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1. Chapter 1
The cicadas roared loudly, shouting non-stop in the shadowy treetops.
The overloaded air conditioner emits disturbing vibrations from time to time, accompanied by the sharp and crisp sound of chalk across the blackboard, which is annoying.
"Su Lian, sleep again, come and solve this problem."
Point fame came from afar, humming and indistinct.
Su Lian moved his sore wrist, slowly raised his head, narrowed his eyes and stared ahead.
The blackboard is densely written on the blackboard, and the scribbles are more difficult to recognize than the diagnosis on the medical record.
The teacher stared at the messy hair in front of his forehead with a habitual expression on his face, raised his hand and pushed his glasses: "If you can't do it, then go and stand behind."
Su Lian didn't answer, just lowered his eyes slightly. Fingertips touch the fabric of the cuff, dark blue acrylic material, a little awkward.
It is very familiar, and the school uniform of No. 8 Middle School has been unchanged for thousands of years.
In a trance, as if in a dream, as soon as he closed his eyes and opened his eyes, Dr. Su, who was wearing a white coat for a second, turned back into a high school student in class.
Fuck, as expected of a master, he can really wear it back.
Su Lian has always believed in the change of life with medical skills on stage, and advocated the guidance of metaphysics off stage.
Now that he is back in high school, he is even more in awe of the gods.
However, there was no response to the teacher's call for a long time, and the classroom began to whisper.
"School bully happens every year, and this year is particularly dreadful. I have a hunch that the glasses will go crazy this time..."
"What's wrong with glasses? It's just that people can't stand to sleep in class."
"You have to get up and answer the questions in the evening self-study. It is more persistent than Tang Seng's study of scriptures. What are you trying to do?"
"I wish the two of you will fight your wits and courage in the new semester and create greater glories!"
"What are you still doing? Stand over."
The teacher was used to it for a long time. He tapped on the blackboard and said earnestly: "I will take the test immediately, how many times I have said it, and if I don't work hard now, the university can only take the test next door. In the second year of high school, give me some snacks..."
Out of the corner of the eye, Su Lian glanced at the extra watch on his hand. The dark blue dial, the hands are regular one second at a time, reminding the passage of time.
He got up lazily, slowly removed the stool, and paced to the blackboard.
The title is three-dimensional geometry, and the cuboid is cut by chalk of different colors, which looks bad.
He turned around and squeezed a piece of chalk, read the question quickly, and raised his hand to draw an auxiliary line.
Sophomore questions, you can do it with your eyes closed.
In just two minutes, beautiful chalk words were written on a small half of the blackboard. After the mental calculation, simply write down the answer neatly: de= 4.
When they stopped writing, a group of people let out a collective sigh of relief. The classroom was instantly fried, and there was an uproar.
The teacher recovered from the trance, pushed the lens of the 800-degree thick bottle again, and read it carefully from beginning to end.
Unlike the blind, the steps are clear and the answers are all correct.
He stared at the chalk in Su Lian's hand in shock, his eyes moved to the expressionless face again, and he was sure that it was not a hallucination.
Su Lian lightly twisted the dust on his hand, raised his hand and threw the chalk into the box on the podium accurately.
With a crisp impact, the white chalk pointed crookedly in the direction of one o'clock.
A quadrant indicates good luck today.
The divination results were good, and Su Lian felt a lot of joy immediately. He walked straight through the empty aisle in the middle of the seats, picked up his schoolbag and slid it over his shoulder, casually said "stomach ache", and walked outside the classroom.
The voice of the teacher looking for supplements came from a distance: "The answer is yes, yes, but the process is also very important, students, but the most important thing is to solve the problem of this type of problem..."
Su Lian went out from the side door, walked out of the gate of No. 8 Middle School, and wandered aimlessly on the street.
I took out the mobile phone in my trouser pocket, the iPhone 6, which was so old and almost obsolete, showed the time on the screen: September 4, 2018.
To confirm again, he traveled back to high school from the future.
The heart beat violently, and the stagnant water swayed.
Since the crossing is successful, the dead Chi Li should live well now.
As soon as think of this name, internal organs are instantly mixed together, and heart hurts.
Chi Li was at a late stage of lung cancer, and before he died, the last words he told him were still in his ears: "I'm sorry, I broke my promise. Susu, forget me."
He shivered and dropped his last kiss, then watched as the ECG's curve became a flat, unbroken line. Hate yourself as a surgeon for being helpless.
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The unforgettable love is still at the peak of strong feelings, and suddenly there is no more text.
How the hell did you forget this? Can't forget it at all.
On the operating table, large and small, he has faced many patients who died because of pain, and he has long regarded life and death very lightly.
All the affairs after Chi Li's death, cremation and burial, and funerals, were meticulous and orderly.
From an outsider's point of view, it seems a little indifferent to be so restrained in love for a few years.
It was only after the crowd dispersed that Su Lian's nerves that had been tense finally loosened, leaving only boundless confusion and loneliness.
It was as if he was suddenly left in place, without knowing where to go.
He sat in the cemetery all day and night, his limbs were numb, and the torrential rain kept coming.
Until an old man with messy hair held a black umbrella over his head.
The man threw a watch he didn't know where it came from and threw it into his arms, and said, "Jump the time, find out the reason, maybe you can change the ending, do you want to try it?"
Su Lian caught the life-saving straw and immediately answered, "What do I need to do?"
"Set a time-traveling point, close your eyes, and you will go back to the past..."
The loud horn came from the ear, accompanied by the driver's swearing in dialect: "Look at the road, Hapi."
Su Lian woke up suddenly, the red light in front of him turned green, and he accelerated his pace to cross the road.
Chi Li once mentioned that high school is the third middle school and the eighth middle school, which is not too far away.
He took out the tangled earphones from his trouser pocket and hung them up, and turned on the play button. A sad old song started to loop, and the lyrics fit the scene.
At night, the streets became more and more noisy, with pedestrians passing by in a hurry, mixed with the aroma of spicy noodles wafting from the roadside shops from time to time, and the smoke was strong.
Su Lian wandered slowly to the vicinity of No. 3 Middle School, thinking about how to sneak into the school.
Glancing at it, saw a neat figure jumping over the wall, ready to jump down.
The man was holding a half-sucked cigarette in his mouth. The butt of the cigarette was scarlet, and a faint white mist overflowed, shrouding his entire face indistinctly, leaving only an empty outline.
He stopped in his footsteps, the noise and music disappeared in an instant, the world became silent for a second, and only the roar of his heartbeat remained.
When the smoke cleared, he finally saw his face.
The broken hair on his forehead was swept up by the wind, his facial features were skinny, and his jaw was distinct. The thin eyelids drooped down, diluting the sharp edges and corners.
The light blue school uniform hangs loosely on the shoulders, and the zipper slides halfway open, revealing the black tee with a wide neckline inside.
Coincidentally, today is really good.
The tightened heart slowly stretched out, Su Lian approached quickly, grabbed the vertical foothold, and looked up at people greedily.
The wall was about one meter high, Su Lian raised his head slightly. The eyes of the two met, and the dark pupils on the opposite side were gloomy. It was bottomless, like a whirlpool, and it couldn't help but get closer.
He felt almost breathless, his chest heaving violently. Before he could say "Brother Chi", pantothenic acid started in his heart.
"What are you looking at?" The man's voice was loose, mixed with a warm breath on his face, wet, like the mist after the rain.
Su Lian suppressed his emotions and stared straight at the other party, his expression gradually confused.
They look exactly the same, but they have a different temperament from the boyfriend who has been in love for a few years.
Twenty-year-old Chi Wang is always meticulous in formal attire, speaks softly, behaves steadily, and does not drink or smoke.
Sometimes he felt like a mortal, impeccably perfect.
Looking left and right, they didn't match the name of the smoking ruffian who was squatting and didn't look at him.
Afraid of acknowledging the wrong person, Su Lian's Adam's apple rolled and asked bluntly, "Classmate, what's your name?"
The ruffian brother's cheeks sank slightly, his thin lips sipped, and a faint smoke overflowed from the gap between his lips: "Chi liang, arrogant arrogance."
Seeing that no one was moving, he didn't bother to move, so he reminded aloud, "Classmate, you stopped me from going over the wall and skipping class."
No disguise, really crazy.
Su Lian laughed angrily at the series of extreme contrasts, and the throbbing reunion in his eyes was instantly blown away by the wind.
He put the earphones around his knuckles into a ball, put them in his trousers pocket, and retorted: "Counsel, if you have the ability, go to the front door."
Chi Li glanced sideways at the dozing security guard at the gate not far away, pointed his fingertips to the teaching building in the distance, and nodded again, with a foolish expression on his face.
"Have you never studied mathematics? Between two points, the line segment is the shortest."
Su Lian: "..."
Are you too embarrassed to be embarrassed by elementary school math? The teenage Chili doesn't seem to have a good brain.
"Rang Rang, I'm about to jump." Chi Wang squatted slightly, staring at Su Lian's position with his eyes.
"Why are you skipping class?" Su Lian stood still, unwilling to give in.
Chi Juan played with his cigarettes, and raised his thick eyebrows lightly: "Aren't you also skipping classes? People in the same way, don't ask about the way forward."
The fist in his trouser pocket became hard, and Su Lian resisted the urge to beat him: "Speak human words."
Chi Huang thought it was interesting that this person was meddling with his business with a cold face, and added: "Self-study at night is boring, go to night to make up for sleep."
Night, what is the name of the nightclub? It's not a decent place to hear it.
Su Lian's expression turned colder: "Why do you go to bed so early?"
"It's very tiring to work hard to make money in the middle of the night." Chi Huang exhausted his patience and bit the cigarette back into his mouth.
Su Lian frowned: "Pick up a guest?"
"Well, that's right." Chi Wang thought about it seriously and nodded slightly.
Su Lian was completely speechless. Did he go to sea when he was poor enough to be in high school?
What the hell did he wear it for?
In those few years, the perfect lover filter for Chi Li was completely broken in three minutes.
The breeze swept through, and the faint smoke drifted over again, slamming his face, adding fuel to the fire.
Thinking of the notice of terminally ill lung cancer, Su Lian violently grabbed the scarlet cigarette and threw it on the dirty fence.
He slowly took three steps back, and suddenly kicked the person into the wall: "Sorry, my feet slipped."
Ruthless perfunctory, unconcerned.
Being kicked down, Chi Li slammed his back into the tree trunk next to him, groaned, and frowned.
He clenched his teeth and stood up, jumped over the wall again, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Su Lian's collar.
With one pull and one button, the person was pressed against the surrounding wall. The distance between the two suddenly shortened, and the tip of the nose almost collided.
His vision narrowed, and the night was dark. Su Lian couldn't see the expression on his face. He could only feel the aggravated breathing entangled in strands, with a strong sense of oppression.
Su Lian let it be dragged by others, and in the intertwined breath, he raised his eyelids slightly and asked, "Why, do you want to beat him back?"
It's okay to have a good fight, just to be upset.
Chi Li slightly lowered his eyes and did not move.
In recent years, he has guarded against arrogance and impatience, and has already retired from school to dominate the world.
But this kick was so ruthless that he was almost sent to the sky.
The cool face in front of him is stubborn. When staring at people, the end of his eyes rises slightly, his eyelids are narrow, and he looks affectionate.
He suddenly let out a low laugh, slowly released his fingers, and raised his hand to even the folds on the collar for someone else.
"My lord is not so stingy, my buddy is good at it, and it seems that he is also a fool. I will treat you to the box tonight, and you should make more friends."
Su Lian: "..."
Sir please.
Very good, plus a vice, mixed society.
He frowned, regretting recklessly going back to such an early time.
The current Chiliang, from the strands of hair to the tone of voice, makes him irritable everywhere.
As the two looked at each other, he suddenly remembered the master's last sentence: "The price is that once you wear it back, you will never return to the future."
Today, 80% of people have misunderstood the hexagram, which is definitely a bad omen.
Su Lian scolded a dirty word in a low voice, and his back was leaning against the wall with some slack.
The fingertips lifted the dial on the left hand and unconsciously moved the hands back until they couldn't move.
The street scenes on both sides flashed by quickly, as if his body was suddenly pushed into the time-space tunnel, and he returned to the moment when he just woke up in class.
Su Lian glanced at his watch in disbelief, his expression cracked slightly.
Shit, are you back again?
"Su Lian, sleep again, come and solve this problem."
From the teacher's mouth, the exact same voice and scene are reproduced, like a ghost hitting a wall.
Without waiting for the glasses to be more long-winded, Su Lian walked directly to the podium with her schoolbag, grabbed chalk and drew two strokes on the blackboard.
This time, the steps are even omitted, and an answer is written directly at the end of the question stem: 4.
The chalk was thrown back into the box, still at one o'clock.
Just read it right, the hexagram is indeed auspicious.
"Fuck, Brother Lian didn't sleep today?"
"What's more terrifying is that he may even be listening to the lecture, and he can pick out exactly which question the teacher is talking about!"
"Can you guess which one of the geometric figures of this blackboard is correct? Have you changed your mind?"
"Wait, the answer seems to be really 4.... This level of questioning... Absolutely..."
With a group of shocked eyes, Su Lian said "stomach pain" in a formulaic manner and strode out of the classroom.
Putting the index finger on the pointer, and then turning it back, Chi Li, like a ghost, squatted on the fence again, drank a cigarette and looked at him.
Su Lian raised his eyes slightly, his eyes refocused on that arrogant face, and instantly understood the meaning of jumping time.
Taking travel time as the starting point and the time spent as the horizontal axis, he can go back and forth on this timeline at will.
He fixed the pointer at the second he talked to Chi Wang, too lazy to talk nonsense.
This time, he directly extinguished the cigarette, took a few steps back, raised his foot again, and kicked the person off the wall again.
The pointer moved back and forth three times, and Su Lian kicked each time more skillfully and neatly, the manic depression in his heart finally relieved.
Good luck today, don't deceive me.
Su Lian tapped his toes on the ground and moved his ankles slightly, feeling that the manic depression was a lot more comfortable.
He stared at Chi Wang in front of him, his posture of pressing people against the wall was still rebellious, his facial features were sharp and arrogant, no matter how he looked at it, he was quite wild.
But where can a high school student be an asshole?
He has time, he can slowly adjust | teach.
Turning the pointer for the fourth time, Chi Wang repeated the introduction: "My name is Chi Wang, arrogant and arrogant."
Su Lian stood on the spot, raised his chin slightly, and put his hands in his pockets: "My name is Su Lian, Shu Lian."
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