In the dislike of the taxi driver, Wang Zhenjun pulled the wet Chen Zihan out of the car.

After getting off the bus, Chen Zihan stood at the school gate, squinting at the friendly and unfamiliar school gate, the knife-shaped Building 3, and looked at the black boy who kept complaining about him.

Now he is no longer the director of oncology surgery, chief physician, and master's tutor of the First Affiliated Hospital, a person whose time is short; The black boy Wang Zhenjun is not the person in charge of a pharmaceutical company, both of them are nineteen years old, and they are medical students who have just entered the medical school of Zhijiang University.

The feeling of tearing down and starting over is really wonderful!

"If my life starts again, if I become a stupid doctor again, I will be thundered by the sky."

As soon as his thoughts arose, there was a thunderclap overhead.

"Damn, do I have to continue to be a doctor in this life?"

A terrible lightning bolt struck near them, and after the dull thunder, the screams of the little girl could be heard.

"Let's go, it's going to rain!" Wang Zhenjun couldn't help but say that he ran away with Chen Zihan.

Shortly after the start of school, the military training of freshmen has not yet ended, and boys and girls wearing military green training uniforms can be seen everywhere in the school.

A thunderstorm is coming, so everyone quickens their pace and runs.

The girl's appearance when she runs is very attractive, and Chen Zihan couldn't help but take a few more looks.

The life on the college campus is really desirable, and the girls are like clouds.

After entering the university, they who have matured or are about to mature slowly fade away from their youthfulness, revealing the purest beauty in their lives.

Feeling the breath of youth rushing to his face, Chen Zihan couldn't help but sigh with emotion - it's good to be young!

What middle-aged uncle doesn't want to go back to his youth?

Now that I'm back, I have to cherish everything.

It's just that the memory of twenty years ago has long been blurred.

Except for Wang Zhenjun, none of the people who passed by Chen Zihan knew him.

When the two ran back to their 305 dormitory out of breath, the rain fell from the sky.

The other four students in the dormitory were playing cards.

The young man's physical strength is really good, and he is tired of military training during the day, and when he returns to the dormitory, he becomes vigorous.

In 2001, mobile phones were not yet popular, computers were even rarer, and playing cards was one of the favorite entertainment activities of college students.

Especially first-year students.

"When you two go out to drink, why are you getting wet all over?" After Yang Xiaodong from Yanjing threw a card, he looked at Chen Zihan and Wang Zhenjun strangely, "Take a bath with beer?" ”

The pimples on his face glistened in the light.

"Don't you see the rain?" Wang Zhenjun replied angrily, "You haven't heard such a loud thunder?" ”

Yang Xiaodong ripped off the headphones of the Walkman, opened the closed curtains, and looked a little surprised: "Hey, it's really raining, why didn't I notice?" ”

"No one is more stupid than you!" Another roommate named Cheng Jianhui immediately teased him, "You can't hear thunder!"

"Get out! I'll beat you up if you push me any more! ”

"Who's afraid of whom?" As soon as Cheng Jianhui put the card down, he stood up proudly, "People who play cards and wear headphones to listen to songs have long seen that you are not pleasing to the eye." ”

As a result, the cards placed on the table were immediately turned over by Yang Xiaodong and thrown on the table.

Cheng Jianhui was annoyed and reached out to pull Yang Xiaodong's card.

So, the scene was a mess.

Chen Zihan looked at the frolicking people seriously for a while, and after matching the names in his memory with their appearances one by one, he smiled.

"May you run away for half your life and come back as a teenager." The heart is full of happiness.

Wang Zhenjun and Chen Zihan are both from Zhijiang Province, from the famous Wusheng City, the world's largest small commodity distribution center.

There were four other people in the dormitory, two from the north and two from Qiantang.

In the seven years of college, although there have been a lot of unpleasantness between them, they generally get along okay.

After greeting each other, he went to the bathroom to take a shower.

In the bathroom, Chen Zihan looked at himself in the mirror in a daze.

A green and handsome face, two specially kept black fluff on the side of the mouth, strong chest muscles, and a flat abdomen.

I looked down and felt a sense of pride.

"You can't live up to your youth, you can't waste anything."

Life is short, and being happy in time sounds decadent, but for Chen Zihan, this is the true meaning of life.

Don't leave regrets until you are dying!

After taking a shower at a fast speed, and after scraping off the black fluff at the corners of his mouth by the way, Chen Zihan greeted Wang Zhenjun, who was playing cards there after changing his clothes, to go out for a walk.

"The rain stops, go for a walk."

"Okay!" Wang Zhenjun sighed.

Who called him Chen Zihan's best friend.

Chen Zihan's orders, he rarely disobeyed.

At the beginning, Chen Zihan asked the two to apply for Zhijiang Medical University together, and Wang Zhenjun agreed without hesitation.

As a result, the two scored only one point apart in the college entrance examination, and they were admitted to the School of Medicine of Zhijiang University at the same time, and they were assigned to the same class.

Zhijiang University School of Medicine is the original Zhijiang Medical University. In 1998, it merged with Jiangjiang University, Qiantang University and Zhijiang Agricultural University to form the new Zhijiang University.

The new Zhijiang University can almost enter the top five in the country in terms of comprehensive strength, but many people still like to use Zhijiang Medical University to refer to the merged medical school.

After the two walked out of the dormitory building, Wang Zhenjun asked Chen Zihan, "Where are you going?" ”

"I'm hungry, let's have a supper!" There are too many things to ask Wang Zhenjun, after all, twenty years have passed, and the memory is blurred.

Not only can't I remember many things, but even some people I should know have become unrecognizable.

"I don't want to drink anymore, so don't drink either!" Wang Zhenjun thought that Chen Zihan still wanted to drink.

"Don't drink, eat. At dinner, I only cared about drinking, I didn't eat anything, and I was hungry. ”

"Okay!"

There are still a lot of food stalls near the school, and the business is very hot.

There were no more empty seats outside, and the two of them picked a spot in the largest food stall.

When Chen Zihan took the menu and was about to order, Wang Zhenjun suddenly pulled his sleeve.

"Why?" Chen Zihan looked puzzled.

Wang Zhenjun pursed his mouth and said very strangely: "Look at your right back." ”

Chen Zihan looked sideways, but it was a group of girls sitting in the corner.

They should have come earlier, they're almost done.

There were a few girls who looked okay, and the tall girl sitting on their side was particularly different.

It just so happened that the girl's face turned around, so Chen Zihan saw a very bright and pretty face.

She's quite tall, and she still feels like she stands out from the crowd when she sits.

The long black hair is high on the head, revealing a long neck like a swan's neck, the bridge of the nose is beautiful, the eyes are large and smart, the eyebrows are thick, the skin is fair, and the lips are rosy and full.

From a certain distance, Chen Zihan can feel a kind of beauty that makes people feel very stressed.

Although she was a little familiar, Chen Zihan didn't recognize her immediately.

He raised his glass anyway, gestured to the pretty girl, and smiled brightly.

Unexpectedly, after looking at them a few times, the girl actually got up and walked over.

A flowing white dress, and that top-down arrogance, made Chen Zihan think of the heroic heroine in the costume drama - but unfortunately there is a sword missing in her hand.

"It's you again." She stood about half a meter away from Chen Zihan, looking at him condescendingly, her beautiful eyes full of sarcasm: "Do you want to lose face again?" ”

Wang Zhenjun quickly straightened up and looked at them nervously, wanting to say anything but not daring to say anything.

"Who are you? Do we know each other? Chen Zihan squinted his eyes and looked at the uninvited beautiful girl, "Why do you feel so good about yourself?" I'm getting in the way of you with a late-night snack? ”

As soon as he said this, the beautiful girl's eyes widened suddenly.

Wang Zhenjun, who was sitting opposite Chen Zihan, was shocked to knock over the disposable cup in front of him that had just been filled with cold boiled water.

Tea trickled from the table onto his pants, and he quickly stood up and hurriedly pulled out a piece of paper to wipe his pants.

"If I rejected you, you should be treated as if you didn't know me?" The beautiful girl looked contemptuous: "Little boys who have not grown up are always so naïve when they do things. Study hard first and make progress every day!"

After Chen Zihan looked at it carefully, he finally came to his senses.

Luo Xiaofei, the woman he got drunk with before he was reborn.

After recognizing Luo Xiaofei, Chen Zihan thought of the incident when he first entered the school, which was often teased later.

During his freshman year of military training, he bragged with a few boys, saying that he could flirt with any beautiful girl.

Under the disbelief and instigation of other classmates, he actually stopped Luo Xiaofei, the goddess of medical university recognized by everyone, and invited her to dinner.

The result, of course, was rejection.

It's just that in his memory, he didn't take this seriously, he passed with a smile, and he didn't get drunk.

"Will she be reborn with me?"

Thinking of this, he smiled and whispered something inexplicable: "Nanshan Road, grandma's house." ”

Luo Xiaofei, who was originally proud, became inexplicable, "Whose grandmother?" ”

The stunned innocence and beauty made Wang Zhenjun, who was looking at them nervously, subconsciously cover his hot nose, and his head was a little blank.

Chen Zihan stood up and took a bottle of beer, opened it with a "bang", poured two glasses, and handed one to Luo Xiaofei, who was frowning.

"A toast, thank you very much!"

This thank you is very sincere, if Luo Xiaofei didn't accompany him to get drunk, maybe he wouldn't have a chance to be reborn.

After taking a closer look at Luo Xiaofei, Chen Zihan sighed slightly: Luo Xiaofei was really good-looking when she was young, and after the pride on her face disappeared, her eyebrows and eyelashes were very thick, and she had the taste of Li Jiaxin.

And, in good shape!

When I was in school, I didn't really associate with her, which was a pity.

Luo Xiaofei subconsciously took the wine glass, but didn't drink it, just looked at Chen Zihan with a cold face written on his face.

This boy gives people a completely different feeling from when he stopped her inexplicably in the afternoon and wanted to invite her to dinner alone.

The two black smears on the side of the mouth are gone, and the face is clean.

Although the face still looks a little immature, a pair of eyes give people a sense of calmness and even vicissitudes.

After Chen Zihan drank all the wine in the cup, he held the empty cup and signaled to Luo Xiaofei.

"It's nice to meet you young and beautiful." Chen Zihan looked at Luo Xiaofei with a smile, and said in a voice that only she could hear: "Although you rejected me today, I believe that you will definitely like me in the future." ”

Luo Xiaofei quit his well-paid job to join him, and in this life, he can't let Luo Xiaofei go again.

Perhaps this is the way to save Luo Xiaofei and himself.

Also, it's a pity that such a beautiful woman is left to other men.

Luo Xiaofei's brows that had just stretched furrowed furrowed again.

"My hunch is very good, I guess something big must happen tonight, if you don't believe it, we can bet." Chen Zihan looked at Luo Xiaofei, who had an unkind face, with a little playfulness, and said very confidently: "You will definitely like me in the future, and you can bet if you don't believe me." ”

Today is 11 September 2001, a day destined to be remembered by the whole world.

"it!" When he thought of this incident, Chen Zihan suddenly slapped his thigh hard.

Looking at the watch on his wrist, it was already half past nine, and he sighed helplessly.

Even if he warns now, a tragedy cannot be avoided.

What's more, no one will believe what he says.

"What do you mean?" Luo Xiaofei took a step back.

What the hell is this boy she can't understand?

Confused after a failed roadblock confession?

Chen Zihan smiled slightly, "Otherwise, if my prophecy tonight comes true, you invite me to dinner?" ”