"Hey......"

Zhao Liang felt that someone was pushing him, so he muttered dissatisfiedly, turned over and continued to sleep. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hey... Hey..."

The man didn't give up, and continued to push, and his tone became more and more intense.

Unable to bear the anger in his heart, Zhao Liang turned over and sat up and shouted:

"I'm still sleeping, what are you doing!"

In front of her stood the gray-haired mother, with a hint of anger on her flabby and dull old face.

"Go to ~~class~!"

The mother, who had suffered a stroke and lost her speech, struggled to squeeze out two words, and pointed at the clock on the wall at the same time.

"I'll go! It's eight o'clock. ”

Glancing at the wall clock, Zhao Liang hurriedly got up, hurriedly dressed and complained while busy: "Mom, why didn't you call me earlier." ”

The mother didn't speak, turned around and staggered to the kitchen.

"Don't get it, I won't eat it. It's going to be late. ”

Zhao Liang shouted, hurriedly kicked on his shoes, ran into the bathroom to wash up a few times, and hurriedly went out after a little tidying. rushed all the way to the unit, and other colleagues were already loading and preparing to go.

"You're late again today~"

Sister Zhang, who was in charge of counting attendance, said without emotional fluctuations.

"That's... Sister Zhang, it's just a matter of two minutes, you always raise your noble hand. If you move this way, I won't have a day's salary. ”

Zhao Liang sneered shyly.

"It's a minute late."

Sister Zhang replied unhappily: "The system is the system, if everyone doesn't abide by it, then why do you want the system?" After speaking, he glanced at Zhao Liang fiercely, shook his big ass and walked away.

"Phew!"

Zhao Liang took a sip disdainfully and turned around to get the delivery list.

He is an employee of a courier company with a good salary but very tired.

I have to work until late every day to finish work, and from time to time I make some small mistakes, and I am fined a penny or something, and I barely take care of myself and my wife with a month's income, and I have no money left.

So the extravagant thing of marrying a daughter-in-law, Zhao Liang didn't dare to think about it until he was in his thirties.

It's late at the end of the day.

Zhao Liang made an appointment with a colleague who usually has a good relationship with the fat man to drink to relieve fatigue.

"Damn, I'm tired and tired every day, and I'm being deducted at every turn, that Sister Zhang is really not a thing." Zhao Liang peeled the edamame and said hatefully in his mouth.

"Then what's the solution, you have to serve other people's bowls." The fat man took the disposable cup and drank it down, burping contentedly.

"I don't know when it's a head!"

Accompanying him to drink the wine in the toast, Zhao Liang muttered dejectedly.

The fat man didn't pick up the stubble, and ten fingers like little carrots flew up and down to flexibly peel crayfish.

"By the way, what did you do last night, wake up so late?" Throwing the raw shrimp meat into his mouth, the fat man drank another glass.

Speaking of this, Zhao Liang showed a lewd smile and sneakily approached the fat man:

"I had a good dream last night!"

"Dreams?"

The fat man looked at him with disdain and asked casually:

"What dream?"

Thinking of that good dream, Zhao Liang felt the beauty in his heart, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be suppressed at all.

"In my dream, my mother died, and I felt that I was bored to live and committed suicide by jumping off a building, who knew that I had traveled to a planet called Blue Mercury. There are people of the same race, culture, and country as we are, but it is several years later than ours. ”

"Cut~~ Isn't this a episode in a novel? You've read too many novels! ”

The fat man replied with a disdainful expression and lit a cigarette.

"Don't interrupt, listen to me."

Zhao Liang glared at him unhappily, lit a cigarette, and said while smoking: "I traveled to South Korea in 2001, my name is Zheng Chengxian." There is a childhood sweetheart called Quanbaolan. ”

"All sAngeles?"

The fat man's eyes froze: "Which all-treasure blue?" ”

"It's the all-sapphire blue in TARA, don't you like that combination?" Thinking of those things in the dream, Zhao Liang couldn't help but be proud, and his words were very direct: "Let me tell you, in the dream, I not only slept with Quan Baolan, but also slept with your goddess Han Jiaren." ”

"Your uncle!"

The fat man grabbed the peanut shell in his hand and threw it over.

"Grass~ You still don't listen?!"

Zhao Liang blocked it and scolded.

"Listen!"

The fat man replied very dryly.

"Then don't interrupt again~" Zhao Liang warned: "I can't remember this thing clearly, I have to forget if you interrupt all the time." ”

"Okay, okay~ you say!" The fat man spread his hands and gestured.

Zhao Liang cleared his throat, recalled the events in his dream, and smiled happily.

"There I was a great writer, a music talent, the president of an entertainment company, and I had a lot of handsome men and women under my hands."

……

Zhao Liang told the fat man about the things in the dream. Strangely, as he narrated, the pictures in the dream became clearer and clearer. It was as if it wasn't a dream, but a memory of oneself.

"Participating in the fan meeting of the whole Baolan, I drove home with Han Jiaren, ready to do something shameless." Speaking of this, Zhao Liang smacked his lips and spread his hands very regretfully:

"As a result, my mom woke me up."

"Grass~ You can go write a novel."

Throwing away the cigarette butt in his hand, the fat man took the wine glass and drank it dry, wiped his mouth and said, "But even if you write it, I won't read it." Such a protagonist is too aggrieved, who has nothing to do to find guilt? ”

"But I'm not a man of great talent."

Zhao Liang shrugged his shoulders and replied slightly aggrieved:

"If an old farmer in the countryside wins a lottery ticket, he will become like those rich and powerful? At most, he will not go to the field himself, and hire someone to help him plant so that he will have time to feed the pigs. ”

The fat man pouted disdainfully: "Your life is also a life of farming!" ”

"Maybe~"

Zhao Liang poured himself a glass in frustration:

"I don't like to fight with people, and I don't have any skills. is in his thirties, and he still can't marry a daughter-in-law. But it's not a sin, is it? He took the cup and drank it all, licked his lips, and said with envy:

"Now think about how nice it would be if you could really live the life of your dreams."

"You're already there~"

The fat man glanced at Zhao Liang strangely.

"Uncle you!"

Zhao Liang scolded with a smile and poured himself another glass.

After only a few glasses, my head began to dizzy and hurt, and I don't know if the beer has expired.

"Your name is Jung Sung-hyun."

The fat man suddenly smiled strangely.

"Don't be kidding~" Zhao Liang replied angrily.

"See for yourself."

The fat man took something out of his pocket and handed it over.

Zhao Liang took it and looked at it, it turned out to be an ID card.

It reads—

Name: Jung Sung-hyun

Gender: Male

Ethnicity: North Korea

Home address: XXXX, Yeongdeungpo-gu, Seoul

It's a strange ID card, but the person in the photo is himself.

Zhao Liang was stunned and looked at the fat man in surprise.

"...... this?"

The fat man didn't answer, but just tilted his chin into the distance:

"Look over there, isn't that Quan Baolan and Han Jiaren, they're coming to you."

Zhao Lianghu looked at the fat man suspiciously, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

Suddenly felt that the surroundings were very quiet, turned his head to take a look, and found that he didn't know when, the people around him who were drinking and boxing were gone, and it was pitch black all around. Only he sat at the table with the fat man.

"Look at it~"

The fat man snorted in that direction again, a playful smile on his oily face.

Zhao Liang couldn't help but turn his head, only to see that on the dark street, Quan Baolan and Han Jiaren were standing under the street lamp, and a miserable white light hit them. The two of them were waving and shouting something.

Inaudible.

But Zhao Liang was convinced for no reason that what they shouted was the three words "Come back."

Jung Sung-hyun opened his eyes suddenly!!