Those days in the fairy world

I don't know time, I can't touch space, I'm like a prisoner of the universe, loneliness is not enough to describe the feeling of floating life.

He only knew that he was still alive, but he didn't know where he was now. The surroundings were empty, there was no light, it seemed dark but not black. If he hadn't heard a few words from time to time, he would have gone crazy.

"Today is New Year's Eve again. I don't know if you can hear it, but I still wish you a happy New Year." It was a girl's voice. Fusheng could feel that the voice was gentle and full of compassion.

Although he also wanted to reply "Happy New Year", he was unable to do anything. "I hope you will get better in the new year." The blessing was accompanied by a period of silence. After a long time, the girl sighed and walked out of the ward.

This is the third year he has heard New Year's greetings. In fact, he really wants to see what the girl who sends him blessings every year looks like, whether she has a round face or a square face, whether she wears glasses or not, and whether she has If you don’t have someone you like, it would be the best if you don’t have one...

It's a pity that I can't hear it anymore. Every year, Fusheng becomes more and more awake. From being ignorant to being able to think clearly, he feels like he is about to fly, and now this feeling is getting stronger.

"The deadline is approaching, and I don't know what it's like underneath. By the way, has the host changed this year?"

"5" "4" "3" "2" "1" Along with the countdown coming from the TV outside the corridor, the bell rang.Fusheng had never felt that he was living so solemnly, as solemnly as a rocket launching.With the sound of the bell, the insignificant floating life floats into the distance, carrying with it the obsession with the house and a sudden feeling.

Like a dream, he felt like he was falling after floating for a long time. He was surrounded by strange and bizarre lines, they were twisted, magical and coquettish.

"Hoo, hoo" a boy turned over and sat up, his head covered with sweat, "I've had this dream again, how long has it been, why is it coming again?"Turning on the light and taking a sip of water, Chen Fan took a breath after looking at the room of less than 5 square meters.

That's right, the owner of the body is called Chen Fan. Soul travel is a typical novel routine, but I didn't expect it to happen to me.The owner of the previous body was attacked by ghost elves during the summer camp, causing his soul to be damaged and died. He happened to meet Fu Sheng without a body, so the two tragic people were united and lived with one identity from then on. .

It has been a month since Chen Fan came to this world, and he has a general understanding of this world. Isn't this the "Elf World"? Thanks to his love of reading books and watching TV series in his previous life, although many plots of Pokémon can no longer be remembered, but those shapes Chen Fan was deeply impressed by the different elves with different skills.

The only difference is that according to Yuan Chen Fan's memory, when elves attack humans, humans will really die, and elves will also die in battle.It turns out that Chen Fan died because of the attack by the elves, and now Chen Fan knows this very well.

Chen Fan slowly digested the memories of his original body. It seemed impossible to fall asleep because he would be entering school tomorrow, the first day of higher education. When he thought of this, Chen Fan couldn't help but have many thoughts and mixed feelings in his heart.

The sky was gradually turning white, and a high-decibel female voice interrupted Chen Fan's deep thoughts: "Chen Fan, get up, today is your first day of school, don't be late."

Yes, it’s Chen Fan’s mother Tian Huahua.Chen Fan quite enjoyed this feeling. After all, no one had ever woken him up or made breakfast for him in his previous life. It was just that he was not quite used to it mentally. No one could adapt to the sudden addition of a mother.

After washing up quickly, he patted his face and tried his best to imitate the posture and tone of the original Chen Fan and stepped out of the room. "Mom, I prepared so much food so early in the morning." The dining table in front of me was already full, and Hua's mother was still serving food. "Your mother was afraid that you wouldn't be able to keep up with your nutrition, so she got up early to make soup and cook for you." Chen Fan's father walked out of the room with a smile on his face, looking like an honest middle-aged man.

The father’s name is Chen Bufan. He may have worked hard for half his life but was just a clerk, so he named his son Chen Fan. He doesn’t seek to get ahead, but only seeks stability.It's hard to say that this narrow escape was because of his small name and tough fate. Lao Chen always comforted himself like this.

"The doctor said that Fanfan was mentally stimulated and needed to be replenished. Look at how dead you are. You didn't clean up your son when he started school today. No matter how you meet someone later, you won't be afraid of losing our son."

Chen Fan looked at the table full of vegetables, his father scratching his head and giggling, and his nagging mother, and felt a sense of warmth for no reason.