"What a failure......

The street lamp was warm yellow, and he casually stuffed the can into the garbage can, and laughed stupidly, quietly, sadly, and even laughed out of tears. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The wind howled and rolled up the dead leaves, a little cold, and the tears on his cheeks soon cooled.

"Born and lived, my life is a joke. It's not like it's what Daddy Dead Ghost expects, it's in its prime......"

I don't know if it's the effect of alcohol, Zheng Mao felt that the whole world was collapsing, slowly spinning the world, he exhaled a heavy breath of wine, his eyes were full of worry, and murmured: "I seem to be a little drunk......"

"Huh."

He staggered onto the zebra crossing.

Suddenly, his heart trembled inexplicably, and as soon as he turned his head, two beams of headlights pierced deep into his eyes.

Everything seems to be orange-yellow.

"Tick! Didi—"

A car sped towards until it hit Zheng Mao, who was vain. With the sudden braking, the front of the car violently lifted him into the air.

"Bang!"

Perhaps it was the anesthetic effect of alcohol, but Zheng Mao did not feel any pain. In the senses of passerby A, the accident may be a momentary thing. But in Zheng Mao's field of vision, everything seemed to slow down.

A fallen leaf fell from the plane tree, fluttering left and right in midair, left and right, until Zheng Mao's back hit it.

When the aunt who was playing with her mobile phone on the side of the street realized that there had been a car accident, she suddenly raised her head, from fast to slow, and finally, the surprise completely froze on her face.

Behind her, two aunts were walking by, talking loudly, and the spit stars splashed out from between their thick lips and fell to the ground.

And then...... No then.

The beautiful girls on the street with their long hair flying, the couples kissing fiercely in front of the convenience store, the busy streets, and everything else, it's as if the movie slows down until it gradually stops, and all the scenes are silent.

In fact, when people are struggling to jump high, when they reach a critical point, they will have some kind of illusion. It seemed to stand still in mid-air.

Zheng Mao also felt this way, but it was magnified countless times, making him feel extremely long.

When his body slowed down and gradually fell, what shocked him was that the picture in front of him was like a movie rewinding.

People are walking backwards, cars are flowing backwards, and the surrounding housing facilities are changing from old to new. Until someone shows up, reverses to tear them down, backwards to move them away. High-rise buildings become shorter, asphalt roads become potholes, and in an instant, the world seems to change.

"Bang!" Freeze frame.

Zheng Mao fell heavily to the ground, and suddenly fell into a dizziness, hissing in his ears, and lost his hearing for a short time.

After being silent for a long time, the sound of the wind, the sound of cars, human voices, the sound of rapid horns, and the noise sounded in Zheng Mao's ears again.

"Hey, kid, are you alright?"

Zheng Mao was in a trance, a voice in front of him woke him up, looking up at the middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes in front of him, he obviously hadn't figured out the situation yet, his lips moved, but he couldn't say anything.

"Huh?"

He looked around in amazement and found that the high-rise buildings were no longer there, and here, like ...... It's like remembering the old neighborhood in Bac Giang City that has not been renovated.

On the side of the street, there is still a woman playing with her mobile phone, but she is young and beautiful, and she can still see the shadow of the previous aunt on her face. Behind her, two tall and beautiful young women were looking at this side with curious eyes, covering their mouths from time to time and whispering a few words.

In front of the convenience store, the kissing couple has turned into two young people in school uniforms, holding hands, and the boy secretly pecks the girl's face like a dragonfly.

The girl hung her head slightly, full of shyness, and her ears were red.

It's like going back from one point in time to another point in time, and Zheng Mao remembers this point in time.

This is the most self-pitying moment in his life!

At the beginning, when he was in his first year of junior high school, the car accident left him in the hospital for half a year, and his mother quit the job she often boasted of as an 'iron rice bowl' in order to take care of him. The unproductive dead ghost father, in order to make more money and supplement the family, died suddenly just one day after his fortieth birthday because of overwork.

What's going on?

Zheng Mao glanced at his hand, it was very immature, and it didn't look like an adult man. The callus on the middle finger of his right hand because of the long-term grip of the pen is vivid, so that there seems to be a star in his heart falling, and he can't calm down for a long time: "Could it be that I am drunk and unconscious?" Because I have been thinking about it day and night, I can't forget the obsession that made me have this dream...... But why do I ...... It feels like it hurts so much in the ass......"

Just when Zheng Mao was stunned, the middle-aged man grabbed his hand and pulled him up from the ground.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be hurting his muscles and bones, the middle-aged man was still frightened, and looked at the top of his head, the banyan canopy was lush and the branches were thick. There was a guess in my heart.

Maybe the little ghost was climbing a tree on the side of the road and fell off the tree. Fortunately, he braked hard and didn't hit him......

Then, this is what happened now.

"Kid, can you try to see if you can still walk?" The middle-aged man was still calm, although there was a rapid whistle behind him. There are even drivers who feel like they have been in a car accident in front of them, so they open the door and come over to point and point.

The lively nature of watching the poles and trees on the scene is vividly reflected in the people of Bac Giang City.

"I'm fine......"

Zheng Mao was far from coming back to his senses, and subconsciously turned his head to look around. Everything in front of you, like a yellowed old photograph, is the color of memory.

I didn't know how to feel in my mind, it was just blank.

In the midst of thousands of eyes, Zheng Maomuran pushed away the middle-aged man's arm, and one step at a time, he crossed the zebra crossing.

Middle-aged people should feel very fortunate that the train of fate has finally deviated from the track. So that he is no longer responsible for a half-dead child.

Of course, many years later, perhaps the child will grow into an adult, become a depressed drunkard, and fall under his wheels again.

Although the blame may not all lie with him. Now, however, something is a little different.

Even if the person is still that person, Zheng Mao has many memories in his heart like a dream bubble. His experience in the next ten years is all in it.

By the way, just a moment ago, wasn't he still drinking?

Realizing this, after turning the corner, Zheng Mao, who had walked to another block, stopped his steps, held his hands in front of his mouth, and sighed heavily.

No taste.

He had clearly drunk a lot before, and the smell of wine could be smelled from three feet away.

This world, after such a fault, is still very different after all.

It wasn't until now that the confused Zheng Mao reacted.

He was born again!

Moreover, he also avoided a car accident that was undoubtedly a turning point in his life.

Zheng Mao laughed stupidly.