"Eighty...... Hundred...... One hundred and twenty veins. Feng Sizhe swept the pulse meter in the BMW with his peripheral vision. It's amazing how many cars can be driven on the streets of Kyoto's Third Ring Road, but it's not commuting time, and there aren't a lot of cars in the lanes, otherwise even the world's racers wouldn't be able to do it.

Feng Sizhe is not a person who likes to drive flying cars, but this is not the first time he has driven a flying car, as the third generation of officials, he has also played racing with many so-called Hu Peng dog friends, his psychological quality is excellent, he has won the first place many times, but he will not drive a flying car in broad daylight.

Speaking of which, he even said that he was a law-abiding citizen, and he usually drove on an average of forty veins of turtles in the third ring road of the capital, but today he really couldn't do that, because his second uncle had just called and said that his grandfather was not in the hospital. Hearing the news, Feng Sizhe changed his past gentle and elegant style, and had to speed up the car, driving all the way to see his grandfather for the last time.

But as the old saying goes, goods don't go alone, and it doesn't look like it's getting closer and closer, but suddenly a red signal light appeared in front of him, and Feng Sizhe was in a hurry for a while, and he didn't have time to brake, so he didn't click the brake but increased the accelerator, and suddenly the car went towards the intersection in front.

Day and night, there are too many accidents, Feng Sizhe's pupils are slowly dilating, he sees the endless stream of cars, he sees his car crashing towards a Volkswagen, and there seems to be a heavyweight Hummer rushing towards the side of his BMW......

"Feng Sizhe, Feng Sizhe, get up quickly, what's the matter today, don't you usually get up early to practice? If you really don't want to go to the middle and youth class, don't go, why embarrass yourself. There was a melodious mezzo-sozzle, and then Feng Sizhe turned over on the bed, and then after hearing this shout, he suddenly sat up from the head of the bed.

The first thing that caught his eye was the wooden table that he claimed to be an antique when he was young. It is said that it is antique-grade, it is entirely because it is made of pure high-quality pine, which is unusually strong, and in the first ten years of the last century, this kind of wooden table is basically the choice of some background families, and ordinary people are afraid that they will not be able to get a table with such a material. And now he is indeed placed in front of Feng Sizhe like this.

"What a joke." Feng Sizhe muttered before stepping off the bed. It's just a sleep, how can there be a strange feeling, as if the environment has changed, who is doing such a prank, putting the old pine tables and chairs in this room, and where is this, it looks like the courtyard house where he lived when he was young, but no, he has moved out of there for many years, what's going on?

Feng Sizhe walked to the wooden door of the room in a daze, he wanted to go out and take a look, who was doing such an inappropriate prank.

Just stood up, Feng Sizhe suddenly froze in place as if he had been cast a spell. All this is because he saw the lens on the sink hanging at the door of the middle room, and along the lens, he saw a different self.

It's not entirely correct to say that it's different, because it's still him in the lenses, but not himself now, but himself who has just returned from England when he was young.

"W-what's going on?" Looking at himself in this lens, Feng Sizhe was confused. Habitually, he reached out and touched the beard on the side of his mouth, and this touch only showed that it had just grown tender stubble, and it was not at all like the prickly beard head in his memory.

Sitting back on the wooden bed, Feng Sizhe began to think about the ins and outs of the matter.

In the impression, Feng Zhe seems to be driving to ** to see his grandfather's last face, but he can't figure out how he returned to the courtyard, and the items here, as if the things here were used when he was young before, Feng Sizhe has a very familiar feeling about the furnishings of these items.

"Didn't you travel back to your youth?" Feng Sizhe thought of this in his heart, and couldn't help but smirk twice. He has seen a lot of rebirth and time-traveling novels that have become smash hits on the Internet, but those are just people's idle things, how can such a thing happen in the real world? Isn't he dreaming, thinking of Feng Sizhe, he reached out and pinched his arm hard.

"Oops, it hurts." Feng Sizhe stretched out his hand and pinched it, and he felt that it really hurt. Then, when he looked at his arm, he was stunned again.

Look, what a white and delicate skin this is, I am also a beauty lover, I am afraid of aging too early, and I have used some well-known international men's cosmetics, but when the skin is old, it is old, how can it become as tender and smooth as when I was young, but now my skin is not the skin color of a twenty-year-old boy.

The environment has changed, his appearance has changed, and even the deterioration of his skin has changed, all of which remind Feng Sizhe that he seems to have really been reborn.

Sitting slowly on the bed, Feng Zhe thought a lot for a while, he just didn't have the courage to face the reality now, he didn't dare to open the door to see, see what the scene outside the door was like, and see if the world really returned to more than 20 years ago.

"Feng Sizhe, Feng Sizhe, have you gotten up, if you can't afford it again, I'll go into the house and lift your quilt." The voice of the mezzo-soprano sounded outside the door again, and when he heard this voice, Feng Sizhe was even more stunned. I didn't hear it too really in my sleep just now, but this time he really heard it, isn't this voice the voice of his aunt Zhao Lizhu? Didn't my aunt go abroad because she was not happy with her work? How can this be around me again?

Feng Sizhe touched his head, he really couldn't figure it out. Now the trajectory of his life seems to have changed significantly, and he is now completely confused.

"Feng Sizhe, do you kid have to ask your aunt to come into the house and pull you out, let me tell you, don't look at you as you have grown up, but you are a child in front of me, if you don't get up again, I will really go into the house and pull you, otherwise I will be scolded by your grandfather later." Aunt Feng Sizhe's voice sounded outside the door again.

Suddenly hearing his aunt say that he would be scolded by his grandfather, Feng Sizhe suddenly woke up again, yes, he really returned to his youth and was reborn!

In the impression, my grandfather had been bedridden for several years, and the sudden attack of cerebral thrombosis made my grandfather lose his ability to take care of himself, unable to speak, and unable to have any speech and body form. At that time, Feng Sizhe would always go to see his grandfather, and sometimes he even thought that if his grandfather could get up from the bed, even if he scolded himself a few words, it would be a very beautiful thing. Now, this matter has finally become a reality, and he has bizarrely returned to his youth due to a car accident, and his grandfather should naturally return to his healthy self at that time.

Thinking that he would soon be able to meet his grandfather who was talking and laughing, Feng Sizhe had a faint sense of excitement. He quickly put on his clothes from the head of the bed, and after a loud snort, he reached out and opened the door of his bedroom.

Outside the door, everything is still the same, just like what I remembered when I was young, there are two sturdy sycamores standing there in the courtyard, and I still remember that in the last world, these two sycamores have died because of the climate in Kyoto, and only one sycamore will stand here alone, not to mention how depressed it is, and now the two sycamore trees are indeed standing here completely, just like Feng Sizhe's own age with a different kind of youth.

On the side of the plane tree, Feng Sizhe saw his sister-in-law and cut a mushroom head that was the most popular in the early 9o, making it look so young and full of vitality.

Seeing Feng Sizhe staring at herself, Zhao Lizhu hurriedly lowered her head and looked at her clothes, and now there was nothing wrong, so she yelled at Feng Sizhe with some anger: "What's the matter, I'll tease your aunt early in the morning, right, you are looking for a fight." ”

Hearing that the aunt was scaring herself again, Feng Sizhe couldn't help but smile stupidly, the aunt when she was young came back again, how cheerful and talkative the aunt was at that time. is far from being called Huang Dongren in the later period, the one who looks polite and a little handsome, it is said that he was a colleague of his aunt before, but he is actually a big liar. I still remember that after my aunt was deceived by that Huang Dongren emotionally and physically, she was not happy and happy. At this time, Feng Sizhe suddenly made a decision in his heart, that is, he must use his hard-won rebirth experience to protect his aunt, and he can't let her be hurt, and as for Huang Dongren, who cheated money and sex, it was best not to let him see him again, otherwise let him go to hell.

"The young aunt is so beautiful." Looking at Zhao Lizhu, Feng Sizhe couldn't help but sigh lightly.

"Hey, boy, you're looking for a fight, dare to tease your aunt early in the morning, see if I don't tell my sister when I turn around, clean up after you." Zhao Lizhu knew that Zhao Sizhe was just feeling, and it was also a pleasure to be said to be beautiful, not to mention that she knew her sister, Feng Sizhe's mother, Zhao Lirong's feelings for her son, it was absolutely like a baby, she was afraid of falling it in her hands, and she was afraid of melting it in her mouth, how could she be willing to do it to her baby son.

Feeling that his aunt was joking with himself, Feng Sizhe smiled, "Then what do you want me to say, that my aunt is an ugly bastard?" Is this too ignorant of conscience, I can't say. ”

As soon as she heard Feng Sizhe say that she was ugly, Zhao Lizhu wanted to be angry, but after listening to the next sentence, she immediately became happy again. "Really, my nephew is a little weird, although he usually has a good relationship with himself, he really won't open his mouth to say so much." Zhao Lizhu also had a strange feeling in her heart.

Seeing that his aunt seemed to be pondering something, Feng Sizhe smiled and ignored it, but just asked, "Auntie, is my grandfather still exercising in the east courtyard?" ”

"What? Your head is burning? Of course the old man was exercising at this time? Why, do you want to go to the East Courtyard to join in the fun? Of course, Zhao Lizhu said this to persecute Feng Sizhe, but she knew that although Feng Sizhe and the old man were relatives of his grandson and grandfather, and even the old man liked Feng Sizhe very much, but it was just a hot shaving of his head, Feng Sizhe had nothing to say to his grandfather except for basic politeness, so she deliberately angered Feng Sizhe to see how this little nephew with sharp teeth would answer herself.

Completely unexpectedly Zhao Lizhu, Feng Sizhe actually nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to my aunt's visit to the East Courtyard to see my grandfather." ”

After finishing speaking, Feng Sizhe really ran towards the east courtyard with a trotting posture and degree. Looking at Feng Sizhe's back, Zhao Lizhu had a feeling that the sun was coming out in the west, this muddy boy really dared to go to the east courtyard to find his grandfather, but he usually couldn't hide from it.