Chapter 1: Zhuang Zhou Mengdie (Prologue)
The night breeze was slightly cool, and when Du Chen was holding a bottle of two-pot head in one pound and standing on the overpass looking up at the sky, Du Chen really understood that he had fed the dog for more than 30 years.
It was only because of the wrong score in the college entrance examination that Du Chen, who had the opportunity to touch Yenching University, finally chose a second school. Although in college, Yanjing and Erben seem to be only the difference in name and fame, but when he graduated from his senior year and entered the society, he found that a diploma can make you fall from heaven to hell.
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One wrong step and one wrong step, Du Chen, who was standing on the overpass at this time, finally became a loser in the mouth of others.
The alcohol in his body played a further role, and Du Chen's footsteps had begun to slowly become staggering, and the neon in front of him began to slowly blur.
The summer wind blew on Du Chen's face, Du Chen sat on the overpass, poured a mouthful of the second pot head in his hand, the wisp of indelible sadness in his eyes was finally covered by the upper eyelids, and the last bit of consciousness was also drowned in the night.
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"Du Chen, wake up!"
When Du Chen was still complaining about fake wine in his dream, a gentle but slightly immature voice suddenly sounded in his ears. This voice was a little unfamiliar, but Du Chen felt as if he had heard it somewhere.
Du Chen slowly opened his eyes, his left hand slightly blocked the somewhat dazzling sunlight, and when his eyes slowly adapted to the light around him, Du Chen glanced at the source of the sound.
The purpose is a somewhat immature face, with curved willow eyebrows and a pair of big watery eyes, and an inconspicuous mole at the corner of the mouth.
"Meng Yao? Zhong Mengyao?! ”
The familiar face in front of him made Du Chen a little sluggish, although the girl in front of him was very young and did not have the mature face in his memory at all, but Du Chen was very sure that the girl in front of him must be Zhong Mengyao.
Speaking of Zhong Mengyao, Du Chen's memory suddenly returned to the summer of that year. When a scarred girl, with her last dignity, jumped from the top floor of a four-star hotel in Yanjing, Du Chen knew that the best friend in her life had left her like this.
Whether it is Du Chen or Zhong Mengyao, when they introduce them to their friends, they are all called "girlfriends" or "buddies". Whether it is for Du Chen or Zhong Mengyao, in their hearts, the relationship between the two is really simple like a glass of water, they are very serious about each other, but it has nothing to do with love.
When Du Chen sent Zhong Mengyao away for the last time, Du Chen knew that he would never hear a pure and kind friend talking about those troubles or sorrows in his ear.
"Du Chen, Du Chen! I'm going to fill out the volunteer form later, so get up and don't sleep. ”
Seeing the expression on Du Chen's face, although Zhong Mengyao felt a little confused, Zhong Mengyao still didn't dare to be sloppy at all in the big matter of filling in the volunteer.
"Fill... Fill in the volunteers? ”
Du Chen was a little confused by this sudden sentence, and the matter of filling in the volunteer was already a matter of his senior year of high school more than ten years ago.
"That's right, I've finally finished the college entrance examination, and the teacher evaluated the score some time ago, isn't this going to fill in the volunteer today. When I asked you, you didn't say how many points you scored, but now you have to say. ”
After listening to Zhong Mengyao's words, Du Chen's face became a little strange, although he often read some novels of the time travel or rebirth type, but he never thought that this kind of fantasy thing would happen in real life.
Du Chen raised his head, and entered a blackboard, and on the left side of the blackboard was written the words "There is still 1 day before the college entrance examination". At the top of the blackboard, there is a slogan with a red background, which reads, "Fight for a year of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and fight for a lifetime without regrets." ”
In the classroom, more than 40 students were talking and laughing, without the tense atmosphere of the college entrance examination, everyone seemed to have liberated their nature, even the most well-behaved and most studious study committee members who usually looked Xiàn, and the sound of laughter at this time was almost the largest in the class.
"Li Jianye, who is always tight-faced, Yu Yang, who is always ridiculed by his classmates, Zhang Xiude, who is the shortest but loves to be the head of the class, Zhao Chenjia, who is a two-faced Gemini, and Chen Yanan, the beautiful class flower, ......"
"And you're at the same table... Zhong Mengyao..."
"And Zhang Lei..."
"And..."
"It's just a dream, but at least I'll dream about it again."
"Can I dream of you... It's so nice......"
A smile appeared at the corner of Du Chen's mouth, and he muttered something in his mouth.
This year, Du Chen was 19 years old.