【... A huge breakthrough has been made in the special struggle against gangsters and vices carried out by Boryeong City... The leader of the largest criminal gang in Boryeong City was successfully arrested...】

Feng Hao sat in a somewhat deserted and dark living room, not knowing why his father was from Gecheng County, but he liked to watch the news of Boryeong City, hundreds of kilometers away.

But Feng Hao doesn't want to know the reason, life has overwhelmed him, everything was painful before, and now he just wants to make money.

'Bang, bang, bang......'

A somewhat thin figure picked up the lighter on the table, and pressed it a few times with a trembling hand before igniting the Hongta Mountain in his mouth.

"Dad, how much of the family still owes unpaid?" Rubbing the corners of his eyes, Feng Hao opened his mouth to break the silence, and looked up slightly at his father who was smoking on the sofa in the upper left.

'Whew...'

Taking a deep breath of Hongta Mountain between his fingers, Feng Jianping seemed to press down his already low head again, and under the reflection of the faint light, the shadow on the wall next to him seemed even more slender, and he flicked the cigarette ash and said slowly: "It just so happened that I calculated it today, and your uncle and aunt's family still owe more than 30,000 yuan each..."

"Hey, the account on this back is finally going to be unloaded...... nodding slightly, Feng Hao looked at his tired, fragile and depressed father, and the endless pain and grievances in his heart turned into a sigh,

"Hao, why don't you quit your job on the pig farm first, and your uncle and aunt aren't in a hurry to ...... this account" Throwing the cigarette butts that were about to burn out into the bottle filled with water, Feng Jianping said slowly: "It's been hard for you all these years, it's all my fault......"

"Let's talk about the work when the accounts are over... Also, Dad, you've been saying this for a few years, and I've told you a long time ago, I did complain about you when I was young, but I've been thinking about it for a long time...... Soon this hard day will come to an end slowly, and then our family will have a good time reunited..."Holding back the tears that would always linger in his eyes for some reason, but could not be shed, Feng Hao stretched out his hands to the electric stove under the front table, "It's still a little cold at night on a rainy day in September..."

The room fell into silence again, only occasionally Feng Jianping let out one or two dull coughs, and his hands were hot, Feng Hao stood up, "Dad, then I'll go back to the room and sleep first..."

"Okay, I'll bake for a while, take a draw...."

"Dad, let's take two puffs less, nearly sixty people, cough every morning......."

Looking at Feng Hao's disappearing back, Feng Jianping lit another cigarette, took a few puffs, and spread it weakly on the dilapidated sofa, gently pinching the broken left leg with his left hand, looking at the news broadcast of Boryeong City on TV in a daze, and seemed to be muttering something to himself:

Alas, it's still too late, it's too late!

If only God could give me a chance to live again...

.......

turned off the lights and lay on the somewhat cold bed, but Feng Hao couldn't sleep.

For the future life, Feng Hao's heart is intertwined with hope and despair; The older he gets, the more sentimental he becomes, Feng Hao doesn't know how old he is, whether he is 17 years old, 22 years old, or 27 years old;

Sometimes lying in bed, my heart is always fantasizing and deducing, if that incident hadn't happened at home at the age of 17, how happy and beautiful my life would be now.

But the reality is that he entered the pig farm at the age of 22, and since then he has lived a life like a day by day, and returning to the dormitory after work every day to write a novel is his greatest entertainment and happiness. I worked in the pig farm for a few years, and I was promoted to field assistant in these two years, with a monthly salary of 20,000 or 30,000 yuan...... However, due to the swine fever that has been raging everywhere in the north and south of the country in recent years, the company's business situation has become worse and worse......

With the crackling raindrops outside the window, Feng Hao still slowly fell into a half-asleep state.

'Boom... Boom... Run'

As if in a dream, Feng Hao suddenly felt that he was floating in mid-air, and in front of him was a medium-sized sand mining boat surrounded by raging fire, and several workers rushed out of the cabin with flames and jumped into the river.

......

"Ahh Hurry up and put out the fire..."

Waking up from the dream, feeling the chill of headache and cold sweat on his forehead transmitted by the nerves, Feng Hao breathed a long sigh of relief, he should have had a nightmare again.

'Bang' habitually pressed the switch on the bedside table, and a dazzling light appeared on the roof, illuminating Feng Hao's white cheeks a little pale,

"This is? This... Where is this ......"

With trembling lips, Feng Hao's eyes widened, and he looked at the room in front of him in disbelief,

At the head of the bed is an open wardrobe, in which there are messy clothes, and on the left hand of the door is a desk, on which is a brand-new computer, Feng Hao recognized, it was the first computer that Feng's father bought for himself in 14 years, Shenzhou brand; There are a few bosom friends and novels next to the computer.

Feng Hao is so familiar with this scene, I don't know how many times he has appeared in his dreams, this is his bedroom when he was young, but in order to repay the debt, after the family sold this house when he was 17 years old, he only appeared in his dreams......

"Am I still dreaming of this.....?"

Hurriedly raised his hands, only to see that the thick calluses that should have disappeared...... Got up and looked at the mirror on the bedside table, the smooth and delicate face replaced the wrinkles and spots on the imaginary face, and the dark and thick hair on the top of the head was a little messy......

Isn't this familiar and unfamiliar figure in the mirror exactly what he looked like when he was sixteen or seventeen years old?

.......

Time sitting in a chair and looking at the computer—2014/9/19 22:15; Fear, excitement, joy, fear and other emotions poured into the depths of his heart together, Feng Hao felt that his whole body was numb and trembling, only his heart was pounding and pounding.

Feng Hao couldn't believe it, but in his heart, he kept persuading himself to believe that he was back to 17 years old and back to 2014!

"No matter what it is, if you have the opportunity, you have to change...... Even if it's ...... in a dream," clenched his fists, Feng Hao muttered to himself.

.....

Touching the living room, he heard his father's snoring through the door, Feng Hao still suppressed the impulse in his heart, did not rush in to disturb his parents' rest, returned to his room, and lay on the soft bedding with a leap.

Pulled the pillow to cover his face, ready to plan carefully, the fire was November 11th, it is a very good time to remember, and it is a date that Feng Hao will never forget in his life, now there is more than a month before the accident, and he already knows the specific cause of the fire, it should be easy to prevent the tragedy from happening....

But soon Feng Hao discovered a terrible thing, now he is in the first semester of his third year of high school, but he has forgotten all the knowledge about high school in his mind, and now his mind is not only how to raise pigs, but how to write novels......

In his previous life, he had an accident at home, and his future life was all day long, and he spent his days in a mess, and finally barely took three exams, and chose animal husbandry with preferential policies because of his family's lack of money and anger, but at least he was an undergraduate. But now God gives me a chance to live again, but with the textbook knowledge reserve in my mind now, the poor junior college may not be able to get in......

Forget it, there is still nearly a year to go, and one step at a time...... As long as that accident is prevented, it will be okay to be a rich second generation who eats and waits for death in the future.. Or take advantage of the fact that short videos are not too developed now, and it is good to get some stalks and jobs for future generations by yourself, and be an Internet celebrity. And there is also a novel to write!

'Great, Dad, Mommy.......

Lying on the bed, thinking about it, Feng Hao still fell asleep vaguely, his mouth seemed to be telling some dream words, and the smile on his face seemed to be a little happy.