Am I dead?

When I opened my eyes, the bright sunlight was shining through the transparent glass window and falling on me. The warm wind blew the pale blue curtains and gently rubbed against my cheeks. The smell of lilacs in the wind is blowing in the wind.

There was a lot of noise all around, laughter, shouting, and scolding.

I stared at everything in the room in a daze, at a loss.

Those familiar or unfamiliar faces appeared vividly around me, just like how many times, the scene in a dream.

This is my high school, with rows of desks, chairs, benches, blue and white uniforms, and two lines of words written on a red banner on the blackboard:

There can be several beats in life, and when to beat if you don't beat at this time.

I opened my eyes wide and my mouth wide open, staring like a fool at every corner of the classroom.

"Chen Ze?"

The girl at the same table looked at me in confusion and shook her hand in front of my eyes, "Are you okay?" ”

I turned my head to look at her, and the expression on my face was subtle, as if frightened. There was a deep sense of sadness and despair, and there was ecstasy and disbelief.

It's like a madman.

My appearance scared her. Just as the bell rang, a man in his mid-fifties walked into the classroom with a book in his pocket.

"Teacher, Chen Ze seems to be sick." My table mate was frightened by me and raised his hand to call the man.

His tall body stood in front of my desk, and I looked up at him, trying to look at his face for a long time.

It's Mr. Zhou! Teacher Wende Zhou, who taught us math in high school!

I stood up with some trembling tremors, trying to get a closer look at this familiar and unfamiliar face.

I can't put into words how I felt at this time, when these people, who had only appeared in dreams, came to me alive again. When the best memories of my life are reproduced in person.

Is this a dream? But why does a dead person still have such dreams? Why is this dream so real?

Teacher Zhou seemed to be taken aback by me.

He smiled in his usual hearty voice and patted me on the shoulder: "Chen Ze, you kid is sleeping in a circle." ”

I took a deep breath and slapped myself hard.

It hurts.

Maybe it's not a dream, maybe ......

I burst into silent laughter, tears sliding down the corners of my eyes. My body trembled and my face flushed.

The tablemate was so frightened that he hid from me, and Mr. Zhou didn't know what to do for a while.

I laughed and rushed out of the classroom, ignoring the teachers and classmates who chased after me.

I've never run this fast. Throwing everything behind, rushing out of the classroom, running out of the school gate, and running to my home......

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Standing in the narrow hallway again, I cried and laughed. I knocked on the door again and again, but there was no response in the room.

I'm so stupid, my parents are at work today! How is it possible to be at home?

But I just wanted to go home, and I didn't want to wait for a moment. I laughed out loud in front of my house, but the tears flowed more and more.

There was the sound of footsteps going upstairs downstairs, and my mother actually came back.

When my mother saw me, she was angry and worried: "If you don't go to class well, what are you running around!" Teacher Qiao called me over and over again, I was still in class, and I ran back halfway through leave......

"Mom!" I rushed over and hugged her tightly.

Mom was stunned.

Before this, I had never expressed affection in this way.

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"Say, what's going on! It's not a shame for a young man to cry like that. ”

As a family of three gathered around a small table and ate a humble meal, I felt happier than ever. When the policeman's father had a straight face, he asked me in the stern tone of interrogating criminals.

Dad has always been like this, cold on the outside and hot on the inside. I used to be inconsiderate of his expectations and love for me, and I often quarreled with him because of his harsh tone.

But now, no.

"Dad, I'm fine......" I looked up and smiled happily at Dad.

"Comrade Chen, can you not ask this or that when you are eating, and don't always use the tone and attitude of a prisoner to treat our mother and wife?" My mother felt sorry for me and glared at my father fiercely.

"Son, eat more, no matter what happens, there is a mother. Don't think so much, if you are wronged, tell your family, your mother will support you. ”

My nose was sore, and tears were rolling in my eyes again.

"Mom, it's fine. I just miss you. "I've been smiling since I got home, and I'm so happy that I can't stop smiling. I tried my best to make my mother no longer worry, quickly finished the meal, and washed the dishes and chopsticks.

"Mom, Dad, I'm a little tired today, so I'm resting in the first room."

"Go ahead." Mom smiled kindly and waved her hand.

I closed the door to my room.

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Lying on this soft and warm little bed, thousands of thoughts kept fluttering in my mind.

Outside, the sound of parents whispering came in from time to time.

"What has my son been wronged by?" This is Dad's voice.

"It's okay, my son is at school every day, what grievances can I suffer. I asked Mr. Qiao and Mr. Zhou, our son is very popular in school, his academic performance has always been in front, and his teachers and classmates like him very much. "That's what mom is saying.

"Then why are you crying like that?" Dad said.

"It's not that you make a straight face to our mother and mother every day, and let the child be wronged."

"What does this have to do with me...... Besides, I was under a lot of pressure at work every day, and when I got home, didn't I have a state change for a while? ”

"Then you treat our mother's family like a criminal every day?" can imagine the fierce appearance of my mother staring at her waist.

Dad immediately surrendered: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong, I can't change it in the future." ”

"Humph! Say change every day, have you changed after so many years of marriage? I didn't know what I liked about you, I had to marry you, a poor policeman! If you work overtime every three or five times, you will know that we are murdered when you go home! In a moment you wash the dishes and brush the pot! ”

"Okay." Father relented.

"Bring me water for washing my feet."

"Isn't it me who washes your feet every day?" Dad muttered.

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That's great.

To be able to hear my parents quarrel again is an indescribable happiness for me.

I trembled and breathed with the lightest movements, lest I wake up this beautiful dream with a little exertion.

Although I know, it's definitely not a dream.

No matter how ridiculous it is, no matter how hard it is to believe.

But it's true!

God have mercy. I, Chen Ze, am alive again.

It's like the plot described in some novel, I was reborn in high school.

This year, I was a sophomore in high school; In September, the weather in the north is still hot.

I swear to God, this time, I'm going to have a good time.

Don't seek the best wealth, don't seek fame. I just want to live a warm life and pursue a touch of happiness. Reassure parents and provide them with a relaxed and prosperous living environment.