The cicadas were chirping loudly, shouting non-stop in the shadowy treetops.
The over-loaded 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, I fell asleep again, come and solve this problem."
The roll call came from a distance, humming and indistinct.
Su Lian moved her sore wrist, raised her head slowly, squinted her eyes and stared ahead.
Most of the blackboard was written densely on the blackboard, which was more difficult to read than the diagnosis in the medical record.
The teacher stared at his messy sleeping hair on his forehead with a habitual expression, raised his hand and pushed his glasses: "If you don't know how to do it, go and stand behind."
Su Lian didn't respond, but lowered her eyes slightly. The fingertips touch the fabric of the cuffs, which is made of dark blue acrylic, which is a bit harsh.
Very familiar, the school uniform of No. 8 Middle School that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.
In a trance, as if in a dream, Dr. Su, who was still wearing a white coat a second ago, turned back into a high school student in class with his eyes closed and opened.
Fuck, you are indeed a master, you can really wear it back.
Su Lian has always believed in changing lives with medical skills on stage, while advocating the guidance of metaphysics off stage.
Now that he was back in high school, he was even more in awe of the gods.
However, there was no response to the teacher's roll call for a long time, and whispers began to whisper in the classroom.
"School bullies happen every year, and this year is especially bad. I have a hunch that the glasses will go crazy this time..."
"What's wrong with the glasses? It's just that I don't like people sleeping in class."
"Evening self-study, I have to get up and answer the questions. I am more persistent than Tang Monk in learning the scriptures. What are you trying to do?"
"I wish you two battle wits and courage in the new semester and create greater glories!"
"What are you still doing in a daze? Stand over."
The teacher has long been used to it, knocking on the blackboard and saying earnestly: "I will take the test right away. How many times have I said it? If I don't work hard now, I can only take the next door in the university. I am a sophomore. Give me some refreshments..."
Sweeping over from the corner of her eye, Su Lian glanced at the extra watch on her hand. The dark blue dial, with regular hands every second, reminds the passage of time.
He got up lazily, moved the stool slowly, and walked to the blackboard.
The topic is solid geometry. The cuboid is cut with chalks of different colors. It looks bad.
He turned around and pinched a piece of chalk, quickly read the stem of the question, and raised his hand to draw the auxiliary line.
The questions of the second year of high school can be solved with eyes closed.
In just two minutes, half of the blackboard was written in beautiful chalk characters. After finishing the mental calculation, simply write down the answer: DE= 4.
When they stopped writing, the group of people collectively let go of their pent up breath. The classroom exploded in an instant, and there was an uproar.
The teacher regained his senses from the trance, pushed the 800-degree thick bottle lens again, and looked at it carefully from beginning to end.
Unlike blindness, the steps are clear and the answers are all correct.
He stared at the chalk in Su Lian's hand in shock, and moved his eyes to the expressionless face again, convinced that it was not a hallucination just now.
Su Lian lightly twirled the ashes in her hand, raised her hand and threw the chalk into the box on the podium without any mistakes.
There was a crisp sound of impact, and the white chalk pointed obliquely in the direction of one o'clock.
One quadrant indicates good luck today.
The result of the divination was good, and Su Lian immediately felt much happier. He walked straight through the empty aisle between the seats, picked up his schoolbag and slung it over his shoulder, said "stomach hurts" casually, and walked outside the classroom.
The voice of the teacher asking for help came from a distance: "The answer is, yes, but the process is also, also very important, students, but the most important thing is the way of solving this type of questions..."
Su Lian went out from the side door, walked out of the No. 8 Middle School gate in a familiar way, and wandered aimlessly on the street.
He took out the mobile phone in his trouser pocket. The iPhone 6 was so old that it was almost eliminated. The time was displayed on the screen: September 4, 2018.
It was confirmed again that it was eight years ago, and he returned to the age of seventeen from the future.
The heart beat violently, and the stagnant water made waves.
Now that the time travel is successful, the dead Chi Wang should be alive now.
At the thought of this name, all the viscera and six internal organs were instantly mixed together, causing a heart-rending pain.
Chi Ju's lung cancer is at an advanced stage. Before he died, the last words I told him still fell in my ears: "I'm sorry, I broke my promise. Susu, forget about me."
Trembling all over, he kissed for the last time, and then watched the curve of the electrocardiogram become flat without any ups and downs. Hate myself as a surgeon, helpless.
The unforgettable love is still at the peak of intense emotions, and suddenly there is no more content.
How the hell did you forget? Never forget it.
On large and small operating tables, he has faced many patients who died of pain and torture, and he has already taken life and death very lightly.
All the affairs after Chi Huang's death, including cremation and burial, and holding of funerals, were done in an orderly manner.
From the perspective of outsiders, it seems a bit indifferent to have been so restrained in their relationship for several years.
It was only after the crowd dispersed that Su Lian's tense nerves finally relaxed, leaving only boundless confusion and loneliness.
It seemed that he was suddenly dropped in place, and he didn't know where he was going.
He sat in the cemetery for a day and a night, his limbs were numb, and the rain continued.
Until an old man with messy hair held a black umbrella over his head.
The man threw a watch he took out from nowhere into his pocket, and said, "Jump time, find out the reason, maybe you can change the ending, do you want to try?"
Su Lian grasped at the straw and immediately answered, "What do I need to do?"
"Set a time travel point, close your eyes, and you will go back to the past..."
A huge horn sounded from the ear, accompanied by the driver's insults in dialect: "Look at the road, Harper."
Su Lian woke up suddenly, the red light ahead turned green, and he quickened his pace to cross the road.
Chi Wang once mentioned that the high school is No. 3 Middle School, which is on the same street as No. 8 Middle School, which is not too far away.
He took out the wrapped earphones from his trouser pocket and hung them up, then turned on the play button, and a sad old song began to play in a loop, the lyrics were quite appropriate for the occasion.
The street becomes more noisy at night, pedestrians pass by in a hurry, mixed with the aroma of spicy noodles wafting from the roadside shops from time to time, and the smoke is strong.
Su Lian wandered to the vicinity of No. 3 Middle School, thinking about how to sneak into the school.
With a sweep of his gaze, he saw a neat figure leaping up the wall, about to jump down.
The man had a half-smoked cigarette in his mouth, the butt of the cigarette was scarlet red, and a faint white mist overflowed, covering his entire face indistinctly, leaving only an empty outline.
His footsteps stopped, the hustle and bustle and music went away instantly, the world became silent for a second, only the sound of his roaring heartbeat remained.
When the smoke cleared, he finally saw his face clearly.
The broken hair on the young man's forehead was swept up by the wind, his facial features were bony, and his jaw was clearly defined. 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, revealing the black T with a wide neckline inside, revealing a sense of indecency from the inside out.
Coincidentally, today is really auspicious.
The tightened heart slowly unfolded, Su Lian quickly approached, seized the vertical foothold, and looked up greedily at the person.
The wall was one meter high, Su Lian raised her head slightly. The eyes of the two met, and the dark pupils on the opposite side were gloomy. Bottomless, like a vortex, pulling people closer.
He felt almost out of breath, his chest heaving violently. Before he could say "Brother Chi", his heart began to turn acid.
"What are you looking at?" The young man's voice was loose, and his warm breath hit his face, which was wet like mist after rain.
Su Lian suppressed his emotions and stared at the other party, his expression gradually confused.
They do look exactly the same, but their temperament is completely different from that boyfriend who has been in love for several years.
Chi Wang, who is in his twenties, always wears formal clothes meticulously, speaks softly, behaves steadily, and does not smoke or drink.
Sometimes he felt almost mortal, impeccably perfect.
Looking left and right, he couldn't match the squatting smoking ruffian in front of him.
Afraid of admitting the wrong person, Su Lian's Adam's apple rolled, and he asked bluntly, "Student, what's your name?"
Brother Ruffian's cheeks sunken slightly, his thin lips took a sip of the cigarette, and a faint smoke escaped from his lips: "Chi Huang, arrogant Huang."
Seeing that no one was moving, he didn't bother to move, and reminded: "Student, you blocked me and skipped class by climbing over the wall."
It's no secret, it's crazy.
Su Lian laughed angrily at the series of extreme contrasts, and the throbbing in her eyes was instantly blown away by the wind.
He wrapped the earphones around his knuckles, put them in his trouser pocket, and retorted: "Count, if you have the ability, go to the right door."
Chi Wan glanced sideways at the security guard who was dozing off at the gate not far away, pointed his fingertips at the teaching building in the distance, then swung back to his feet and nodded, looking at the foolish expression on his face.
"Haven't you studied mathematics? Between two points, the line segment is the shortest."
Su Lian: "..."
Are you too shy to babble about elementary school math? The seventeen-year-old Chi Wang didn't seem to be very smart either.
"Rang Rang, I'm going to jump." Chi Wan squatted slightly, staring at Su Lian's position with his eyes.
"What are you doing skipping class?" Su Lian stood still, refusing to give in.
With a cigarette in his hand, Chi Wan flicked it familiarly, his thick eyebrows raised lightly: "Aren't you also skipping class? Fellow fellows, don't ask about the way forward."
The fist in her trouser pocket hardened, and Su Lian resisted the urge to hit someone: "Speak humanly."
Chi Wang felt that it was interesting for this person to be nosy with a cold face, so he added: "Evening self-study is boring, go to night to catch up on sleep."
Is it the night, the name of the nightclub? It's not a decent place to hear it.
Su Lian's expression turned colder: "Why do you sleep so early?"
"It's tiring to spend most of the night trying to make money." Chi Wang exhausted his patience and bit the cigarette back into his mouth.
Su Lian frowned: "Pick up the guests?"
"Well, that's right." Chi Wan thought about it seriously, then nodded slightly.
Su Lian was completely speechless. Did he go to sea when he was seventeen years old
What the hell did he wear it back for
The perfect lover filter for Chi Lu in those years, but within three minutes, it was completely shattered.
The breeze swept by, and the faint smoke drifted over again, splashing on the face, adding fuel to the fire.
Thinking of the notice of terminal lung cancer, Su Lian violently snatched the scarlet smoke and smashed it on the dirty wall.
He took three steps back slowly, and suddenly kicked the person into the wall: "Sorry, my feet are slippery."
Ruthless and perfunctory, without distraction.
Being kicked off, Chi Wang slammed into a nearby tree trunk with his back, grunted, and frowned.
He gritted his teeth and turned over quickly, stepped onto the wall again and jumped off, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Su Lian's collar.
With one pull and one buckle, the person is pressed against the surrounding wall. The distance between the two suddenly shortened, and the tip of their noses almost collided.
The sight narrowed and the night was thick, so Su Lian couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but felt the heavy breathing entangled one after another, with a strong sense of oppression.
Su Lian let others drag her around, raised her eyelids slightly and asked, "Why, do you want to beat me back?"
It's good to have a good fight, just upset.
Chi Wan lowered his eyes slightly, but did not move.
In the past few years, he has guarded against arrogance and impetuosity, and has long since retired to the world of school bully.
But the kick just now was so ruthless that it was almost sent to the sky.
The cool face in front of him is stubborn. When he stares at others, the tails of his eyes are slightly raised, and his eyelids are narrow, making him appear ruthless.
He suddenly let out a low laugh, slowly let go of his fingers, and raised his hands to smooth out the wrinkles on the collar.
"Master Wang is not so stingy, my buddy is very skilled, and it seems that he is also a gangster. Tonight, I will treat you to the private room at night, so I should make more friends."
Su Lian: "..."
Please sir.
Very good, plus a bad habit, messing around with society.
He frowned, regretting recklessly traveling back to such an early time.
Now Chi Wang, from hair strands to tone words, everything makes him irritable.
As the two looked at each other, he suddenly remembered the last sentence of the master: "The price is that once you wear it back, you will never be able to go back to the future."
Today, 80% of the eyes are dazzled and misread the hexagrams, which is definitely a bad omen.
Su Lian cursed a dirty word in a low voice, and leaned against the fence with her back a little weak, feeling hopeless.
Lifting the dial on his left hand with his fingertips, he unconsciously moved the hands back until they could no longer move.
The street scenes on both sides flashed quickly, and his body seemed to be pushed into a space-time tunnel, and he returned to the moment when he just woke up in class.
Su Lian glanced at the watch in disbelief, her expression cracked slightly.
Fuck, back again
"Su Lian, I fell asleep again, come and solve this problem."
From the teacher's mouth, the exact same voice and scene reappeared, like a ghost hitting a wall.
Without waiting for the glasses to talk any more, Su Lian walked up to the podium with her schoolbag in hand, picked up chalk and drew two strokes on the blackboard.
This time even the steps are omitted, and an answer is directly written at the end of the question stem: 4.
The chalk was thrown back into the box, still one o'clock.
I just read it right, the hexagram is indeed auspicious.
"Fuck, brother Lian didn't sleep today?"
"What's even more frightening is that he may even be listening to the lecture, and he can actually pick out exactly which question the teacher is talking about!"
"The geometric figures on this blackboard can guess which one it is, have you corrected?"
"Wait, the answer really seems to be 4... This level of question... Absolutely..."
Under the shocked eyes of a group of people, Su Lian formally said "stomach hurts" and strode out of the classroom.
Put the index finger on the pointer, and turn it back again. Like a ghost, Chi Wan squatted on the wall again and looked at him with a cigarette in his mouth.
Su Lian raised her eyes slightly, refocused her eyes on that arrogant face, and instantly understood the meaning of jumping time.
Taking time travel 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 when he talked to Chi Wang, and he was 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 repeatedly moved back and forth three times, Su Lian kicked more and more skillfully and neatly each time, and the irritability in his heart was finally relieved.
Good luck today, sincerely do not deceive me.
Su Lian tapped her toes to the ground and moved her ankles slightly, feeling that the manic depression was much more comfortable.
He stared at Chi Huang in front of him, his posture of pressing the person against the wall was still rebellious, his facial features were sharp and arrogant, no matter how he looked at it, he looked wild.
However, where can a seventeen-year-old bastard go
He has plenty of time and can slowly adjust.
Turning the pointer for the fourth time, Chi Huang repeated the introduction: "My name is Chi Huang, arrogant Huang."
Su Lian stood on the spot, raised his chin slightly, and put his hands in his pockets: "My name is Su Lian, so be careful."