screen, where the time and date were displayed.

He looked at it for a moment, and joy came over him like a torrent.

January 1, 2008, 7:49 a.m.

Zhang Qiang's voice shouted higher and higher, but he fell into his own world.

In January 2008, only half a year before June 2007. In June of '07, he graduated from high school, and two months later, he received a notice from Greentown University, and then he packed his bags, left his hometown, and came to Greentown and Greentown University with great ambition. At that time, he was proud and had an infinite vision for the future, and he didn't know that he would eventually fall into the troubles of the world and the bloody plot like all living beings.

In January 2008, there were only a few days left before the snowstorm, four months before the earthquake, five months before the girl he knew and his best friend, and seven months before the Olympics......

In 2008, in the days to come, he will experience natural and man-made disasters with the torrent of fate, and all the details forgotten in the corner will jump out again in the future and strike a fatal blow to your heart.

In 2008, it was seven years before 2015, and in the past seven years, he and the girl met and knew each other, but they did not love each other, and seven years later, he sent the girl away.

In 2008, exactly ten years away from 2018.

Dream back ten years, everything, changed direction at the beginning of the torrent of fate.

Jiang Fan looked at the date quietly, his face was calm, but his heart was agitated, like a rolling wave, and he in his heart, in front of the rolling fate, was like a seasoned sailor, in the storm, firmly holding the rudder of fate.