The sky is blue and bright, the sun is not dazzling and hot, and a few white clouds hang leisurely in the distance, as if symbolizing this leisurely and slow city.

It's a lazy afternoon sun.

The sunlight passed through the towering trees outside the teaching building, sprinkled from the branches, mottled and shone softly on Lin Ming's face.

Before classes start, the whole city is quiet on a summer afternoon, and the school has a lunch break from one to two o'clock. The roads outside the school are not as busy as they are in the morning or afternoon, and the only sound on the street is the creaking of the afternoon bus as it passes by.

All the sounds seem to be distorted in this city. Only the big bell on the church outside the Changhemen Square rang lightly, and the sound of the bell waking through the loudspeaker on the awakening tower was like a long sound that flickered far and near, floating over the city. Everything in the city became solemn and serene because of the sound of the bell, and the afternoon sun was like a naughty child hiding behind the clouds, slowly passing through the cloud city.

Lin Ming opened his eyes, and the sunlight shone directly into his eyes, making him a little distracted in a trance.

This is a very delicate face, he is wearing a white shirt, a blue and white school uniform on the outside, and his hair is very long and messy, as if he has not dried his hair after washing it. Because his brain was still in a state of shutdown, his eyes were a little blank, and he looked at the classroom in front of him at a loss.

In the classroom, all the students lie on their desks and sleep low. There was not the slightest sound, the cicadas on the plane trees were singing merrily, the birds were singing, the windowsills were falling in dust, and people were sleeping.

Lin Ming didn't speak, and he didn't alarm anyone. He felt that this was a dream, and since it was a dream, it would be good to let this dream never wake up.

People always like to live in memories.

So he closed his eyes and decided to enjoy the afternoon sun of this dream.

The next second.

"Jingle bells! ~”

A shrill bell rang through the loudspeaker above the classroom door, and it spread throughout the school. Each class has such a megaphone, and the bells are superimposed on each other, which instantly makes the whole school seem to come to life.

Lin Ming was awakened by the sudden ringing of the bell, and all the students in the class were also awakened like him.

Their motionless bodies suddenly came alive and they got up from their desks one after another. Some people yawned, some pushed their tablemates who hadn't woken up yet, and some stood up and moved their muscles. It's like a fixed wax museum, with the magician's order, all the wax figures are alive, and they start to move from the original fixed position, stretching their waists, moving their legs, and the sound of chirping makes people feel as if they are in the space without sound in the last second, and the noisy vegetable market in the next second.

Lin Ming's expression was a little sluggish and a little incredulous.

Myself, it seems, is not dreaming.

He pinched his face, it was real. Even after patting it hard, the pain on his face was so real that he felt a little numb.

That instant.

There are countless complex emotions in his heart, including ecstasy, excitement, loss, sadness, and confusion.

Before he could digest his complicated emotions, the door to the classroom was suddenly pushed open. A middle-aged Humpty Dumpty walked in from outside the door carrying a bunch of chemical equipment, Lin Ming's eyes were a little moist, this Humpty Dumpty man he remembered, it was Li Yi, the homeroom teacher of three years of high school.

Li Yi has many shortcomings, but you have to admit that he is a good teacher. At least three years of high school, if it weren't for his patient persuasion and teaching, many poor students in the class might not even finish high school and would have to go to society.

I remember that there were a few students in the class who were counted down, because of their ordinary family background and poor grades, they felt that there was no way out of studying, so they planned to drop out of school and go to work. It was also under Li Yi's painstaking persuasion that only two of the students who wanted to escape from the cage of high school left, and the rest could at least graduate from high school and have a high school Chinese certificate. There was even a student who worked hard and was admitted to a second school.

The No. 4 Middle School in the city is not bad in Cloud City, but it is certainly not as glorious as the three famous schools. Even in key classes, there are always some poor students who can't be admitted to the university, and eleven students in the ordinary class of Yuncheng No. 4 Middle School can be admitted to one book, and there is even a student who is admitted to the third-ranked university in China, Li Yi has made great contributions.

Li Yi put the chemical equipment on the lectern, he is very prestigious among the students, and he likes to scare the students by dressing up in black on weekdays, so as soon as he arrived in the classroom, the noisy sound died down almost instantly, and all the students straightened up one by one, waiting for the arrival of the first class in the afternoon.

Only Lin Ming was a little absent-minded.

He looked out the window, the tall plane trees covered the sky and the sun, covering the scenery outside the school building, and through the gaps between the branches, he could see the huge playground in the distance. In 02, the No. 4 Middle School had not been renovated, the playground had not been replaced with a plastic track, and now it was a cinder-like dirt circle, and the grass of the football field was like a red mud field washed by floods, and the grass was pitifully sparse. There were students in PE class playing football on the playground, and the goal had no net, and the irons were rusty, but it did not hinder the students' enthusiasm for playing football. The summer is scorching, but not sultry, and the May of Cloud City in 02 is like a small southwest town in the next ten years.

"Lin Ming, get up and talk about this ion equation."

Li Yi is not tall, but he stands freely and majestically on the podium. His expression was somewhat indifferent, and the students in his class, even the slightest distraction, would be very harshly criticized.

Lin Ming was stunned for a moment, then stood up and looked at the podium. There is nothing on the blackboard, this class is mainly for chemical experiments, just now Li Yi dropped sodium carbonate into the calcium hydroxide solution, and then asked the students to write ion equations. The theoretical knowledge of this course was actually taught in the previous class, and this class is for practical exercises.

In fact, Lin Ming's chemistry grades have always been good, and among several subjects, his chemistry grades are the most outstanding. Perhaps, in the entire grade, only their 506 class has the best chemistry score, even the students in the key class of the building next door are not as good as 506 in terms of overall quality.

But the Lin Ming in front of him is no longer the Lin Ming who has good chemistry scores, even if his chemistry grades are very good, but after more than ten years of changes, the knowledge in his brain has long been returned to the teacher, and now his eyes are black, and he is silent.

Li Yi waited for more than ten seconds, glanced at him with a look of hatred for iron, did not let him sit down, and then called another student to get up and answer.

Lin Ming stood there like this, but he didn't know where he thought of it.

Outside the window, the breeze blew through his Liuhai, messing up his already shapeless hair. Lin Ming's eyes didn't focus at all, he just looked at the row of classmates in front of him, but he didn't seem to be looking at them in his eyes. He was a little confused, he had just been reborn back in high school, without the slightest precaution or any planning, he still felt as if he was living in a dream.

Dreams are fake.

But everything now is true.

Lin Ming's mind was a little unclear whether this was Zhuang Zhoumeng Butterfly or Butterfly Dream Zhuang Zhou. He looked around, some of them he had to frown to remember, some of them were quite familiar, and more of them were classmates whose names he couldn't even remember.

The three years of high school classmates are actually no match for more than ten years of changes. Aside from a few friends who still kept in touch occasionally, he couldn't even remember the names of his current table mates.

"Like, is it the surname Zeng?" Lin Ming looked down at the table mate who was listening carefully.

Li Yi implements a group change system, and randomly changes groups every month, so the same table will change once a month, which really greatly increases the difficulty of Lin Ming's recall.

"Jingle bells! ~”

In a trance, the bell rang for the end of class.

Li Yi didn't mean to leave class at all, and dragged on for eight or nine minutes, until the teacher walked to the door in the next class, and he left satisfied.

The students have long been used to it, and they have been waiting for the next class to come.

Lin Ming sat down numbly, like a doll controlled by clockwork, not knowing what was going on in his head.

He is like a lost puppy, breaking into a strange world. Even this world seemed to be the most familiar place to him. But he still felt very uncomfortable, although his original life was not satisfactory, but he walked like this for nearly thirty years, and he was used to it.

The sudden change made him a little overwhelmed, and he was full of confusion about the present and the future. Whether to follow the original trajectory of his life like this, or to use the stumbling path of the future, his mind fell into chaos.

Lin Ming has not been a very smart person since he was a child, he has no plan for the future, and he goes with the flow of life. This makes this happen, even the ecstasy of rebirth replaced by the confusion of the moment.

So, he looked out the window and began to be in a daze. I still remember his favorite thing to do in junior high school, which was to be in a daze.

Evening.

At six o'clock in May in Cloud City, there was no sign of darkness, only the sunset on the horizon was telling people that night was coming.

As the last class was announced, the students left the classroom one by one like wild horses. Boarding students go to the cafeteria to eat, and day students go home from school. Lin Ming is a day student, so he doesn't need to study at night, so he stands up mechanically, and then walks out of the classroom, looking at the sunset on the horizon, without any thoughts in his mind.

The No. 4 Middle School is full of traffic, parents picking up students, and passing vehicles are bustling in the alleys of this old neighborhood. Although Yuncheng is a provincial capital in the southern provinces, but the economy can not be regarded as taking off in this era, in a few years, after several developed coastal provinces in the south become rich, Yuncheng will catch up and become a big city with economic take-off in the south. But even so, there are vehicles everywhere outside the No. 4 Middle School. Most of the students take the bus home, but Lin Ming is an exception, because his home is not very far from No. 4 Middle School, about 20 minutes walk, through more than a dozen old neighborhoods and alleys, so he usually walks home.

According to the route in his memory, Lin Ming passed through several alleys and came to the entrance of Ping'an Street. In another ten years, the old neighborhoods near Ping'an Street will be included in the city center, only Ping'an Street is an old street that has survived from the Republic of China era, and many ancient buildings have been preserved, becoming a lively tourist attraction.

Ping'an Street in 02 is far from being so lively after more than ten years, turning the corner, there are many old Yuncheng people enjoying the shade at the street entrance, in this era when square dancing is not yet popular, these ancestors have lived here for generations The old neighborhood's favorite entertainment activity is to form a group to play chess or mahjong in the open space near the archway at the entrance of the street.

There are towering trees planted near the archway at the entrance of the street, and there is an old tree with a diameter of two meters, which requires five people to hug to enclose it. It is said that the tree is more than 600 years old, and after more than a decade, it was fenced off by the government department for fear of damage from tourists. As Ping'an Street has become more and more a landmark tourist attraction in Cloud City, this tree has also been named the marriage tree. Some old neighbors started a business selling marriage cards near the tree, selling hundreds of them to couples who come here every day. The tired street cleaning staff took down dozens of catties of small wooden signs from this old tree every day, which is also an extremely interesting thing for the people of Lao Yuncheng.

At this time, the old tree had not yet been circled, and there was a person under the tree, standing Tingting, looking at Lin Ming with a smile.

It was a very beautiful girl, with short hair and eyebrows, ears peeking out of the hair, and a face that could be blown apart, like a fairy tale elf. Lin Ming was a little stunned when he saw her, and unconsciously, the image of the well-behaved girl in his memory instantly jumped out, and unconsciously, a tear slipped down from the corner of his eye.

An Ran frowned, tilted his head to look at Lin Ming, walked over, and asked strangely, "What's wrong?" ”

Lin Ming looked at her, tears and snot seemed to flow down together, then wiped his tears with his school uniform, took off his school uniform, and wore the snow-white shirt, revealing his most handsome appearance. With tears in his eyes, he said with a smile.

"Enron, why don't we start all over again."