I am not a serious young man

The difference in flow rate at this time is really big!

"Now, I should go home and have a look! Dad, Mom, how did you survive these seven years..." Zheng Jian sighed in his heart.

For the two elders, the loss of a son in middle age, I really don't know how big a blow it is!

After thinking for a while, he walked into a deserted alley, his figure flashed and disappeared.

When he was in the world of "Shading the Sky", Zheng Jian once returned to the earth. Although the two worlds can only be regarded as parallel time and space, they must be geographically the same.

As his figure appeared in County M, a familiar feeling came over his face.

The high-rise buildings that can be seen everywhere, the wide and clean asphalt roads, seem to be developing much faster than the M county in the parallel world.

At this moment, a girl handed over a microphone, which almost hit Zheng Jian's face.

"Hello, can I ask you a question? We are doing street interviews!" A sweet voice sounded.

The moment Zheng Jian's eyes met the source of the voice, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "What a coincidence!"

With shawl and long hair, wearing a long skirt, with soft features and a good figure.

Old classmate in junior high school and Bai Yueguang, Deng Li.

The last time I met in the world of "Shading the Sky", this time when I returned to my real world, I met again by such a coincidence...

This fate is so deep...

Almost made Zheng Jian wonder if he was arranged...

Only this time, the old classmate didn't recognize Zheng Jianlai for a while.

"Uh, yes!" Zheng Jian looked at his old classmate and said with a smile.

She was holding a microphone in her hand, and next to her was a tall man carrying a camera, with the angle of view facing Zheng Jian.

"Excuse me, after so many years, what contribution have you made to your hometown?" Deng Li said with a smile on her face.

The causal line between the two suddenly appeared in Zheng Jian's eyes, and his heart moved, "Hey! They are still husband and wife..."

After thinking for a while, a trademark smirk appeared on his face, and he looked at the camera and said, "Speaking of contributions to my hometown...mainly in getting rid of poverty and becoming rich!"

Upon hearing this, Deng Li said in surprise: "Have you ever helped your hometown get rid of poverty? Can you tell us more about your contribution to poverty alleviation?"

Zheng Jian pondered for a while, and replied: "To be specific, it is... I left my hometown!"

Deng Li: "..."

Zheng Jian looked at the sluggish Bai Yueguang, and said with a smile: "Also, I have another question I want to consult. That is... the doctor cured my cerebral palsy, does that mean that I am deprived of my right to be a fool?"

Deng Li and camera husband: "..."

She suddenly regretted stopping this familiar guy for a street interview...

After thinking about it, she finally answered with difficulty: "Sir, when you asked this question, I knew he didn't cure you, and your rights... are still there."

At this time, the camera husband next to him said, "Sir, in the novels you have read, are there any memorable plots that make you think the author's level is not high?"

Hearing this, Zheng Jian silently looked up at the sky, pondered for a while, and replied: ""The Unscrupulous Young Hero"! In this book, the author wrote: Everyone was stunned, he (the protagonist) , Reverse pi!"

After all, Zheng Jian flitted past the camera husband.

Two people: "..."

Inverted circle... pi?

There is something wrong with the author's brain designation!

The two stood there, staring at each other in bewilderment.

After a long time, Deng Li suddenly exclaimed: "I just said it looks familiar, Zheng Jian! Hey, he is my junior high school classmate! But, I heard that he had an accident a few years ago, and he was already dead..."

As she said that, she hurriedly snatched the camera, only to find that the video recorded just now turned into a ball of snowflakes...

Deng Li suddenly felt cold all over, and her legs felt weak...

"Husband... did we... encounter something unclean just now?"

The big cameraman didn't believe in evil and looked at the camera records again...

Then, in broad daylight, the couple only felt the hairs on their backs stand on end.

Deng Li tremblingly said: "How about we go to the temple to worship, I, I'm afraid..."

Especially when I think of the ghost movie that the couple watched together last night...

"Now, let's go now... Yes, it's a bit evil..." Her husband had already put away the camera, his face was pale, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead...

"Bi, it's your classmate after all, Ying, it shouldn't hurt us..."

……

Familiar furnishings, just like when we left many years ago.

Zheng Jian was standing in the room that once belonged to him. There was a black and white photo on the wall, which was exactly what he looked like...

There is also an incense burner in front of the photo, full of incense ash...

"Uh……"

Seeing this scene, Zheng Jian was suddenly speechless.

There are so many mixed feelings in my heart, I really can't describe my complicated mood...

It was obviously a little sad, but the sad emotion became less pure in an instant... It seemed that something else was mixed in.

There was a clanging sound from the kitchen next to it, the familiar sound of my mother cooking.

In the living room, Dad was leaning on the sofa, watching TV one after another, tearing up devils and anti-war dramas...

"Meow!"

Next to Dad, a black and white cat was sitting on the sofa dignifiedly and watching TV, his level of concentration was comparable to that of Mr. Lu Da.

Just as Zheng Jiang was about to show up, there was a knock at the door. Immediately afterwards, another tiger-headed little guy rushed in. With a tiger leap, he threw himself on the sofa, and the cat jumped up in shock...

"Dad, Mom, I'm back!"

When Zheng Jian heard this childish voice, his expression suddenly became astonished...

Good guy, what about the middle-aged pain of bereavement?

Looking at this vigorous pace like a cerebellar axe, the sadness in Zheng Jian's heart suddenly drifted to the sky.

This is the second child that appeared less than two years after I left...the second child...the child...ah...

Suddenly there is a sense of joy...

"I should be in the car,

Shouldn't be under the car,

Seeing how sweet you are..."

Hiding in the void, Zheng Jian became more and more speechless as he looked at the little boy who was [-]% similar to himself...

It's like seeing myself when I was young!

"It's time to eat!" In the kitchen, my mother shouted loudly.

Zheng Jian sighed and retreated into his room. Hearing the footsteps outside, he was afraid to show up.

"Mom and Dad seem to have come out of the shadows..."

At this moment, he heard the sound of the door opening, and quickly disappeared.

A small figure walked in, with black and white eyes, and a small bowl of noodles in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Zheng Jian was stunned.

I saw this second-born brother stand on tiptoe with some difficulty, and put this bowl of noodles...in front of the black and white photo...

"Brother, Dad is calling you home for dinner!" The little guy opened his eyes wide, staring at the photo and said in a childlike voice.

Zheng Jian silently looked at this young figure, his eyes suddenly became moist...

"Little brat... I'm almost stumped all of a sudden! For the sake of your 'big brother', I reluctantly recognize you as a younger brother..."

After the little Po boy finished offering, he went out bouncing around.

Zheng Jianxian came from a background, looking at the steaming bowl of noodles, he had mixed feelings for a while...

In the living room, the new family of three ate around the table, one was taciturn, hiding his love for the child in his heart, the other was nagging, his words were full of love, and the little guy was eating noodles with big mouthfuls...

"Much better-behaved than I was when I was a child! It seems that my parents have used me as a tuba, and I am really experienced in practicing the trumpet..." Looking at such a scene, Zheng Jian was moved and recollected, and his nose was a little sore , but at this moment, like an audience, he can only witness all this quietly.

After dinner, the little boy held the remote control tightly and focused on watching cartoons with the cat.

Mom went to wash the dishes, while Dad walked into Zheng Jian's room, closed the door, and lit a cigarette against the wall.

The doors and windows were closed, and soon the room was filled with smoke.

silence, silence...

Looking at the white hair on the old man's temples, Zheng Jian wished he could show up immediately...

"Jianer, since you left... it's been seven years before you know it..."

"You said you...you can't see people alive...you can't close your eyes even if your father is dead..."

Dad unknowingly squatted at the base of the wall, muttering to himself...

Zheng Jian was shocked when he heard this, "Where is my body?"

He originally thought that his body in the previous life had already been buried, so after so many years, he might have already rotted away...

But now I know that I am actually a missing person!

"Then where is my body now?"

"By the way, when I went back before, I was consciously traveling..."

"Then should I reappear in front of my parents? Although it will be a little frightening..." Zheng Jian suddenly had a thought in his mind.

"Since it's the Clothes Tomb, it's totally reasonable...just make up a story about being missing for seven years!"

……

Thinking of this, Zheng Jian's figure appeared outside the gate...

Knock on the door!

Dad Zheng shouted "Who is it?", and hurriedly went to open the door.

The door opened, and with the help of the dim light, looking at the figure in front of him, Dad Zheng's eyes suddenly widened, and he froze in place, speechless.

His body trembled slightly, and he looked carefully at the figure in front of him, his lips trembling uncontrollably.

"Old Zheng, who will knock on the door this late at night?" Zheng's mother's voice came from the room.

"Dad, I'm back." Zheng Jian said in a deep voice with tears in his eyes.

"Son, you... you... why are you back at this time... Is there no money to spend over there... Dad will burn some for you in a while!" Lao Zheng said tremblingly, his face I was scared white.

Zheng Jian: "..."

Looking at the pale face under the light, Lao Zheng rolled his eyes, and fell back neatly...

Zheng Jian hurriedly supported him, and just as he was about to pinch someone, he met Zheng Ma who heard the sound...

"mom!"

"My God..."

Zheng Ma also fell backwards, more crisply than Old Zheng.

Zheng Jian: "..."

This scare is a bit big!

In an instant, he supported his mother again, and injected a burst of immortal power into the two elders.

After a while, Lao Zheng and Zheng Ma woke up leisurely...

Zheng Jian's face came into the eyes of the elders...

"Dad, Mom, I'm not dead! I'm back...really!" Zheng Jian laughed.

"Jian, Jianer? Really...is it really you?" Dad Zheng couldn't help but patted his face, "I...I'm not dreaming, am I?"