If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 802 There are inevitably regrets in life

The word "time travel" was born in 1994. The representative work is "Looking for the Qin Dynasty" by Mr. Huang Yi. After its publication, it aroused a wide trend of time travel novels, and even ignited this trend until 2011. Today, there are countless online novels. The article with the entry of "traveling through" introduced this concept into thousands of households. Even an eighty-year-old man can understand the meaning, and expresses his deep hope that he can "travel" back to the Anti-Japanese War and die for the motherland.

For a moment, Chu Zihang thought that he had traveled through time. He returned from the summer of 2011 to the rainy night before 2004. Seven years of time were rushed back to the beginning of the story by this rainstorm.

At the end of the sky-blue school flag that was scraped and fluttered on the playground is a city covered with thunder and dark clouds. Under the black clouds, thunder flashes across the city, and the whole world is dyed gray and white. The rain washes away the eyes of passers-by. They looked down on each other's expressions on their cheeks, and could only catch a glimpse of the pale faces illuminated by lightning.

Thoughts and memories from far too long came to mind, Chu Zihang used to build that castle on the sandy beach of memory for countless nights, just so that those precious things could stay on the shore longer when the tide came, but today he was in the Into the castle, standing on the top of the city wall overlooking the black clouds that overwhelm the city, feeling the single pupil hiding in the cracks of thunder and lightning watching the campus.

"Hypnosis" went wrong.

This was Chu Zihang's immediate reaction. According to Lin Xian's description, this Lingling should take him to find that lost memory, but now he has returned to this unforgettable scene that he will never forget.The heavy rain has been in Chu Zihang's heart for 20 years. In that rainstorm, the shadow of a 14-year-old boy will always remain on the elevated road. Now, seven years later, he walked into the rain again, like an old friend reunited.

So now even if he realizes that there is something wrong with the "hypnosis" process, what can he do?He has fallen into a state of "deep hypnosis" under the defense of empty defense and no resistance. Thunderstorms roll across the sky one after another. I am afraid that in the real study room, someone is beating gongs and drums by his ears, even taking He couldn't even notice that the knife was piercing his heart inch by inch, right?
The cold wind on the playground blew through the corridor on the ground floor of the teaching building, and the cold wind poured in with drizzle. The air was bitingly cold. Chu Zihang subconsciously touched his neckline with his right hand, and felt a soft blouse. Yes, that One day he was dressed exactly like this, and if it was just a dream, it would be too real.

"Hey, hey! Liu Miaomiao Liu Miaomiao! You can take me with you!" The blurred human voice in the distance was carried by the cold wind and rain. Chu Zihang looked over and saw a familiar voice. The boy in the school uniform, hiding under the eaves of the teaching building on the opposite corner, yelled into the rain.

The name Liu Miaomiao was no stranger to Chu Zihang, and he was no stranger to the boy from the lower grade who was shouting. He knew him. On his head, he was as embarrassed as a lagging dog.

No matter what time the boy seemed to look like this, it was so cowardly that one couldn't help but pull him, or step on him maliciously.

"Lu Mingfei, go on your own! My house is not in the same direction as yours!" The driver answered with an umbrella, and the tall girl in a white dress lowered her head to get into the black BMW, and looked back at Chu before entering. He glanced in Zihang's direction, and finally got into the back seat under the driver's urging, and closed the door, blocking the sight between back and forth.

The BMW slipped silently into the rain, the taillights were frighteningly red, and the cowardly figure under the eaves suddenly rushed out, as if about to race with the BMW, and fled into the rainstorm like a bereaved dog, the figure gradually blurred in sight.

Everything was exactly the same as that day, except that this time Chu Zihang didn't reach out to try to keep the bad boy, even if he had time this time, he didn't do it either.

Because if everything is so true, then the following stories, those stories that have been scrolling through his mind thousands of times, will also be staged step by step.

Chu Zihang reached into his trouser pocket, and sure enough, he found the old-fashioned mobile phone. He took it out and flipped the cover. The feeling of lifting the seam of the cover with his thumb was so familiar. Every scratch, every worn-out part of this mobile phone Pressing the keys was leading him into the depths of the rainstorm.

[It's raining heavily, can you come pick me up? 7:12】

[Okay, okay, no problem!Waiting at school, I'll be there in a moment! 7:13】

Those were the two text messages engraved in my memory, and they were also the last messages sent on the man's cell phone. He remembered every detail of that night in his heart.

He typed in the text message box of his mobile phone, but it was empty and there was nothing.

The heavy rain was torrential, and thousands of tons of floodwaters washed over the city. Suddenly, the city seemed to grow larger, vast and vast, pulling people's hearts like iron stones and began to drift into the distance.

Downstairs in the classroom, the boy in the smock stood still for a long time before closing the flip phone.

He actually forgot that those two text messages were deleted by himself, and he would delete all the text messages with that man. It is so stupid to be afraid that "father" will see and affect him badly, but it is so true.

At the moment when the mobile phone closed and made a crisp sound, the memory of that man gradually submerged him along the torrential rain outside the eaves like a flood. The wages bought him the only valuable toy, a set of track trains; of course, there is also the most fascinating and last image of the man in his life, standing on the majestic "Royal God Knife" in his hand. In front of the black shadow, the trousers were blown by the wind and rattled
He stretched out his hand, and then tried to hold the water curtain hanging from the eaves, but his grip was empty, because the water flow could not be broken, and blue tendons burst out like tree roots on his closed five fingers, but he was really caught The force pulling inside is pitifully small. Every detail is pulling him towards the 14-year-old boy himself, their shadows are gradually overlapping, and even the cold feeling of the heavy rain touching the neck becomes more real , What comes with it is the coldness that freezes the heart.

After a long time, Chu Zihang withdrew his hand.He knew what was waiting for him in the deepest and darkest place of the rainy night, but now he didn't care so much. "Hypnosis" is still going on, he doesn't know how to stop him, but he probably won't try to stop, those black pupils are full of emotions that others can't understand.

After the flip phone was closed, he stuffed it into his trouser pocket, and now he could only hear the roar of the rainstorm. Even if it was a coincidence, he came to the wrong place at the wrong time.The whole thing was going wrong, and it deviated from the original intention, but he wanted to try to do something right in the midst of all the chaos.

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Footsteps sounded deep in the corridor, and someone was approaching.

Chu Zihang, who was alone and silent under the eaves, suddenly turned his head, his gaze was like a knife.

Even if we go back to seven years ago, what exists in this young body is the soul of the ace of the executive department seven years later. He can feel everything that he could not feel before. His blood has not yet awakened, but as a mixed blood The will to kill has never faded away.

It's just that when he turned his head, he saw a person he thought he should never see here.

It was a boy in a lower grade, his school uniform was exactly the same as that of Lu Mingfei seven years ago, and he wore a pair of unrealistic white Nike shoes on his feet.The boy didn't wait for Chu Zihang's reaction, and squatted down beside him.

"Waiting for someone? Still can't go home?" the boy asked.

"Lin Nian?" He called out the boy's name.

"...how do you know my name, my name is written on my face?"

Strange dialogue, strange memory.

Chu Zihang stood there silently for a long time, quietly looking at the boy squatting beside him, he was digging his memory to find spots that could overlap with them. But in the end he couldn't find anything, in the As far as he could remember, he had never seen the boy that day.

"Do we know each other?" Chu Zihang asked suddenly.

"This sentence should be me asking you, do we know each other?" The boy looked at Chu Zihang with strange eyes, "You were the one who called me first."

The boy didn't know Chu Zihang, and this was tentatively consistent with Chu Zihang's memory, because he remembered that the first time he met this boy was on the basketball court, and the friendship between the center forward and the forward gradually became acquainted later up.But why did he meet Lin Nian here, and had a conversation with him that he never remembered?

"We don't know each other, I just know your name." Chu Zihang said.

"Am I famous?" the boy asked, pointing to his face, "Or do I have my own name written on my face?"

"As a transfer student from the junior high school, your score in the entrance examination is the first, you were praised in the speech under the national flag, and the chairman of the high school student union personally issued the admission letter to you." Chu Zihang said.

His reaction was quick, and he immediately thought of an excuse. This reason is impeccable, because the first time Lin Nian's name appeared in his memory was at the speech under the national flag. A white T-shirt with the logo, black slacks, and a pair of white Nike sneakers. The girls in the audience whispered to each other about how handsome this junior is, and whether they can ask for his phone number after class.

There are not many people who can steal Chu Zihang's limelight, and Lin Nian is one of them. Remembering each other is the sympathy between masters?Or is it that the current chargers are similar in smell?who knows.

"You are Chu Zihang, right? You often speak under the national flag, and I remember you too." The boy said, "Girls often discuss you, and so do boys, saying that you are the 'Peak of Shilan', Lin Tian wearing a baby Hui.” (Hot-blooded high school comics serialized in 1990)
"Burberry?"

"Oh yes, that's it. I don't know much about brands." The boy nodded without the slightest embarrassment of mispronouncing luxury brands.

"Why are you here?" Chu Zihang directly asked the question he was most concerned about, without too much procrastination, because he took the time to look at the muddy and turbulent lawn left by the gradually emptying of the playground, knowing that he Time is running out.

"Your problem is very strange. Anyone with eyes can see that I am trapped just like you." The boy pointed to the heavy rain outside the eaves that did not stop, "The radio station said that a typhoon has entered the country, and there will be a typhoon tonight. The strong wind, the red rainstorm warning, my home is far away from the school, if I want to walk back, it may be difficult, I am afraid that taxis will not do business in this weather, right? Besides, I don’t have any money.”

"I can lend you." Chu Zihang touched the back pocket of his trousers, and there were indeed two large cash bills in it—"Dad" was always generous with pocket money, what he often said to Chu Zihang at that time One sentence is: "If you have any difficulties, tell Dad. You are Dad's child, and Dad will definitely satisfy you."

According to "father"'s economic level, this sentence is not bragging. During that time, "father"'s company had already started to have contacts with the prosperous Black Prince Group in the city. Any employee who saw Chu Zihang would be very dramatic. He called out "Master" in a systematic way.

"Are you rich?" Hearing what Chu Zihang said without hesitation, the boy looked this guy up and down.

"I have no money, my family is very rich."

"Wow." The boy raised his eyebrows. He didn't know whether Chu Zihang was being honest or showing off, but to be honest, there was nothing wrong with Chu Zihang's words. At this time, he really had no money. A 14-year-old kid Tuition and pocket money are sponsored by the family, and he was not truly financially independent until he arrived at university.

"Forget it." The boy scratched his head but still rejected Chu Zihang, "I guess taxi drivers want to go home earlier in this weather? You may not be able to get a taxi if you have money."

"You" Chu Zihang wanted to say that you could come with me, but in the end he fell silent.

After a while, he said again, "You can run out and find a way to take the bus. You can take the No. 6 bus to the subway station."

"Together?" The boy looked at Chu Zihang.

"I" he was dumb.

"Or do you have someone to pick it up?" the boy asked again.

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Chu Zihang suddenly remembered the sentence that the boy asked himself at the beginning, "Waiting for someone or can't go home?" This guy guessed from the beginning that Chu Zihang's son-in-law outfit would definitely be picked up by someone.Different from that cowardly guy Lu Mingfei, in terms of purpose and action seven years ago, Lin Nian still dared to think and act. In the future, a person who dared to kill a dragon king would still be afraid to go home with a stranger's car Have you been sold yourself?
But can Chu Zihang agree to take him for a ride?He can't, because he knows better than anyone else what kind of story the Maybach that will arrive in a while will bring. This boy will be so strong that even he will be hard to catch up in the future, but now he is only a child in junior high school. The glorious record is to send a senior student to the hospital at the beginning of school, which is still too weak compared to the things on the elevated road.

Even if this story is just a replay of his memory, he still can't drag the other party into the water in such a real scene.

"Where does your family live?" Chu Zihang asked.

"The old town on the outskirts of the city, near Pingqiang Road, have you heard of it?"

"We're not on the way, I'm sorry I can't take you with me." Chu Zihang said.

"That's a pity," said the boy.

He didn't complain too much, and he didn't pat his butt and leave. He just squatted there in a daze and watched the pouring rain with visibility less than 50 meters, as if he was looking for something.

"Are you waiting for someone too?" Chu Zihang asked softly.

"No, it's raining like this. I'd better go back alone." The boy shook his head, then stood up.

"Taxi?" Chu Zihang took out the big bill.

"The bus is fine." The boy glanced at the banknote in Chu Zihang's hand and shook his head, "If you can't find it, you can continue to wait, I'll go first."

As he spoke, he leaned forward as if to test the rain, Chu Zihang looked at his back and suddenly called out his name, "Lin Nian."

"What?" The boy looked back at Chu Zihang.

"If you had the chance to change a mistake that you would regret for life, would you do it?" he asked softly.

".?" The boy looked at Chu Zihang in the aisle, and was stunned for a long time. He wanted to say something casually, but when he came into contact with the other party's dark cloud-like eyes, the bad words that he had with his deskmate came to his mouth. The habit suddenly swallowed back.

"Why do you suddenly ask if there is something wrong with you, or who do you want to confess to?"

Chu Zihang looked at him, and said in a low voice after a long time, "It's nothing. Just pretend I didn't ask."

The boy and Chu Zihang remained silent for a while, and finally scratched their heads and said, "Just do whatever you want to do. My sister often tells me not to kidnap my current self and hate my future self for being too polite, but I often suspect that she said this to me to regret that she didn't strangle me to death in the orphanage."

Chu Zihang suddenly let out a chuckle. The boy looked at him and didn't know what the point of his smile was, so he could only give a wry smile in wonder. He felt that he had said something stupid that was inappropriate. He looked up at the black sky and paused. Say again,
"It is inevitable to have regrets in life, but try not to. There are too many."

".Um"

Chu Zihang responded in a low voice, his eyes quietly passed through the rain curtain and landed on the flickering white light in the distance of the playground.The light spot came from far to near, and the sound of wheels rubbing against muddy water sounded in the playground, and the xenon lamp drew two white sharp blades, cut the rain curtain and shone on the ground floor of the teaching building.

The boy under the eaves narrowed his eyes, but Chu Zihang suddenly turned his head to look at the source of the light source.

It was a beast that broke through the rainy night. It arrived late at the end of the auto show on the playground. The flowing black body parted the rainwater from the roof and the two "M" overlapped to form a mountain-shaped car logo. The heat of the lamp rose into a faint white steam.

"Wow, your dad is indeed very rich." The boy squinted his eyes and looked at the good car that was enough to prove its value.

"No, he has no money, the car doesn't belong to him, he's just a driver." Chu Zihang's pupils, illuminated by the light, reflected the water curtain that reached the sky. The young man was waving to him under the eaves through the rain curtain, smiling all over his face.

"But he is my father."

This time, instead of waiting for the man in the Maybach to come towards him with an umbrella, he jumped over the boy and ran towards the rain screen.

(End of this chapter)