A hot topic on a certain website recently: What would happen if you woke up and found yourself traveling back in time to ten years ago
Yan Jiayou was quite concerned about this.
The person he pursued in high school later found a partner who was similar to him. He always felt very sorry. If he had been more supportive and proactive, maybe the ending would be different.
Hang Sizhou was dismissive of this.
Whether you can be together or not depends entirely on luck.
Just like him and Xiao Hang, didn't he take the initiative at that time? But Xiao Hang ignored him.
Fate consists of two sides: "fate" and "fate", neither of which can be missing.
When he was in high school, he and Xiao Hang were a typical example of a couple who were destined to be together but not destined to be together.
Even if he went back ten years, he couldn't change anything.
Whether we can be together or not, time is very important.
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When I woke up, the room was dimly lit.
The sky is not fully awake yet.
Hang Sizhou habitually wiped it to his side, but he didn't feel the familiar temperature. He frowned, reached down with his palm, and felt the coldness.
Is he sleeping on a mat
Hang Sizhou woke up from his drowsiness.
Today is the weekend, he let Xiao Hang do whatever he wanted, and in the end it was the man who cleaned the bed.
He was in a state of confusion at the time. Could it be that Xiao Hang was also unconscious and changed the mat
After taking a closer look, Hang Sizhou found that he was not lying in the bed of his own master bedroom, but in an unfamiliar room.
There was a sudden stabbing pain in my temple. Could it be that he had... lost his memory again
The thought crossed his mind, but he immediately dismissed it.
Because he was not unfamiliar with this room.
After the college entrance examination results came out, Hang Sizhou stubbornly chose a university far away from Yancheng, wanting to stay away from Hang Hongsheng and the mess at home.
Although he has not received the admission letter, his grades are already set in stone.
He is currently staying in the house he rented in advance.
Later, the school introduced a new policy that did not allow out-of-town students to live outside the school, so he had to move back to the school.
Hang Sizhou didn't bother to think about why he was here. He was eager to find Xiao Hang.
I want to look back on the years I missed ten years ago. I want to know if that guy with a cold face but secretly liked him would hide at home and cry after finding out that he chose a university so far away.
After all, he had seen someone cry.
Hang Sizhou grabbed the mobile phone beside him, July 17, XX.
That’s good, the summer vacation is only half over and he has plenty of time.
For the sake of his mother, Xiao Hang went directly to Yancheng University and he did not leave Yancheng.
It is easy to find such a person.
While washing up, Hang Sizhou looked carefully at himself in the mirror.
Although he has aged ten years, the years are not noticeable on his face, and the ID card from ten years ago is completely usable.
Although this place is far from Yancheng, the transportation is convenient and there are many flights back to Yancheng every day.
Hang Sizhou immediately booked a flight with the nearest time.
As the plane flew into the sky above Yancheng, Hang Sizhou's heartbeat became faster and faster, and the sound became louder and louder.
He couldn't help but laugh at himself.
When Yan Jiayou talked about going back ten years ago to make up for his regrets, he remained noncommittal.
Unexpectedly, when the matter happened to him, he was even more impatient than Yan Jiayou.
When my feet stepped on the land of Yancheng, the sun had just reached its zenith.
Early August is the hottest time of the year in Yancheng.
The spoiled young master usually hated going out at this time. But ten years later, Hang Sizhou was no longer the young master he once was.
He even ignored the scorching sun, walked out of the airport, hailed a taxi, and said a familiar place name.
The scenery outside the window quickly receded, and the familiar Yancheng in my memory slowly unfolded before my eyes.
With the rapid economic development, Yancheng, as a first-tier city in China, has undergone many changes. However, most of these changes are hidden day by day, and the subtle changes seem invisible.
Suddenly going back to ten years ago, I feel that this city has changed a lot.
"Young man, are you going back to see your partner?"
The driver suddenly spoke, bringing Hang Sizhou back to his senses.
He was stunned: "How do you know?"
The driver laughed: "I've seen this a lot. They rush out of the airport, get in the car and give an address, and on the way they're either looking at their phones or looking outside, and they even giggle from time to time. This kind of people are basically going back to see their partners."
Hang Sizhou curled his eyes and said happily: "Master, you really have a good eye. I haven't seen my partner for a long time, so if you can, please drive faster."
The driver stepped on the accelerator very understandingly: "Okay, then sit tight, young man!"
Hang Sizhou held the armrest above his head: "You can drive as you like, I'll keep it steady!"
The taxi quickly shuttled through the traffic and arrived at Hang Sizhou's destination more than ten minutes faster than usual.
Just as I remembered, it was so hot in Yancheng at this time of year that the cicadas didn't even chirp.
The residential area before us looked like melted butter under the scorching sun, a dull, mottled color.
When my feet stepped on the asphalt road, the heat coming from the ground seemed to be able to penetrate the soles of my feet and reach the center of my feet.
Hang Sizhou stood for a while, then turned around and sat down in a milk tea shop at the entrance of the community.
Yan Jiayou has always liked Xiao Hang and always likes to chat with him about his recent situation. As a result, Hang Sizhou also knows that Xiao Hang goes out to work every morning recently.
It’s about time to come back at this point.
Hang Sizhou ordered two cups of milk tea, sat down by the window in the shop, and drank them slowly.
He was calm and had an outstanding temperament. Almost every person who came in to buy milk tea would look at him for a while. Some even came over to ask for his contact information.
Hang Sizhou stretched out his hand and showed the ring on his ring finger with a smile.
Seeing this, the people who came over could only leave with regret.
The sun tilted a little from the center to the west, and a familiar tall figure was walking towards them from afar on the path outside the milk tea shop.
Hang Sizhou blinked and the corners of his lips slowly rose.
The boy lowered his eyes, his jet-black hair gleaming in the sunlight.
His shoulders were not as broad as they would be ten years later, but the way he walked already revealed the steadiness and composure he would have ten years later.
Hang Sizhou picked up the milk tea that had been placed aside and had not been touched, and walked out.
"I'd like some milk tea, please."
A clear voice rang in my ears, and a pair of sneakers appeared in my slightly lowered line of sight.
Xiao Hang paused and raised his eyes.
He has always been a person with very little expression and rarely loses his composure, but at this moment he is completely unable to control his expression.
His lips moved, opening and closing repeatedly, and finally he uttered two words from between his teeth: "You are—"
Hang Sizhou narrowed his eyes and said, "It's only been a few days since we last met, don't you recognize me?"
With a bit of confusion in his eyes, Xiao Hang still shook his head: "You are not him."
"I am."
Xiao Hang insisted: "You are not."
Hang Sizhou: "I am him ten years later."
"… "
The two returned to the milk tea shop.
It was so hot outside that Hang Sizhou couldn't stand it.
Xiao Hang had a lot of doubts in his mind, so he followed him in.
"Hang Sizhou ten years later?"
Hang Sizhou held his chin with one hand: "Yeah."
Xiao Hang pursed his thin lips tightly.
"If you don't believe me, you can call and see if this phone belongs to Hang Sizhou."
The boy clenched his hands on the table.
Hang Sizhou raised his eyebrows: "Oh, I remember, you don't have his phone number."
"I have."
Hang Sizhou: "You wrote it down secretly, but you didn't dare to call him?"
The boy had a very unhappy expression on his face after his thoughts were exposed in front of him.
But he couldn't refute it, so he could only lower his eyes and look at the table.
His eyelashes suddenly trembled violently.
"Hang Sizhou" held the milk tea cup, his fingers were white and slender, and the ring on his ring finger almost stung his eyes.
He... is married.
This realization almost broke Xiao Hang's usual calmness. His hands seemed to have self-awareness. He took out his cell phone, entered a number that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar, and pressed the call button.
The phone on the table on the other side vibrated.
Xiao Hang raised his eyes.
Their eyes met in the air, and Hang Sizhou curled his lips: "Look, I didn't lie to you, did I?"
"I am Hang Sizhou ten years later."
Crunch—
The chair was pushed back and the boy stood up.
He lowered his head: "I should go back."
After saying that, he rushed out of the milk tea shop without caring about Hang Sizhou's reaction.
Hang Sizhou finished the last bit of milk tea in the cup.
The boy's back gradually disappeared from sight. He looked down at the ring on his ring finger, and the smile in his clear eyes became even more intense.
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Mother Xiao put the bowl of rice in front of Xiao Hang: "Did you encounter anything unhappy today?"
Xiao Hang grabbed the chopsticks: "No."
No one knows a child better than his mother.
There has been no expression on my son's face since he came back.
Not only that, he was also in a daze, with empty eyes, as if he had endured a great deal of stimulation.
Kang Ying didn't know what else could make Xiao Hang look so sad: "That part-time job, mom will help you reject it later, right?"
Xiao Hang raised his eyes: "Why?"
Kang Ying looked at him lovingly: "You are too tired. Your father has been rehabilitated, and we have received a lot of subsidies, so we are not short of money."
Xiao Hang took a bite of rice and said, "I'm not going to use my father's money."
Kang Ying felt sad: "I know you are a good kid, but you have been too tense recently. Now that the college entrance examination is over, you should go out and relax and adjust your mood."
Xiao Hang put down his chopsticks: "I'm fine, I know what I'm doing. The weather is too hot, I can't eat, sorry."
Kang Ying frowned as he watched his son disappear in the study.
She seemed to have done something unnecessary.
If only that boy were here, my son would always be in a good mood every time he saw him.
Xiao Hang grabbed a College English Test Band 4 test booklet and tried to do some questions to calm himself down.
I looked at the test book for half an hour but couldn't answer a single question.
The ring on the young man's ring finger swayed repeatedly in front of my eyes.
Xiao Hang walked out of the house.
As soon as the air conditioner was turned off, unbearable heat rushed in from all directions.
He strode towards the milk tea shop.
It was empty inside, and there was no familiar figure anymore.
People came to see him specially, but were given the cold shoulder and left there. He must have been unbearable in his temper.
Whether it is the 18-year-old Hang Sizhou or the 28-year-old Hang Sizhou, they are both gone.
He was driven away.
Something sour and bitter filled his entire chest. For the first time in his life, Xiao Hang felt so deeply what "loss" meant.
Maybe it was really too hot, so he couldn't breathe.
A severe dizziness came over Xiao Hang, and he stretched out his hand, holding onto a tree trunk beside him, so that he could still stand.
"Be careful of heat stroke."
The familiar voice sounded again, and Xiao Hang raised his head suddenly.
That "Hang Sizhou" stood in front of him again at some point.
Under the sunlight, the young man's fair skin became even whiter and more radiant.
He was wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans. Time had not left any traces on him. Even if there were, it was just a simple feeling.
A mature feeling.
Xiao Hang looked at him with an increasingly obsessed gaze.
It took him a long time to come back to his senses and whispered, "Can you tell me what happened ten years later?"
There were bushes as tall as a person on both sides of the path, so it wasn't particularly hot to walk among them.
When talking about what happened ten years later, Hang Sizhou was quite active.
"Your good brother Fu Haoyan gloriously inherited his father's company, and is now with Jing Qing. Did you know that he has always liked Jing Qing and has had a crush on her for many years!"
"You're lucky. You caught the eye of someone you're meant to be with in college. Now you're considered a local boss, very stylish!"
"As for Yan Jiayou, he is now a reporter for a newspaper. Although his relationship is still not going well, he is doing well overall."
"Jiang Rong has become a very famous online novelist and has published many books, one of which was adapted into a movie."
Hang Sizhou talked incessantly.
The person who had been listening quietly suddenly asked, "What about you?"
Hang Sizhou turned his head.
Xiao Hang was looking at him, his dark eyes full of seriousness.
Hang Sizhou: "I'm playing the piano again."
Xiao Hang's face became lively, and his black eyes, which were always impenetrable, reflected an incomparably brilliant light.
"You're playing the piano again," he said in a low voice, but he couldn't hide his joy. "That's great."
Hang Sizou curled his lips and said, "Yes, that's great. My husband deserves credit for this."
Xiao Hang's pupils shrank: "Your... sir?"
Hang Sizhou: "Well, are you surprised? I found a man."
Xiao Hang swallowed hard and his eyes fell on the ring finger of Hang Sizhou's left hand again.
That ring.
Hang Sizhou put his hands behind his back and said, "You have been looking at my ring since just now."
"… "
"Do you want to know who I'm going to marry?"
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Xiao Hang climbed up from the bed for the third time.
He has a part-time job at night, so normally he has to take a nap at this time.
As soon as he closed his eyes, the image of the handsome young man under the shade of the tree flashed before his eyes. He stuck out his red tongue, and with the unique scent of a mature man, he leaned over to his ear and asked him, "Do you want to know who I'm going to marry?"
How could I not want to
Xiao Hang was thinking about it so much that he almost died.
He wanted to hold the young man's shoulders, shake him hard, and ask him who that person was.
That person... is he—
Own.
But this idea is really ridiculous.
It was so absurd that Xiao Hang didn't even dare to think about it.
Throughout high school, he was so cold to Hang Sizhou. Hang Sizhou was such a proud man, how could he tolerate him again and again
So he finally ran away.
He didn't dare ask.
Afraid that the answer would be something he couldn't bear.
There was a faint knock at the door.
Mother was usually asleep at this time, so Xiao Hang got up and went downstairs to open the door.
Outside stood an unexpected person.
"you-"
Hang Sizhou: "Aren't you going to invite me in?"
Xiao Hang showed a hesitant expression on his face.
Of course he wanted to, but he just put the person in, and then what
What would my mother think if she saw this Hang Sizhou
"Liu Xuande went to see Zhuge Liang three times, but he left. This is my third time looking for you, isn't it worth entering the door?"
Xiao Hang: “…”
The sunlight shone in from behind the young man, and his fingers, which were clasped on the door frame, were long and white.
And the ring that repeatedly pierced his heart was shining brightly.
While he was stunned, Hang Sizhou had already pushed the door open and walked in before he could react.
"Ah Hang, is there a thief in the house?" Kang Ying's voice came from the master bedroom.
Xiao Hang frowned, quickly pulled Hang Sizhou into the study, walked out and closed the door: "No, it was the little wild cat outside."
A "wildcat": "…"
Kang Ying said "Oh" and then said, "After playing with it for a while, let it out of the window. It can't stay in the study."
Xiao Hang: "Okay."
The footsteps came and went.
Kang Ying's gentle voice came again: "Did your classmate really... leave Yancheng?"
Hang Sizhou stood by the door, listening with his ears pricked up.
"Actually, you don't have to stay in Yancheng just for me. I saw that school on your application form. If you want to go, mom won't object."
"Mom, I won't be accepted by my second choice. Besides, I don't want to leave Yancheng."
Xiao Hang's answer was straightforward, but the way it sounded sounded aggrieved to Hang Sizhou.
There was a sound of a door closing outside, and Xiao Hang walked back to the study.
"Hang Sizhou" sat in front of his desk, his long legs crossed, his head half tilted, flipping through the books on his desk with interest.
Xiao Hang ran over and took the book from his hand: "You can go now."
Hang Sizhou raised his eyes and said, "Aren't you going to tease me for a while?"
"… "
Hang Sizhou played a long tune and acted like a spoiled child: "You didn't even tease me, and you want me to leave. A child who lies to his mother is a bad child."
Xiao Hang: “…”
The two looked at each other for more than ten seconds.
In the end, Xiao Hang was the first to be defeated.
He rubbed his hair irritably and walked to the window.
His house was on the second floor and the windows were not completely closed, so he could hear the neighboring couple arguing with each other, yet with a sweet voice.
"Whether it's a little wild cat or a child, you shouldn't tease them casually. So let me tell you, the person I'll marry in ten years will be you."
—Bang.
The window was slammed shut.
The boy turned around, his handsome face expressionless, but his dark eyes were filled with patches of dark ink.
"You said we were married, you didn't lie to me?"
Hang Sizhou: "Why would I lie to you?"
"And..." He raised his eyes, "I also gave birth to a child for you."
"It's a daughter."
For the first time, Hang Sizhou discovered that when Xiao Hang was surprised, his eyes could become very wide.
Such an expression would look very cute on his face.
It doesn't sound funny, but seeing Xiao Hang like this, Hang Sizhou couldn't help but feel itchy.
"If you don't believe me, you can touch it yourself."
Xiao Hang's eyes changed slightly: "Touch yourself...?"
Hang Sizhou stood up and walked towards Xiao Hang.
The boy stepped back step by step and was finally forced to sit on the edge of the bed.
Hang Sizhou leaned over slightly and grabbed one of his hands.
Compared to Xiao Hang ten years later, he was much thinner and less powerful during adolescence. Hang Sizhou could control people easily.
Xiao Hang did not struggle to break free from him, but because of his closeness, his body leaned back.
She looked like she wanted to keep her distance from him.
But his eyes, with a hint of shyness and anticipation, and his red earlobes, betrayed him.
He longed for Hang Sizhou and wanted to have more contact with him.
Thinking of the embarrassment of his 18-year-old self facing the 29-year-old Xiao Hang, Hang Sizhou wanted to sing a song "The Liberated Serfs Sing" at this moment.
Hang Sizhou grabbed his hand, lifted the hem of his clothes, and then slowly pressed it on his firm abdomen.
The delicate touch under his palm made Xiao Hang shudder all over.
"you-"
He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say next. He could do nothing but stare at Hang Sizhou's face.
Or maybe he didn't want to do anything at all.
Hang Sizhou held Xiao Hang's hand and went down.
Xiao Hang's whole body was tense as a line.
They were all men, and he knew very well what he would touch if he went a little lower.
Unnatural red clouds climbed from the ears to the front, and the fair cheeks were also dyed red.
The boy's eyes opened wide, his breathing became rapid and irregular, and all his senses were controlled.
My always calm brain has been burned into a ball of boiling magma. I can't think of anything and can't do anything.
"Did you feel it?" The young man's soft lips pressed against his ear, and his breath rolled into his ear canal as he spoke.
The boy opened his eyes wide, and Hang Sizhou's exquisite face was reflected in his helpless and moist black eyes.
"If it's not obvious, you can ask to see it. Ten years from now, you will love kissing me here the most."
"Not just here, you also like to kiss below." Hang Sizhou leaned close to his ear, "If you want to see everything..."
The young man's voice was very pleasant, moist and warm, like a spring in summer.
It rolled into his ears, arousing all his expectations.
"I can show you everything."
His Adam's apple rolled up and down uncontrollably, and Xiao Hang's fair and handsome face turned red.
There was still a trace of disbelief and resistance in his eyes, but his hands uncontrollably allowed Hang Sizhou to pull him all the way down.
The touch of hair is transmitted through the fingertips.
The sound of his heartbeat was about to overwhelm everything else. He closed his eyes helplessly, but in his ears he heard the young and pleasant laughter of a young man.
"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore."
His hand was released, all the strange touches disappeared, and Xiao Hang opened his eyes in a daze.
Hang Sizhou took two steps back, and the two returned to the safe social distance they had at the beginning.
Although he really wanted to experience the 19-year-old Xiao Hang, Hang Sizhou considered himself to be a man of integrity.
He just wanted to see his lover's past, but didn't want to leave any strange impression on him.
Hang Sizhou straightened his messed-up collar and said, "It's almost time. I should leave too."
Although he didn't know why he came here, he had an inexplicable feeling that he was about to leave.
The eighteen-nineteen year old Xiao Hang was so adorable that Hang Sizhou began to feel reluctant to let him go.
He raised his fingertips and touched the boy's bangs, "Just think of it as a dream, um, a beautiful dream that foretells the future."
Before his hand fell, it was held by Xiao Hang.
The boy's neck turned red, and his black eyes were filled with scorching heat: "Since I'm the one marrying you, and this is just a dream, then it's okay for me to do something now, right?"
Hang Sizhou was caught off guard, so when he was picked up in mid-air and thrown into the ground, he forgot to struggle.
When he wanted to resist, the boy had already pressed down on him and held down his hands.
It turned out that it was all his illusion before.
At his current age, Xiao Hang is already so strong that he has no way of breaking free.
As if afraid that Hang Sizhou would say something he didn't want to hear, Xiao Hang lowered his head and blocked his mouth with his thin lips.
The boy's lips were soft, but his movements were clumsy. Apart from pressing his lips against his, he didn't dare to move.
Hang Sizhou recalled the times when he was kissed till he couldn't breathe, and his heart began to beat faster for no reason, with a kind of throbbing anticipation.
It turns out that this is what Xiao Hang has always wanted to do.
I want to kiss him and hug him.
Hang Sizhou felt Xiao Hang's desire for him.
He parted his lips, stuck out his tongue, entangled it with the other person, and led him into his territory.
In his field of vision, the roof of the small study room spun rapidly, and then disappeared into chaos. Hang Sizhou snorted lightly and opened his eyes again.
This time, he woke up in his own home.
Next to him was a familiar man's face.
Xiao Hang woke up earlier than him. When he saw that he was awake, a complicated look flashed in his eyes.
Hang Sizhou raised his head and kissed the man on his thin lips: "What?"
"I had a dream."
"Um?"
Xiao Hang hesitated for a moment before speaking, "I dreamed that you came back to find me ten years ago."
Hang Sizhou smiled and said, "Are you happy?"
After looking at each other for a few seconds, Xiao Hang's eyes showed understanding.
He leaned over, pressed the man under him, and buried his head in the crook of his neck.
He opened his mouth in a muffled voice: "You look very happy."
Hang Sizhou laughed loudly, and the man's breath fell on his neck, making him itchy and hot.
He twisted and turned, and finally pushed the person back, with the tip of his chin resting on the other's chest.
"Why didn't I find you so cute before?"
"… "
“It feels like we really wasted a lot of time.”
Xiao Hang pinched his cheek lightly: "Then let's not waste time in the future."
Hang Sizhou said without hesitation: "Okay."
"Today shouldn't be wasted."
"… ah?"
The noise of laughter gradually turned into some sweet sound, passing through the slightly raised curtains.
Outside the window, the red sun climbed up into the blue sky.
It's sunny again.
The author has something to say:
This extra episode makes up for another regret (
The original idea of the main story was what would happen when the mature Mr. Xiao met the former Zhou Zhou. But the story was reversed in the extra chapter, where the 28-year-old Zhou Zhou, who knew everything, met the 19-year-old Mr. Xiao, and then loved (tease) him well^_^
There should be a sequel.
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