After lunch, Meng Xing went upstairs and returned to his room.

After this series of events, Meng Xing always carried his old-fashioned mobile phone with him and never left his body for a moment.

Meng Xing recalled the memories that surfaced before, thinking about the reason, "I called before now, and a few hours have passed, and in my vague memory, it seems that a few hours have passed on his side, could it be that the time on our two sides is equal!?" I think I saw a paragraph on the Internet: it is said that what is happening on Earth is projected from the world hundreds of millions of light-years away, that is, what is happening now is in other parallel universes, and it has already happened. ”

"In this way, my current time is equivalent to his world, the world of thirteen years ago? But if these two worlds belong to separate parallel worlds, then why do I have his memory? ”

Meng Xing's mind was filled with doubtful thoughts.

It's just that with Meng Xing's knowledge, it is obviously impossible to analyze such a scientific problem.

So just after thinking about it for a while, but not figuring it out, Meng Xing finally let go of this doubt and waited quietly for the memory.

Just after the previous memory came, there were no other memories after that, and occasionally a few waves of memories flashed, and Meng Xing forgot in the blink of an eye.

Meng Xing also knows that people's memories will gradually fade with the passage of time, and some inconsequential memories and experiences will disappear with time.

After waiting for half an hour, the consciousness in my brain was completely restored and calm, and there were no waves, but the fully charged mobile phone still did not move.

Meng Xing tried to call his phone several times, but he couldn't get through.

After hesitating for a while, Meng Xing gritted his teeth, carefully opened the electromagnetic cover, checked it for a while, and made sure that this old-fashioned mobile phone had not changed much, and he did not dare to disassemble it further, for fear of damaging its functions, so he hurriedly reinstalled the battery.

As soon as the battery is installed, the phone restarts......

Looking at the old-fashioned mobile phone without any signal display on the signal grid, Meng Xing was a little uneasy in his heart, worried that the other party would never call again, worried that the two would never get through on the phone again, or ......

What happened before was just an illusion of oneself!?

"Jingle bells! Jingle bell ......"

Just when Meng Xing was thinking wildly, the old-fashioned mobile phone rang again, Meng Xing's body shook, and then stared at the phone screen with wide eyes: Meng Xing.

Meng Xing only felt the heat surging directly above his head, his face turned red, and he immediately pressed the answer button, "Hey, is that you?" ”

"It's me!"

A slightly immature voice came from the end of the phone.

Just after hearing this voice, another memory came to mind.

But after hesitating for a long time, Xiao Mengxing finally dialed the phone number that claimed to be his future.

It's just that at this moment, Xiao Meng Xing's heart is full of doubt and awe about the figure at the end of the microphone.

"Good! Very good! Great......"

Meng Xing clenched his fists, but his body trembled uncontrollably, but he didn't dare to show the joy in his heart, for fear that the other party would turn the phone directly.

Meng Xing calmed down and asked knowingly, "Do you believe me?" ”

Xiao Meng Xing replied vaguely.

Obviously, although Xiao Meng Xing was in the second middle school at that time, he was not stupid.

Although he had clearly checked the call history before, it was indeed his own phone number, and there was still a call time on the phone, but even so, it was naturally impossible to trust a stranger casually.

Meng Xing obviously understood this, and after thinking about it, he finally spoke: "I have a way to make you believe, you want a number now?" ”

Meng Xing knew that if he wanted to change the past, he first needed to gain the trust of the other party.

Only in this way can you change yourself, your past self.

"What?"

Xiao Mengxing didn't understand what the other party meant for a while.

"I don't know why we were able to talk on the phone, but I'm the future you, and our consciousness is connected."

Xiao Meng Xing was stunned for a moment, and then his tone raised more than ten degrees: "Do you know what I'm thinking?" ”

"I can't be regarded as knowing, after all, after more than ten years, it is naturally impossible to remember the thoughts of more than ten years ago."

After Meng Xing explained, he continued: "Now you want a number, a longer number. ”

"Good!"

Xiao Mengxing nodded, and then a series of numbers flashed in his mind, and then he said in a tone full of anticipation: "Okay." ”

"Uh......"

Meng Xing's face froze, there was not the slightest trace of memory waves in his mind, and he couldn't help coughing a few times in his mouth: "You have to memorize this number hard, and you won't forget it after more than ten years, otherwise you remember it now, but after a few seconds, you will forget it, how do you let me know?" ”

"Oh!"

Xiao Meng Xing responded, his tone became obviously cold, and he obviously began to suspect Meng Xing again.

However, he still listened to Meng Xing's words, closed his eyes, and imprinted this number in his heart.

“1907655662！”

A series of numbers with no pattern blurted out.

As the words were spoken, there was silence on both sides of the microphone.

After a while, a violent cold suck came from the other side of the microphone.

And in Meng Xing's mind, there was also a shocking memory of little Meng Xing's mouth wide open, although he knew that he caused it, but in Meng Xing's heart, there was still a burst of pride for no reason.

Meng Xing asked, "Do you believe it now?" ”

It's not that Meng Xing doesn't give little Meng Xing time to react, it's just that Meng Xing doesn't know how long the two can be in contact like this, if it is disconnected, there is no time to say important things, and Meng Xing will regret it.

"Believe! Believe! Believe ......"

Xiao Meng Xing nodded again and again, but then the words changed: "Are you really the future me?" ”

"Poof!"

Meng Xing couldn't help but laugh angrily at the other party: the other party said that he believed it, but he still had doubts in his heart.

Also!

Anyone who encounters this kind of thing has to be suspicious.

Fortunately, the other party is still himself in junior high school, and if he is older, he must not directly scold his mother and hang up the phone.

"Of course!" Meng Xing affirmed and responded with a certain amount, and then said, "If you still don't believe it, we can make another real yàn." ”

"Good!"

Xiao Meng Xing agreed quickly, which made Meng Xing can't help but roll his eyes again.

"You write a letter now, put it in a place that only you know, and be sure that I will receive it in thirteen years' time."

Hearing his own words in the future, Xiao Meng Xing hurriedly wrote a letter and stored it in a relatively secret place.

The reason why Meng Xing did this was not only to dispel the other party's doubts, but also to test whether the world in which the two belonged to the same world.

If Meng Xing can really receive this letter, then the worlds of the two are connected on the surface.

If they can't receive this letter, then the worlds of the two will be independent, and the past that Meng Xing wants to change is only the future of Xiao Meng Xing's world, not the future of his own world.

This is not so significant to Meng Xing.