Yu Zhile limped to the door of his house, took out the key tremblingly, and missed the keyhole several times, only then did he recover a little from the panic, and noticed that the rust on the security door seemed to be much less, and it even looked like a new luster, she was stunned for a few seconds, straightened up from the posture of bending down and bowing her head to open the door, and slowly and stiffly raised her head to look around.

Although it is still the corridor that has entered and exited in the past two days, it is subtly slightly different.

For example, the walls are not so dirty, the windows are not so gray, and there are not so many clutter in the hallway.

In short, everything looks a lot newer, with a different kind of life than it used to be.

Yu Zhile was stunned for a while, and suddenly there was a lot of movement in the door, a boy about ten years old suddenly opened the door, and rushed out majestically with a dirty football in his arms, and didn't even sweep his eyes at Yu Zhile, who was standing at the door, and rushed downstairs with a bang, leaving Yu Zhile, who was completely stunned, and the young woman who followed the boy stared at him dumbly.

"Remember to come back for dinner in a while......" The young woman's shouting to the boy was completely unmomentum at the moment she saw Yu Zhile, she embarrassedly pulled her broken hair behind her ear and squeezed out a smile, "Hello, you are a teacher at Xiaoliang School?" Xiao Liang hasn't been in trouble at school recently, right? ”

Yu Zhile looked down at the formal clothes he was wearing for job hunting, understood that the other party had misunderstood, and quickly shook his head and explained: "No, I'm not a teacher." ”

When the young woman heard this, her state relaxed a lot, and her smile became natural, "I'm sorry, I thought it was Xiaoliang's teacher who came to visit your home and made you smile." ”

While the young woman was talking, Yu Zhile glanced inside the house several times and found that although the layout inside was the same as the house she rented, there was nothing that belonged to her at all, and there were traces of the life of a family of three.

Glancing again, I saw a wall calendar hanging on the wall, on which were clearly printed four huge numbers - 2005.

Yu Zhile's brain was buzzing, and she couldn't hear what the young woman was saying at all, she grabbed the young woman's forearm and asked eagerly, "What year is this year?" ”

The young woman was stunned by this abrupt question, but she replied honestly: "In 2005." ”

Yu Zhile originally carried her to the wrong door, and the hope that the family would hang a wall calendar ten years ago was torn to shreds. Seeing her dejected appearance, the young woman seemed to ask a few questions, but Yu Zhile's head was dizzy, he couldn't listen to anything, and he answered a few words randomly, and went downstairs in a trance under the young woman's concerned gaze.

Walking to the bottom floor, pushing open the iron gate that was not as strict as ten years later, the sunset at the end of June had not completely set, but Yu Zhile's eyes were black for a while.

How could this happen?

She finally finished college, and before she had time to start a new life, why did she go back to ten years ago?

Sitting gloomily on the bench in the community, Yu Zhile wanted to cry without tears, and her thoughts drifted as she looked at the pedestrians coming and going in front of her, as if there was an invisible barrier in front of her, separating her from these people and things ten years ago.

Her current situation is no worse than the embarrassment of the previous two days, at least in 2015 she had an identity, an education, and the last safe haven in her hometown, but now, her ID card says that she was born in 1993 and is only twelve years old this year.

Twelve years old! Who would dare to use this proper child labor?

What's more, no one would believe that she looked like she was twelve years old. The point of the problem is that she has become a black household, has no valid academic qualifications, and has relatives but can't recognize them, otherwise where would she put her real twelve-year-old self?

Thinking about it again, Yu Zhile felt that this question would involve philosophical questions such as the origin of the universe and the nature of time, and her brain capacity was not enough, and she felt that her head was too heavy to lift up after a little thought.

"Ono, who allowed you to play with us?" The harsh and funny voice of a male duck belonging to a teenager in the voice-changing period caught Yu Zhile's attention, and she followed the sound and saw a group of boys from eleven or twelve to thirteen or fourteen years old gathered in the open space not far away as an activity venue, including Xiaoliang, who lived in the house rented by Yu Zhile ten years later in 2005.

The boy who spoke out was probably the leader of this group of little teenagers, and the master was tall and big in a group of small beans, but boys generally developed late, and they became taller and changed their voices at this age, and the follow-up may be limited to this height of about 1.7 meters.

Yu Zhile was not interested in the fight between children, but the boy scolded too badly, and as an adult, he couldn't help but feel sad that the flowers of the motherland were prematurely poisoned by the filthy world.

Well, she actually just wants to see the excitement.

The boy known as the "little wild seed" was surrounded in the middle, and compared to the prematurely developed boy "Boss", he still looked like a child, and his slender body was even weaker in contrast to the "boss's" big shoulders and round waist, and he was crumbling under his pushing.

The "boss" is a "little wild seed", and he also attacks his mother for having a dirty disease, and he must have it, so let everyone not play with him, and be careful not to be infected by him.

The more Yu Zhile listened, the more he didn't like to speak, and now he really wanted to intervene to stop it, and was about to get up, but he was shocked by the cold light in the eyes of the boy who kept hanging his head and letting the "boss" spew dirty mouths without words.

He has a pair of very beautiful eyes, but at this time, the coldness and ferocity in these eyes are accurately conveyed through the soft broken hair on his forehead, and the next second he pounces on the "boss".

Hearing only a pig-like howl, the "boss" had three more blood marks on his face, but the boy didn't intend to stop there, and pressed the opponent and punched him several times, but was quickly dragged away by the other boys.

The "boss" who came back to his senses became angry, □□punched the boy who fell to the ground, and beckoned the others to do it.

Yu Zhile was anxious, stood up suddenly, and shouted loudly: "Which class are you from the fourth middle school?" ”

No. 4 Middle School is the closest middle school to this community, and Yu Zhile speculates that these boys should all be students there, and her current dress seems to be quite capable of bluffing, so they mistakenly think that she is a teacher in No. 4 Middle School.

This roar shocked the group of half-grown children, stopped what they were doing, and said to each other in a low voice as if they had never seen this teacher, Yu Zhile struck while the iron was hot, and continued: "Don't run, tell me which class you are in, let your parents ...... tomorrow"

Saying "don't run" was a hint that they should run, and sure enough, before they could finish speaking, the seven or eight children scattered in a hurry, and each went back to his own house to find his own mother, leaving only the beaten boy in the same place.

Yu Zhile stepped forward and squatted down, trying to help the boy up, but was pushed away mercilessly. The boy stiffened up, wiped a handful of blood from his forehead, and dyed Bai Shengsheng's face black and red, making it even more miserable.

But he didn't care, clutching the painful position after being kicked in the abdomen, and limped back.

Yu Zhile felt the bleak cold wind blowing on her face in the evening of early summer, couldn't the boys in this community see her? Xiao Liang is like this, this person is also like this, is her sense of existence running away from home?

"I see you're seriously injured, do you need to go to the hospital for a check-up?" Yu Zhile decided to carry forward the noble style of caring for the flowers of the motherland and sacrificing himself for others, and even he could not protect himself, so he still stepped forward and asked with concern, and suddenly felt that his image was much taller.

It's not because the little boy is good-looking.

The boy looked at her indifferently, didn't say yes, didn't say bad, and after a while, Yu Zhile looked away uncomfortably and looked around before he spoke: "You are not the teacher of the fourth middle school. ”

Yu Zhile, who was exposed in person, was a little embarrassed.

Why did she feel embarrassed when she saved the child?

Yu Zhile, who was rarely enthusiastic, suddenly felt bored, and retracted his hand stupidly, but when he saw the boy almost stumbling and falling on the side of the road, he was faster than his brain again and helped him.

This time he was not pushed away, probably because the boy was in a terrible pain.

Helped by Yu Zhile to his door, he frowned and wanted to take out the key from his pocket to open the iron door, but because of the spraining of his right hand, he couldn't move, so he had to use his left hand awkwardly, but he pulled the bruise on his abdomen, although he tried his best to hold back, but he still spilled a small cry of pain from between his teeth.

Yu Zhile looked up at this building, what a coincidence, she also has the key to this doorway. So Yu Zhile let go of the hand holding the boy, and the boy turned his face invisibly, as if he couldn't figure out her intentions.

Yu Zhile took out the key given to her by the landlord in 2015, opened the iron door, gently supported the boy, secretly looked at his small body, and asked, "How many floors do you live on?" Can you still walk the stairs? Do you want me to carry you? ”

The boy didn't answer, and walked straight to the stairs, without waiting for Yu Zhile, as if he was stubborn because he was despised by her.

Yu Zhile was stunned for a moment, and quickly caught up, not daring to say anything, for fear of accidentally touching the sensitive nerves of the teenager who had just entered puberty, so he only followed the boy not far away, and only took a hand when he couldn't support it.

The two slowly climbed to the fourth floor, and the boy stood at the door of room 401, struggling to take out the key and open the door to enter the house. Yu Zhile stopped at the door and was stunned, the 301 she rented was downstairs, but now Xiaoliang's family lives. There seem to be a lot of children in this community now, why has it become so deserted and dilapidated ten years later?

The boy didn't take the door with him when he entered the house, and when he walked to the living room, he noticed that Yu Zhile hadn't followed, and looked back at her silently, with some light flashing in his eyes.

Yu Zhile looked left and right, convinced that he was looking at himself, and said uncertainly, "Can I come in?" ”

The boy quickly lowered his eyes and turned around, "Help me with the medicine." ”