My name is Shen Yiyi, and today I am ...... Monday, 17 September 2007.

To be honest, I was very hesitant to say this date, because in my surviving memory it should be Sunday, September 17, 2017. Yesterday, September 16, 2017, I attended the wedding of my college roommate Xiaoru as a bridesmaid, and I worked from 3 a.m. to 4 p.m. to complete my "mission". After the hole in the house, the college classmates who hadn't seen each other for a long time found a KTV to continue their hi.

It's been seven years since I graduated from my bachelor's degree, which is not a long more than 2,500 days, which has added a layer of unfamiliar filter to these people in front of me who were once too familiar to be familiar anymore. At the farewell banquet before graduation, everyone said the most common thing was "get together in the future", but at that time, the after-party period was all changed to an indefinite period for various reasons, and the wedding became the most complete occasion for people to get together.

Liu Lei, the squad leader, is changing cups with his college roommate, and the growth rate of "beer belly" is directly proportional to the growth of his sales performance. It's no wonder that since he entered the university, he has a high emotional intelligence, and when everyone is still ignorant and familiar with the campus life of the university, he has already mingled with the instructor, calling him a brother, plus he looks okay, and he has really been beautiful in the department for a while.

You must know that when she first entered school, Xiaoru once had a thief heart for this once thin and fair-skinned boy, and always pulled us to sit near Liu Lei during class. But before she officially made a move, a chance encounter in a public class, another fairer and thinner senior in the Diyao Department began to pursue Xiaoru fiercely, Xiaoru's hazy admiration for Liu Lei was based on the coveting of the skin, there was no solid foundation, and three months later, Xiaoru plunged into the enthusiastic arms of the senior Diyao. The senior's name is Jiang An, who is the hero of this wedding.

In the corner at the end of the couch, a man and a woman are chatting. By the faint light of the private room, I recognized the woman as Millet in the next bedroom, she was holding a bottle of 1644 in her right hand, her left hand was on the knee of the man next to her, her long hair blocked her face, and she couldn't see her expression, she could only see her shoulders swaying from time to time, and she didn't know whether to cry or laugh. The man next to her put his right hand on Xiaomi's left hand, rubbing it constantly, with a little pity on his expression.

This man's name is Xu Tao, and he is also from our class. Not long after the freshman year, Xu Tao and Xiaomi were together, and the two of them broke up and reunited countless times throughout the four years of college, during which the people around witnessed Xu Tao's heart-shaped candle swinging downstairs in the dormitory, and also saw Xiaomi drop Xu Tao's mobile phone to pieces, and everyone was tired of their farce of splitting and merging in their senior year, and I believe that there are many people like me who want to shout at them: "You two are finished?!" Like many "Bifen clans", their love drama finally came to an end on the occasion of graduation.

After graduation, Xiaomi returned to his hometown in a neighboring city, and Xu Tao stayed in the local area, and the two naturally broke up. Xu Tao got married the year before last, the bride was not Xiaomi, and Xiaomi also got married last year. The two people who are married separately seem to be living happily, at least from the circle of friends. But what does this scene in front of me mean? Did I miss any "big melons"? Just as I was about to ask Yu Han, the dormitory sister who came with me, about the "gossip" of these two people, someone gently patted me on the shoulder.

It's Ji Yang. Xu Zhekai's second girlfriend in college. That's right, the first one, it's me.

I haven't seen him for seven years, Ji Yang is still beautiful, and his makeup is still delicate and decent. The body is much plumper compared to the college days, and it has the charm of a mature woman.

In fact, I had already caught a glimpse of her at the wedding just now, surrounded by a group of out-of-shape male classmates, she talked and laughed so elegantly. She wore a new-style cheongsam today, with a dark blue velvet texture and a delicate embroidered pattern. The proper color and cut set off her white and plump skin, which is beautiful in itself, and with the contrast of the greasy men around her, it is inevitable that it will not be eye-catching.

She didn't have the same department as me in college, and she didn't know Xiaoru very well, so she was invited to meet with her during the Jiang'an Student Union. I ignored her throughout the wedding and didn't want to talk. I didn't expect her to come to KTV to continue the game, it's really ghostly.

"Xu Zhekai has returned to China." There was no greeting, Ji Yang opened his mouth like this.

"That's good, you don't have to be in a foreign relationship at last. Don't forget to notify me when you get married. Suppressing the turmoil in my heart, I responded to Ji Yang with a smile.

As a university lecturer, pretending to be calm in front of everyone is my forte, and I don't allow myself to lose my temper in front of her.

I heard Yu Han say that after Ji Yang graduated from university, he went abroad with Xu Zhekai to study for graduate school, and after graduating from graduate school, Ji Yang returned to China to work first, and Xu Zhekai stayed in a local university to teach.

"We broke up not long after we went abroad, didn't he tell you?" Ji Yang's tone was surprised, not like he was pretending.

"Why did he tell me about you?" I asked with a smile.

There were no waves in the expression, but my heartbeat had already missed half a beat, and they broke up? Xu Zhekai returned to China? Why? When?

Ji Yang didn't say anything more, sneered, turned around and walked away.

I sat back on the sofa, a little distracted, Yu Han, who had witnessed the whole process, held my hand and asked softly, "Yiyi, are you okay?" ”

I smiled and shook my head, "It's okay, it's all over." ”

I don't know if this sentence is for Yu Han or for himself. I only knew that for a moment, my heart was still flustered, and I was still inexplicably a little painful. Xu Zhekai's already blurred face gradually became clearer, the floodgates of memory were opened, and the past surged out: Xu Zhekai took my hand and walked on campus, Xu Zhekai handed me hot coffee in the cold winter wind, Xu Zhekai and Ji Yang walked into the library side by side...... Xu Zhekai's enthusiastic smile and indifferent expression overlapped, and all kinds of pictures flashed in my heart, and the city I remembered had already been in chaos.

Later, my memory was more vague, it seemed that I drank a few more bottles of wine, Yu Han drove me home, and I seemed to babble something along the way, and then I really can't remember what happened.

By the time I opened my eyes again, it was already daylight, and the hangover was giving me a headache, thinking that it was Sunday and I could sleep a little longer, so I put the quilt over my head and rolled over, ready to sleep on it.

"Yiyi! Yiyi! Get up! Come on! "Someone was calling my name in the haze, and after a short moment of drowsiness, I sat up suddenly, there was no one else in this house but me, where did the sound come from?!

Following the voice and looking under the bed, I said, "Ah! "A scream." You...... Why did you run to my house when you just got married?! ”

The person under the bed was obviously frightened by me, and kept rubbing his chest with his hand, and said loudly:

"Shen Yiyi, you scared me to death, why are you shouting so loudly! If you don't know, you think you're the hell! Tie the knot?! Who is married? Get married to your big head! Sleep silly! Hurry up and get up, Uncle Zhiyong's morning class, you'll die if you're late! Yu Han and the others are gone, so I'll wait for you kindly. Hurry up, Ancestor! ”

I really don't know what the hell is this guy under the bed...... Xiaoru! That's right, it was the heroine of yesterday's wedding - the bride Wang Jingru. She wore a ponytail, a powder blue tracksuit, dressed as a school girl, and was sorting out her schoolbag at the table. At this moment, I was sitting in a bear pajama with a cape on the top bunk of a four-person dormitory.

I looked around slowly, I couldn't believe my eyes: the curtains, the upper and lower tables, the wardrobe, the thermos...... Strange and familiar, everything seems familiar, if memory serves, this, is, the dormitory of my undergraduate days!

It must have been a dream, I closed my eyes tightly and opened them suddenly! It's still a dormitory. I closed my eyes again, gritted my teeth and pinched my arm, it hurt! When I open my eyes, it's still here.

I was completely stupid!

"Hmm...... That one...... Xiaoru, you are Xiaoru, right? "I rushed under the bed to the woman who was still wearing a white veil yesterday and smiling...... Or the girl, said hello.

"No, my ancestor, you still talk in your dreams! It's half past seven, and I'm really scolded if I don't go out again! ”

At this point, I can be sure that she is really the Xiaoru I know, because apart from my future descendants, so far, she is the only one who calls me "ancestor".

"Xiaoru, what time is it today?"

“17！”

"Seventeen?" I didn't give up on asking questions.

"September 17! Seventeen months! Ancestor, can you climb out of your pigsty right away, put on your skin, and hurry up to class with me!" Hurry up! ”

Xiao Ru roared as she threw a navy blue long-sleeved dress hanging from the closet door under my bed onto my bed.

Strange, the date is right, it's September 17th. I flew back to Beijing from Shanghai after attending the seminar on the 15th, and attended Xiaoru's wedding early in the morning on the 16th...... I remember a series of things clearly.

As I mechanically dressed and made my bed, I raced through the timeline of the days in my head, trying to figure out what was going on.

When I picked up the pillow, I was dumbfounded by what appeared in front of me.

After waking up, a series of strange things had made me, the person who had to turn over my phone when I woke up, almost forgot that it existed, and the gray mobile phone lying at my bedside at this time once again made my unusual morning even more unbelievable!

Nokia 5300! It's actually a slide phone!

I obviously felt my hands trembling when I grabbed my phone, and as the screen lit up, the line of date on the interface completely collapsed my mentality that had lasted all morning:

Monday, 17 September 2007