Could it be ...... I've crossed over!

I was frightened by my own thoughts, but I couldn't really explain what was happening in front of me.

I didn't have time to think about it, but under Xiaoru's urging, I finally packed up, carried my schoolbag and went out with her.

It was too late to eat breakfast, and the two of us trotted all the way into Jiaojiu 106. Yu Han and Liu Jia, who arrived first, had already taken up seats in the third row by the window. As soon as I sat down, the teacher came in.

Xu Zhiyong, a middle-aged male professor in the College of Education, is elegant, wise, and stern, and the male god of the whole class of girls in college. If he misses more than two classes, he will not be in class, and after him, he will be counted as absent in the classroom.

"Finally, there is no danger, Shen Yiyi and I were almost killed by you." Xiao Ru, who survived the catastrophe, muttered quietly while wiping the sweat from her forehead.

And I, after a morning of chaos and fright, was finally able to calm down and look at everything in front of me.

I sat by the window, Xiao Ru on the right, and Liu Jia and Yu Han on the right of Xiao Ru.

In that time period in 2017, Liu Jia had married far away from Germany, and did not come to Xiaoru's wedding, but specially recorded a video to express her regrets and blessings, she in the video is much rounder than she is in front of me at the moment, and she is holding an extremely beautiful mixed-race baby boy in her arms, which is the crystallization of her love with her German husband Conrad.

And Yu Han, who drove me home last night, should have been the last person I came into contact with during that time period in 2017. It's just that last night she had neat short hair, but in front of her she was a long hair shawl and a white dress better than snow. Girls in college seem to want to have long hair. Long hair fluttering and fluttering white clothes seem to be the standard for innocent girls in college, but they don't match Yu Han's fiery personality.

Looking around the classroom, my eyes swept over the faces of each classmate, and my eyes first fell on the thin and fair-skinned boy in the second row against the wall, if I am not mistaken, he is the white fat man with a protruding belly last night - Liu Lei, the class leader. The years have indeed done a bad hand on him.

Continuing to look around, I also noticed that a pair of men and women in the corner of the last row were Gu Xiaomi and Xu Tao, looking at their intimate appearance, the two should not have broken up at this stage.

The vivid faces in front of me corresponded to the faces I had seen yesterday in my memory, and although there were some differences, it was these differences that reminded me that I seemed to have really crossed over.

So, if I did cross over, if it was really September 2007, I would have been 19 years old and a sophomore. But I didn't jump off the building, I didn't crash, and nothing special happened, so why did I cross over?

If I drank a little more wine last night and let me cross, then why didn't it happen that I had so many opportunities to cross before?

If I did cross over, then where was the 2017 one at this time? And where is the one who lived in 2007?

If I can't go back, what about my job? What happens if the school can't find me? Luckily, my parents have the key to my house, but what should they see when they open the door? Am I in a coma in bed like in the TV series, or have I disappeared into thin air? If my parents disappear into thin air, they will call the police, so am I not the kind of missing person or woman who lives alone who is suspected of being killed in the news? In that case, Mom and Dad will go crazy.

Thinking of my parents, I took out the antique mobile phone from my school bag, the Nokia 5300 with a slide, and checked the text messages on my phone. Yes, there was no such thing as WeChat in 2007.

The nearest date in the inbox is an MMS message, at 20:37 on September 15, 2007, my mother sent "I went shopping today and bought a dress, see if your mother is beautiful?" "The attached photo is very sloppy, but I can still see that the mother in the photo is indeed much younger than now.

I opened the call log again, and the last call was actually made to my dad yesterday, and the call lasted 36 minutes. Hell knows what I said.

Although I'm a time traveler, not an amnesia, who would remember what was said in an inconsequential phone call home from college ten years ago.

I opened the SMS editing interface and tentatively sent a text message to my mother, "Mom, what are you doing?" ”

My mom hasn't retired in '07, and if I did travel back ten years ago, my mom would have gone back to work.

A few minutes later, the phone vibrated and a text message came. Six words stand out:

"Go to work, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, I miss you."

My heart was beating wildly, and my mother's text message proved once again that I had indeed crossed over.

"Just a few days after school started, you missed me, take good classes, don't think about it."

I closed my phone and sat in the classroom. Fortunately, Professor Xu is talking about theory today, and I don't need to work in groups, otherwise I really don't know what to do.

How could this kind of thing really happen to me, isn't this a plot that only exists in novels and TV dramas? Can a big living person really go back many years with his memories? It's unbelievable. If I can go back to 10 years ago, will I suddenly go back 10 years now? How do I get back? If there is a way to go back, should I go back? What happens when you go back? What happens if you don't go back?

For two hours, I was stuck in a loop of thoughts.

The bell rang after class, and Xiaoru pushed me hard for the whole class without saying a word.

"Yiyi, you're so abnormal today, you're weird when you wake up in the morning, and now you're not even active in your male god's class, what's going on?"

Yu Han and Liu Jia also came over, Liu Jia smiled and said, "It seems that our Yiyi has a situation, honestly, is there a new male god in your life?" ”

Yu Han, the top 1 gossip person in the education department, immediately became excited and shook my shoulder, "Really? Who is it? Why didn't I notice any signs of it? It shouldn't be! Say! Who is that man? ”

I shook my head with a wry smile, "There is no male god, there really is none." But what I thought to myself was, "You were the last person I saw last night, maybe you drugged me." ”

Looking at the expressions of the people in front of me who had a strong desire to eat melons, I had to solemnly reiterate the fact that there is no male god again.

Yu Han was still skeptical, and Xiao Ru asked even more puzzled: "Then you seem to have lost your soul this morning, what's wrong!"

yes, what's wrong with me, can I tell them that I did lose my soul, and I lost my soul ten years later to ten years ago? I dare say they have to believe it!

After a few moments of wanting to speak, I took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Listen, I'm not joking now, I'm serious, if, I say I'...... I've crossed over, I've traveled from ten years to now, believe it or not? ”

The three faces in front of them were obviously stunned for a moment, and then the servants invariably erupted into barbell-like laughter, and Xiaoru even sat on the ground with laughter, unable to stand up for a long time.

Liu Jia laughed and said intermittently,

"I figured it out, you do have a situation, but it's not that you've met a male god, but you've met a sleeping god, and you may be sleepwalking!"

"Then can't we call her name, don't we say that people who are sleepwalking will die if their names are called?" Yu Han's face was about to laugh and deformed, it was really embarrassing for her, her smile was so miserable and she still cared about my life and death.

"Then let's try it, call her, and see if Yiyi can die!" Xiao Ru, who was sitting on the ground, laughed louder as she spoke.

I wanted to laugh too, but I couldn't, because I was sure I wasn't sleepwalking, and although I couldn't explain what was going on, the memory was real.

The three of them finally got tired of laughing and dragged me to the cafeteria for lunch.

On the way from Jiaojiu to the cafeteria, I felt both strange and familiar. In the four years of undergrad, I have walked on this road countless times, and the three of them are usually around me.

Unlike the plastic sisterhood in some dormitories, since we were first assigned to a dormitory in our freshman year, the four of us had almost no sense of rustiness, and we quickly got together, going to and from class, in the library cafeteria, shopping and watching movies, and scolding scumbags for green tea...... Good things and bad things are all four people together.

After Xiaoru and I had boyfriends respectively, the frequency of foursomes decreased, but as long as I went back to the dormitory, it must be a good time for Nezha to make trouble and make waves. Because the behavior of the four people is more crazy, we named our group "614 Four Sages", claiming to pay tribute to the "Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest".

In the whole four years, we have never had a single unpleasant situation, and we can share each other's little secrets with the four of us, and we can share the joys and sorrows together. Why the relationship is so good, no one can say, if you have to give a scientific explanation, it is two Aries and two virgins, and the constellations are particularly compatible!

When I entered the cafeteria, I took out my student card, and the photo on it was indeed my youthful appearance ten years ago. Although my consciousness has crossed, all I wear is the one I had in 2007, and with the vague memory of my college days, I am not very rusty when I eat. In addition, the university cafeteria has not changed much except for a slight change in the variety of dishes.

I ordered a meal of rice and spicy fried squid that I used to eat in college, and the moment I ate the meal, I almost cried.

If people have a deep memory of a certain time, then the taste of food must be an important part of that memory. Maybe you think you've forgotten a certain taste, but when the opportunity comes and that smell refills your taste buds, you'll have the illusion that time hasn't gone far.

There were no major classes on Monday afternoon, and none of the four of us had electives on this day, so after lunch, the four of us went back to the dormitory to take a nap until we woke up naturally.

And I also plan to take advantage of this afternoon to digest this sudden change of time and space, and also think about how I should use the mind of a twenty-nine-year-old to command this nineteen-year-old body, and what kind of mentality I should use to carry the memories of these three sisters in 2017 to get along with them in the prime of their youth in front of me.

Four years of undergraduate, three years of graduate school, and four years of lecturer, I am no longer as young and arrogant as I was in my sophomore year ten years ago. At that time, I relied on good grades, good looks and a bit of talent, and I was more liked by the teachers, and I almost walked sideways in the department. When I was in graduate school and after work, I met too many people who were better than me, and my sharpness gradually converged, and I slowly learned to hide my clumsiness. Sometimes, when I participate in academic exchanges, I meet my teachers as an undergraduate, and the comments I get are "much calmer." "How can I go back to the past?

What's more, the three sisters in front of them, in the original time and space, one married far away from Germany and was upgraded to become a mother, one just got married yesterday, and the other was also married. How will I change from the way I treat three mature women to the three cute girls in front of me.

Everything happened so suddenly, and the sudden change was a real headache.

I'm going to think about it, I'm going to have to think about it.