Eighteen-year-old Chen Yang has read a lot of online novels, but he has never tried to write them himself.

He found the website where he read online novels ten years ago, and he is still the leader in the online novel industry at this stage. (Does this count as kneeling licking?)

Chen Yang found the page to apply for a writer, followed the prompts, and after more than ten minutes, he had his own writer account, but when it came time to create the work, Chen Yang hesitated.

What should I name this novel?

After thinking about it for a long time, Chen Yang decided to come up with the simplest title. Since I have come ten years later, it is better to call it ten years later.

Chen Yang clearly remembers that there was once a song called this, and it was very good.

After clicking Create Novel, Chen Yang was a little dumbfounded, the website required that the creation of a novel must have at least 3,000 words of text.

Now, at such a time, can you write it yourself?

Obviously not, Jiang Xiaoli may not know when to leave, in case she is seen, she is not easy to explain, can she say that she also wants to learn Zhang Peng to write novels? This may make Gao Yue and Jiang Xiaoli interested, and then she will not be able to end it.

After staying for more than an hour, Jiang Xiaoli got up to leave, Chen Yang sent her out the door, and then returned to the bedroom and sat next to Gao Yue.

Chen Yang lowered his head and touched Gao Yue, feeling that there was no problem, he picked up an apple and peeled it, while Gao Yue looked at a few leaflets for selling houses brought by Jiang Xiaoli.

"Yoko, how big square do you say we should buy?"

Chen Yang smiled and handed the peeled apple in his hand to Gao Yue, then took the leaflet from her hand and said: "You are in charge of the house, but I am in charge of your body, in case something goes wrong, how will I use it in the future." ”

Gao Yue took the apple and put it down, her smile trembled: "You, I really can't say anything about you, it's really unhealthy to think every day." ”

Chen Yang had a rogue expression on his face, took the apple and put it aside, happily picked up a towel and wiped Gao Yue's hands and said, "It doesn't seem unhealthy for me to say this to my daughter-in-law." Are you tired, do you want to sleep again?"

Gao Yue hugged Chen Yang's arm and said, "Then you sleep with me, I can't sleep alone." ”

Chen Yang scratched Gao Yue's nose, looked spoiled, then took off his shoes and went to bed, hugged Gao Yue in his arms and said, "Do you call you to eat at noon?"

Gao Yuezuan was in Chen Yang's arms, shook his head and said, "I guess I'll sleep until the afternoon again, you can do something by yourself." When I'm well, I'll make you a big meal. ”

Chen Yang smiled and said, "The big meal is free, just give me to eat yourself when you are well." ”

"Good. ”

More than ten minutes later, Gao Yue was already asleep, Chen Yang gently flattened Gao Yue's body, carefully covered her with a quilt, and then put on her shoes and walked out of the bedroom.

Chen Yang was lying on the bed just now, thinking about how to write the beginning of the novel, and after putting his fingers on the keyboard, Chen Yang found that everything seemed to be so simple, because this novel is his own memory and life record, and all he has to do is to narrate them.

The sound of "crackling" keyboard tapping, the beginning of the novel appears on the screen.

"I never imagined that when I opened my eyes, I would be ten years later. ”

The fingers tapping on the keyboard stopped, and Chen Yang frowned, because of the appearance of this sentence, the first question appeared.

Did you really come through time?

What is certain is that this world is real, it is the real world, it is not illusory, and it cannot be another world.

However, in the real world, is there really such a bizarre thing as time travel?

Human technology has developed to a certain extent, and crossing may also become a reality, but it is clear that the current level of technology is far from reaching that level.

The main evidence why I think I came through time is the memory of my eighteen-year-old life.

Chen Yang still clearly remembers that after he woke up from Four Seasons Park that day, he started his current life. Until now, Chen Yang still clearly remembers everything before he woke up.

The memory of being eighteen years old is so deeply imprinted in my mind, it is my own personal experience, and it will definitely not be a fake existence.

The main reason why I questioned the fact that I had traveled through time was the appearance of that memory notebook.

Who is that mysterious woman?

Why did she send herself a notebook that she could call a memory key?

How did she get this notebook?

Whether it is the eighteen-year-old self or the twenty-eight-year-old self who has the memory of the current self, there is no impression of that mysterious woman at all, this is an unexplainable mystery.

Chen Yang has denied more than once that he came to this world through time, but there is no good answer to verify his denial.

Just when Chen Yang was full of thoughts, there was a knock on the door of his home.

Chen Yang came back to his senses and stood up and opened the door, it was Chen's mother and Mengmeng.

Chen Yang hugged Mengmeng with a smile, and Chen's mother muttered: "This little girl is so annoying, she keeps shouting to call her mother, I can only send her over." ”

Chen Yang rubbed his daughter's little face affectionately and said, "Mom, just let her be here." ”

Chen's mother entered the door and walked into the bedroom lightly, came to Gao Yue's bedside, looked at it and said, "Is it still burning now?"

Chen Yang whispered that his daughter's mother was sick and couldn't speak loudly, Meng Meng nodded obediently, and lay down beside Gao Yue, with a little worry on her little face.

Chen Yang looked at his daughter's expression and said softly with relief: "The fever subsided last night." ”

Chen's mother frowned and said, "You are really, knowing that she is weak, and letting her get wet in the rain,"

Chen Yang said helplessly: "Mom, let's go out, I'll talk to you about something." ”

Chen Yang picked up Mengmeng and Chen's mother out of the bedroom and came to the living room to sit down, and told Mengmeng to let her play by herself.

Gao Yue and Chen Yang have already said that it is better to tell the two old men about this matter, after all, if they suddenly buy a house or something, if the source of the money is not clear, it will definitely make the old man worried.

Chen Yang simply told what happened, and Chen's mother was already angry after hearing it.

"How can there be such a father, who doesn't even want his own daughter, it's just not as good as an animal. ”

Chen Yang continued: "Mom, you and my dad have a conversation about this matter, Xiaoyue means it's better not to make a noise." ”

Chen's mother nodded and said, "Don't worry, you take good care of Xiaoyue, then my mother will leave first, Xiaofang is still waiting for me at home, and the house will be cleaned today." ”

After Chen Yang sent Chen's mother away, he returned to the sofa and sat down again, while Mengmeng sat next to him obediently and read comic books.

Looking at Meng Meng, Chen Yang fell into memories again.