The winter sun is fine and warm.

The campus of Jidong Junior High School is still so quiet, and the grass on the fine stone paved path spreads and is slightly yellow.

Lu Yuan walked in the corridor on the second floor of the teaching building, stopped in front of the classroom door on the far right, and then gently pushed down, but the door was not locked.

No one has been in this classroom for a long time, there are cobwebs everywhere, and the ground and desks are covered with thick dust.

Count to the right in the third row, the fourth seat.

That was his position back then, Lu Yuan walked to the seat, his eyes were lonely.

Hearing that the alma mater was about to be demolished and a commercial center was going to be built on the original site, Lu Yuan was a little worried in his heart, and he came here unconsciously.

As an ordinary teacher in an ordinary middle school, there is not much left after the monthly salary is paid off the mortgage.

The family is not completed, the business is not completed.

Lu Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly, he was really a loser in his life!

He took out a few tissues, carefully wiped the dust off the table and chair, and then sat back on the stool, which had been absent for more than ten years.

Lying on the table, feeling the intoxicating slight heat of the sun on my skin, I gradually felt sleepy, and then fell asleep.

"Bell bell bell ......"

A rapid electric bell rang, and Lu Yuan couldn't help but feel excited, and subconsciously sat up straight.

"Hey, what are you doing, having nightmares?"

A voice sounded beside him.

Lu Yuan turned his head in a daze, and found a young and somewhat familiar face looking at him with a wicked smile.

"Are you...... Chen Mingjian?"

Lu Yuan asked with some hesitation.

"Damn, what the hell are you kidding?

The boy looked at him quizzically.

Lu Yuan didn't answer, he turned his head, looked at the environment around him, and was suddenly stunned.

The back three rows are full of students who have fallen asleep, and occasionally a few people are flipping through thick novels, and there is a slide projector that has long been obsolete next to the podium, and eight large red characters are pasted above the blackboard: Tranquility and Destiny.

After staying for a full minute, when the young man at the same table was about to call him, Lu Yuan stood up and said in a bit of a panic: "I'll go to the toilet......"

He walked in such a hurry that he didn't even notice that his knee hit the leg of the table.

Chen Mingjian was stunned as he watched his table walk out of the classroom, not knowing what evil he had suddenly fallen into.

Whoa......

Tap water was poured over his head and ran down his neck, cold and bone-chilling.

Lu Yuan was unconscious, slowly raised his head, looked at the mirror above the pool, and looked at the strange and familiar face in the mirror, delicate and with a little childishness.

Have you been born again?

Lu Yuan's heart was beating extremely fast, he didn't know if it was true, but the students in blue and white school uniforms who came and went in the corridor outside the toilet told him that all this was true.

I went back to the third year of junior high school, in 2001 AD!

After being silent for a long time, Lu Yuan touched his pocket, there was a bag of Double Happiness, and there were a few left.

"Smack!"

The pale blue flames rose, and the smoke filled the room, and Lu Yuan's eyes were full of doubt and shock.

I suddenly came to this era, did I still exist before that, and what about my parents over there?

In the blink of an eye, all kinds of problems came one after another.

For a long time, Lu Yuan exhaled a long breath, and if he came, he would be safe.

He looked at himself in the mirror, he was not wearing glasses at this time, and there was still a bit of rebellion between his eyebrows.

What a young man!

A wry smile appeared on Lu Yuan's face.

"You kid really went to the toilet on the fourth floor to smoke, and he didn't have any righteousness, so he didn't call me!"

Chen Mingjian's voice suddenly appeared outside the door.

He took out a cigarette directly from Lu Yuan's pocket, skillfully lit it for himself, took a deep breath, and then squinted his eyes and said, "Don't worry, I saw Liu Dasha go to the playground just now, and I won't come here to inspect." ”

Liu Dasha, Lu Yuan's mind pondered for a long time, and only then did the image of the somewhat half-bald middle-aged man vaguely emerge, Liu Daquan, the teaching director of Jidong Junior High School, is mean and cold, and likes to hide in the dark to catch students' early love and smoke.

At this time, the memories in Lu Yuan's mind were still a little chaotic and mixed, and the impressions before his rebirth and at this time were staggered and overlapped, which gave him a little headache.

Seeing Lu Yuan gently pinching his temples, Chen Mingjian was a little worried, and frowned: "Lu Yuan, do you have a fever, if your body really can't bear it, I'll send you to the doctor!"

When Lu Yuan heard this, he raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him who looked a little chubby, and he was a little moved in his heart.

When I was in junior high school, my grades were not good, and my personality was a little withdrawn, I only liked to hide in my seat and read novels, and I didn't have any friends, Chen Mingjian was my only friend, but later he went to college, Chen Mingjian joined the army, and the two gradually lost contact.

Slightly awkwardly, he raised his hand, patted Chen Mingjian's shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's just that I slept for a long time just now, and I was a little dizzy!"

Chen Mingjian nodded, and after a while, he came up mysteriously again.

"Have you heard, Zhang Yuan from the third class sent a love letter to Lu Qing at noon, and threw it directly into the corridor, losing a big face!"

Lu Qing?

Lu Yuan frowned slightly, recalling the name.

"Damn, isn't it, I think you're really stupid, and you forgot about the lover of your dreams?"

Dream girl?

It was like a bolt of lightning that exploded Lu Yuan's somewhat sluggish brain, and he instantly recalled the beautiful girl with a ponytail and a white chiffon dress.

Although they are both surnamed Lu, the two have no relationship, but they are both from the same town and were admitted to Jidong Junior High School, but Lu Yuan's grades dropped extremely much after he reached the second year of junior high school, and he was assigned to a poor class in the third year of junior high school, but Lu Qing's grades were as strong as ever as her beautiful face, in the best class.

My Fair Lady, a good gentleman, an outstanding girl like Lu Qing is a goddess in the hearts of countless boys, Lu Yuan has known her since childhood, if he has no ideas, it is naturally impossible, but he has always had some inferiority, and this relationship has always been hidden in his heart, and he has only mentioned it to Chen Mingjian a little.

"What, jealous?"

Chen Mingjian looked at Lu Yuan, who was a little stunned, and said with a strange smile.

Lu Yuan smiled reluctantly, shook his head, and asked, "Although Lu Qing never accepts letters from boys, he will only refuse politely, how can he throw love letters down the corridor?"

Chen Mingjian looked disdainful, "It's not that you don't know who Zhang Yuan is, relying on himself as the uncle of the head of the General Education Section of the Education Bureau, who dares to provoke him in the school, at that time, he wanted to do something to Lu Qing directly in the class, so Lu Da Beauty directly threw the love letter into the corridor!"

Just in the middle of the conversation, suddenly a student ran over from outside the toilet, he seemed to know Chen Mingjian, saw the two were smoking, and hurriedly shouted: "Run, Liu Dasha is here!"

Lu Yuan didn't react a little, but Chen Mingjian moved quickly and abnormally, directly threw away the cigarette in his hand, rushed outside, and saw that Lu Yuan was still in a daze, and said hurriedly: "Don't you run yet?"

Lu Yuan smiled bitterly, in just a few minutes, he changed from a thirty-year-old teacher to a sixteen-year-old student, and it was still not so easy to adapt.

followed Chen Mingjian running fast in the corridor, Liu Daquan shouted angrily in the distance, and the loudspeaker in the corridor was playing Faye Wong's passing year.

In their lifetimes, they met on a narrow road

Not immune

Suddenly tangled curves grew in the palms of the hands

Sensible before the emotion after

It's not more than a day

That year changed a life

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