Memories of the year 227

I carefully discerned the pleasant sound, and before I knew it, I opened my eyelids with ease. It's incredible, the original heaviness on the eyelids completely disappeared in an instant, and disappeared without a trace.

There was a light in front of me, and there was a milky white soft light everywhere, as if I had arrived in heaven.

Wait a minute!

Suddenly, my heart shook violently, my eyes saw the bright ceiling, I saw the crystal chandeliers, I saw the sun shining on the half-drawn beige flower curtains, but it didn't matter, what mattered, what I heard.

Yes, that's the sound, Windows Mobile!

It's a ringtone for mobile phones, and it's exclusive to smartphones!

To be exact, it was a Dopod smartphone that I bought in 2008, a phone with Windows Mobile operating system, and only that operating system would make that ringtone.

God, how could there be such a voice, how could there be such a voice in 1995!

I jumped out of bed, and I was right, out of bed, but ------ wasn't a hospital bed at all, not an operating table, but a large, comfortable Simmons bed.

This is clear. And when I looked around, I found that I was not in the white hospital room at all, but in a spacious room covered with warm yellow wallpaper.

The next second I was completely aware that this was the room I had lived in for almost ten years after I got married!

The phone was still ringing, and I instinctively picked it up and stared blankly at the words on the screen.

August 29, 2009, 7:30 a.m.

It's the bell to wake up.

Immediately afterwards, a woman's slightly disgusted voice came from outside the door: "Husband, your mobile phone is noisy, let's get up, turn off the alarm clock on the mobile phone when you get up." ”

I'm still dumbfounded.

I can't think of another idiom that can describe the current situation. It's just staying there, completely stunned, all the nerves are paralyzed.

In 2009!

I must have had the surgery, yes, just a few hours ago, or, I don't know how long, I was wheeled into the operating room—the operating room of brain surgery, white everywhere, the smell of formalin, doctors in surgical gowns walking around, the screeching sound of clinking metal instruments everywhere.

Then, I was anesthetized.

Before the anesthesia, my mind was already messing up and thinking about all the things that would happen after I was reborn.

I'm thinking about Bao Lina, and maybe Li Yun. I remembered the dorm room that had been re-inhabited for four years, for a total of eight years. I even remembered my houses with huge appreciation potential in the western style town, Xuyang Advertising Company, my employees, Yongshan Group, General Black, Crown Milk Tea, Qian Haiping's fat face, and Guo Ming's embarrassed eyes when he met me in the community hospital.

And the early morning in Shengzhou, the lights of the revolving restaurant, the small playground, the wall of the Hangzhou Normal Academy, what else, and Zhao Xiaoxuan's cold kiss?

And right now, my mind is in a state of confusion. I felt like the world was spinning, but strangely, I didn't have a headache and my mind was clear.

Surgery? What happened to my surgery?

All I know is that the time is back in 2009, I turned off the ringtone of my phone all of a sudden, and my God, I haven't forgotten how my phone operates.

Then I got out of bed and ran out of the bedroom, so to speak, in my pajamas and pajamas.

In the restaurant, my son is munching on bread and drinking milk. Wife - by the way, it's still Chen Yan, this has not changed at all, wearing a sexy sundress, squeezing fresh orange juice in the kitchen with a juicer, and the air is filled with the fragrance of oranges.

"Husband, what are you doing, your hair is like a straw nest. Let's have breakfast!"

Chen Yan glanced at me in a hurry and called out impatiently.

I still looked at Chen Yan blankly, my eyes stared at Chen Yan a little hairy, and she shouted again: "Husband, what are you nervous about, hurry up and eat!" My son is going to be late! ”

"What to eat?" I asked subconsciously.

"Bread, milk, juice, and buns."

Chen Yan pointed to the dining table.

The son also turned his head, pouted impatiently, and said, "Dad, hurry up and eat, you still have to drive me to school." ”

I turned around again and stared at my son.

In short, I was like a puppet, my wife and son told me to do whatever I wanted, but in fact I didn't know anything, I didn't understand anything, as if I had just jumped from a primitive society into the 21st century. Amazingly, I still remember vividly where I put my clothes, where I left my car keys, and how I drove from home to my son's school, and I could drive to that school almost with my eyes closed.

After that, I crossed Wenhui Road, which was stuck in traffic, and sent my wife to her unit. And her unit, which is located not far from the back gate of Hangzhou University, did not feel anything when I passed by this university, which is now called the Xixi Campus of Zhejiang University, of course.

Before getting out of the car, my wife took a closer look at my face and said, "Husband, are you so weird today, do you have a cold?"

I said no.

I saw my face from the interior rear view of the car, it was very pale, but also very old. This is a face that is over thirty-five years old.

Chen Yan left, and I was the only one left in the car.

It's my car, but not Santana, it's a Passat, that's right.

And then, then I saw that the street was full of cars, crazy people, crazy traffic, dense cars shuttling in front of me.

But all of this is so foreign to me.

I sat in the car for a long time, until an assistant police officer came up and knocked on my window, and when I rolled down the window, I heard him say very dissatisfiedly: "Comrade, please don't stop here, you are obstructing traffic." ”

I hurriedly said I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll leave right away.

I drove the car to Qingchun Road, but when I drove to the intersection of Zhonghe Road and Qingchun Road, I suddenly remembered that my unit was not here, it was on Yan'an Road, yes, it was my unit, not Xuyang advertising.

Xuyang advertising is gone.

What about Yongshan?

Yongshan is also gone.

What about Lina?

Lina disappeared too?

I grabbed a handful of my hair, parked the car in a parking space on the side of the road, closed my eyes and leaned back on the seat, but I felt clear, no headache, no vomiting, no dizziness, nothing I felt.

Then I reached for the back of my waist, pulled open my shirt, and put my hand on the skin around my waist.

No!

Nothing!

My lower back is smooth and smooth, and I haven't felt any scars!