Three people and one ghost solved 43 mysterious cases.

When I opened my eyes, it was already the second day.

I was woken up by the ringtone of my cell phone. Lao Mao called, "Zhu Yourou, you forgot that today is the 15th."

Oh, yes, I just remembered that on the 15th of every month I play mahjong with Lao Mao.

I stood up and walked along the mountain road for a while, then returned to the city. What should I eat? Just go to that roadside porridge restaurant.

There is a dog in the store, the kind that barks all the time.

I ordered a fried dough stick and two tea eggs. I had the fried dough stick first and then the tea egg. I collected 100, and my winning rate today is 100%.

Listening to the dog barking at me means that I will be prosperous today.

Finally, I asked the boss to make a bowl of rice porridge that was boiled to a crisp, which showed that I was very good at playing tricks today.

After the ceremony, I came to the mahjong parlor.

The old cat was already sitting on his seat waiting for me, "Come on, let's have a showdown."

Lao Mao and I have been friends since high school. We are not good at sports, and we always take turns finishing last in exams. This mahjong has become the proof that we are better than each other.

We play mahjong for two, and we agree to play one game every month.

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Halfway through the beating, the old cat suddenly asked me: "Do you have any cigarettes on you?"

I couldn't help but be shocked, this guy has good cards!

This is too simple. When you encounter a good card while playing cards, you always have a cigarette to calm down.

Looking at the empty bag of Zhongnanhai on the table, I reluctantly took out Hard China from my trouser pocket.

I took out one and handed it to the old cat. I got up and lit it for him. I took the opportunity to take a look at what cards he was listening to.

Old Mao took his first puff of cigarette, slumped on the chair, and said leisurely: "Have you heard? Yang Niannian is getting married."

Yang Niannian is our high school classmate and the school beauty.

I was stunned for a moment, "No, Yang Niannian and I haven't been in contact for a long time."

"It seems that her fiancé is an actor and quite famous."

"is it?"

"Yang Niannian is fine and happy. I have no regrets anymore," said the old cat.

"What do you mean by this?!" I put down my cards heavily, "What does Yang Niannian have to do with you?"

Thinking about this makes me angry.

"Yang Niannian used to be my girlfriend. She loved me very much at that time. Oh, I miss her so much."

"Impossible! Yang Niannian used to be my girlfriend. She said she has nothing to do with you at all." I corrected.

As we talked, the two of us started fighting again.

From high school to now when I am 26 years old, the topic that Lao Mao and I have argued about most is - whose girlfriend Yang Niannian was.

We all said that Yang Niannian had been with us for only one day. By coincidence, they were all on July 2014, 7.

Yang Niannian absolutely denied this matter: I'm sorry, I have never dated you two.

But the attitude of Lao Mao and me is: I spent July 7th with Yang Niannian!

"Okay, let's play cards!" said the old cat.

"Did you treat me? How much gift money are you planning to give?" I asked absently.

The old cat raised a finger.

"Ten thousand?"

"One million." He smiled, "I'm so rich anyway."

"You have never treated me to spicy hotpot worth more than 100 yuan."

"How can you compare with her?" Lao Mao waved his hand, "The best things are reserved for lovers, and the only ones who cheat are friends."

I lit a cigarette bitterly, and I was about to listen to the cards.

The old cat started to draw cards again, "Hey, the taste of first love." He sighed and threw out [-].

"Yes." I took the [-] yuan, touched it, and listened to the card.

"I still miss Yang Niannian very much." The old cat touched another card, put it in his hand, and stared at me: "Hey."

The old cat seemed to have remembered something, "That's right! Didn't you tell me just now that you had seen the God of Love and learned "Inception of Dreams"? You can teach me this magical skill! Then I can go to Yang Niannian In my dream."

I calmly drew another card and said, "I can teach you, but you have to pay the tuition. You are the youngest." I dropped a single chicken.

"Okay! I'll give you 100 million."

"No, I want 1000 million."

"Ah! Aren't you going to kill me!" Lao Mao slammed the table angrily, "I learned the game "Turn Back Time in a Day" and won 3000 million in the lottery."

I exhaled a long puff of smoke, "Will you learn or not?"

The old cat thought about it for a long time. He thought, anyway, there are two more times to go back in time, and at worst, he can buy lottery tickets again.

Old Mao stomped the cigarette butt under his feet, "1000 million is 1000 million, let me taste the taste of first love again."

I stretched out my thumb and said, "Atmosphere."

Then I poured down the cards in my hand and said, "What a fool. Give me the money."

·

After playing cards, Lao Mao and I sat in the mahjong parlor.

It's almost twelve o'clock in the evening, and it's time for Yang Niannian to go to sleep and steal dreams.

The old cat looked very excited, as if he was about to relive the good things of yesterday.

I collected 1000 million and passed on the formulas and moves to him.

The old cat completed the entire set of moves in "Inception", and then his 180-pound body fell on the mahjong table and fell asleep with a loud snoring sound.

"You are really good, I wish you good luck."

Suddenly there was a faint voice behind me. I looked back and saw a kind waiter walking in, looking at me kindly - the God of Cupid.

"Why are you here again!"

"I come and go with the wind," he said.

"What's the matter?"

"You have never used "Dream Stealing" yourself, so you dare to teach it to others casually?"

"I want to see if this dream-stealing tube works."

"Are Yang Niannian's lips sweet?" The God of Love glanced at me evilly.

I was shocked. Sure enough, God is watching what people do, and the secrets that cannot be told will always be revealed one day.

"I just kissed her..." I replied tremblingly.

"A kiss?"

"Three or four times."

"Okay. Let's stop talking about this." The God of Love sat down on the chair, "There are side effects in teaching magic skills indiscriminately like this. The old cat can't enter "Inception" at all, but will fall into a nightmare. Never wake up."

Seeing the old cat sleeping deeply, my heart skipped a beat, and I hurriedly asked Cupid: "What should I do? I won't dare to do it next time. Please save him."

"There is a way." The God of Love stretched out his hand, "There is a fee."

"How much do you want?"

He held out a finger and said, "1000 million."

I jumped up immediately, "Why do you want money? You are a god."

"What are you doing? I can light a cigarette."

He came out in one breath and swallowed it again, "Can I get a discount?"

"Whether you give it or not, I'll leave if you don't."

"I'll give it." I lowered my head, my eyes a little astringent.

"Okay, I'll send you to the old cat's dream, and you go and save him."

The God of Love recited a spell silently, and I fell asleep in a daze, drifting into the world of "Inception"...

·

I sat up and found that I was in a hotel room. There was a sign on the bedside table, "Four Seasons Hotel, wish you sweet dreams."

"Where is this?" I muttered to myself, but I felt like my voice sounded a bit girly.

I found that I had no clothes on and was wrapped in a bath towel. When I stretched out my hand, I saw that my arms were also fair and white.

What's wrong?

I turned my head and there was a floor-to-ceiling mirror next to the bed.

What appeared in the mirror was not me, but... Yang Niannian's appearance.

She looked very young, about seventeen or eighteen years old.

It's hard to explain this matter. Is it time travel or dream stealing?

Anyway, my soul passed through the body of the goddess Yang Niannian.

Ding-dong, the doorbell rang.

I got out of bed and went to open the door. As soon as the door opened, I was knocked down.

too heavy! He is an old cat. He has been weighing more than 180 kilograms since high school.

The old cat was about to do something wrong to me (Yang Niannian's body). I kicked him and pushed him away, "What do you want to do?"

"Yang Niannian, didn't you ask me to come here?" the old cat said. "You made an appointment in Rio QQ, did you forget?"

qq? I saw a white htc mobile phone placed on the table.

I walked over and turned on my phone and saw a lot of chat records in the QQ software.

It was really Yang Niannian who sent it to Lao Mao. The message read: "Where are you? Are you okay?!"

"I want to see you!"

"I'll wait for you at No. 303, Four Seasons Hotel."

Huh? Why did Yang Niannian send so many strange and "ambiguous" messages to Lao Mao?

I looked confused, wasn't she going to get married soon? Also, how could I penetrate Yang Niannian's body?

The htc phone is in my hand. The thick texture and workmanship are really nostalgic.

htc?

I saw July 2014, 7 written on the phone screen.

Year 2014? How could it be eight years ago?

I asked the old cat, "What year is it now?"

"In 2014, we all died."

I figured it out, my dream came to the summer vacation after high school graduation, and the weird soul penetrated Yang Niannian's body.

What kind of dream stealing is this, I cursed.

At this time, the old cat came towards me, and he suddenly knelt down on one foot.

"What are you doing?"

The old cat looked at me (Yang Niannian's body) affectionately, took out a small box from his pocket, opened it, and found a rose gold Gucci ring inside.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Be my girlfriend, Yang Niannian." Old Mao said romantically. "Yang Niannian, I love you, I really love you."

I picked up the ring. It really cost thousands. I said, "But this ring is fake."

"It's true." The old cat swallowed, his eyes twinkling.

I said, "Come on, you bought this at Dongtai Fashion Store, a high imitation. It only costs 500 yuan each."

"You...how do you know?" The old cat was shocked.

I smiled and said, "You want to sleep with me after spending 500 yuan?" I stroked the old cat's scummy beard on his chin.

The old cat's face instantly turned red.

"Hey, old cat, what do you have that I don't know about you?"

I took off the bath towel I was wearing and put my clothes on the chair. I started to put on a bra. The first time I put it on, I couldn't button it up.

"Here, tie it up for me." I said to the old cat.

The old cat helped me fasten my bra honestly.

Following the tight thump in my back, a very strange memory suddenly flashed through my mind.

It was a strange past that had long since been sealed in the dust, but now it is stirring in a frenzy.

No, I put on my clothes and ran outside. The memories kept flashing in my mind, bringing with it gusts of cold wind.

"Where are you going? Yang Niannian." The old cat meowed.

I ignored him.

·

When I walked out the door, I recognized the place. It was near the original high school.

I ran to the right and passed by the street scene and passers-by. The ramen shop that had not yet been demolished was filled with smoke. We can also see a few young men who kill Matt.

It used to be so good...not right. Something big is happening today.

After running a few hundred meters, a McDonald's restaurant appeared in front of me.

Familiar, it will soon be renamed the Golden Arches.

This McDonald's is a double-decker. After entering, I walked directly to the second floor, looked around, and then my eyes stopped at a position by the window.

I saw a man and a woman sitting there.

There are two cups of Coke and a bag of French fries on the table.

That woman was very fashionable, wearing a leather jacket, purple hair, and heavy makeup.

She smiled at the boy opposite and said in a slightly hoarse yet gentle voice, "You are just as handsome as I imagined."

The purple-haired girl asked the boy, "How is it? Did I disappoint you? Am I a dinosaur?"

Dinosaur and frog are the earliest Internet buzzwords. They usually appear in the impression of netizens when meeting them.

"How is it possible? You...you are more beautiful than I thought." The boy touched the temples of his hair and lowered his head in embarrassment.

The purple-haired girl stretched out her hand, "There are so many people here and it's so boring. Let's go for a walk in the deserted alley outside."

"it is good."

The two were about to get up, and I rushed over and shouted, "Don't go!"

"Zhu Yourou" raised his head and looked at me, "Yang Niannian? Why are you here?"

Yes, this boy is me, the only me back then.

Back then, I made an appointment with an online friend, a purple-haired girl, to meet at McDonald's.

At that time, online dating was very popular. At that time, I chatted with a purple-haired girl on the Internet and we got along very well, and we called her boyfriend and girlfriend.

The purple-haired girl's online name is "Fireworks" and her QQ signature is, I am who I am, fireworks with different colors.

July 2014, 7 was the first time that “Fireworks” and I met.

But no, I must separate the two of them.

I (the body belonged to Yang Niannian) pulled up the "me" from back then and said, "Zhu Yourou, don't stay here anymore, come with me quickly."

"Sister, first come, first served, this person is the one I like first." Yan Huo was displeased and said to me (the body belongs to Yang Niannian).

"Yes. Yang Niannian. I was chatting with the fireworks. She came first. How about you wait?" I said to the me now.

"Listen to me and leave right away. Online dating will never end well."

"Why me?" The "I" back then was puzzled.

"Because...because."

I really can't bear to tell the reason, because this reason was a big blow to "me" back then.

Netizen "Firework" was the first person to compliment me on my handsomeness, the first person to hold my hand, and... the person who wanted to take away my first kiss.

Thinking of this, I felt sick, no, no, no.

I couldn't help but pick up the "me" from back then and walked out.

At this time, Yan Huo also stood up, grabbed the "me" from back then, and said in a hoarse and gentle voice, "Ignore that person, I want to go with me."

Back then, "I" looked at Yang Niannian on the left (I was in Yang Niannian's body), innocent, and on the right looked at the fireworks of netizens, charming.

Should I be pure or charming? Back then, "I" was hesitant and it was really hard to choose.

no! If I don't expose it, it will be too late. I can no longer hesitate. I made up my mind.

I took a step forward, stretched out my hand, grabbed a handful of Pyrotechnics' hair, and just pulled it, the wig fell off. Pyrotechnics had a crew cut and pimples on his forehead.

Yes, Pyrotechnics is a man. He is dressing up as a man.

The "me" back then opened my eyes wide, seeing that the netizen I had been dating online for a month turned out to be a man. Oh my God, how many times did I say too much love words and how many times did I call my wife, but...

Back then, "I" had goosebumps all over my body.

After the fireworks were revealed, the guests around him looked at him, some yelled "Wow" and some laughed.

Pyrotechnics was so ashamed that he grabbed the wig that fell on the ground and ran out of McDonald's in embarrassment.

·

After a minute, the "me" and I also left McDonald's.

There are a row of prosperous shops along the street. There are speakers at the door, playing the song "Little Apple" loudly to attract business.

In 2014, physical stores were still very profitable.

The "I" back then walked in front with my head hanging down, looking very disappointed, and I followed behind.

Came to a deserted alley.

The "I" back then suddenly squatted down, sat down on the ground, buried his head and cried sadly.

"I know I'm ugly, and no one in this world will like me." The "I" said back then.

"No, you're quite handsome. Now is your growth period. I'm very optimistic about you." I told him the story of "The Ugly Duckling" by the way.

"Really? Yang Niannian." The "me" back then looked at me.

"It's true. Beauty also has off-season and peak season. You are in the off-season now, and 25 and [-] are your peach blossom season. So focus on your homework now."

"Okay." The "I" of that year raised his head and doubled his confidence.

But I can't help but worry...

Love is too dark, and first love and first kiss play a vital role in a person's emotional memories.

How to leave a good memory for your younger self?

There was a pool of water on the ground, and I saw my own appearance in the water—the goddess Yang Niannian.

"But when will my first love come back?" "I" muttered to myself back then, feeling that it was far away.

"How about we kiss." I said.

"What did you say?" The "I" back then was stunned.

"Do you want to kiss?"

"No, you are the person that Old Cat likes, and Old Cat is my good brother. This is not good."

"That's it."

"If we kissed you, wouldn't you tell him?" The "I" from back then said quickly.

Haha, after all, you still know yourself.

I asked "me" back then to buy two bottles of mineral water and each of us rinsed our mouths.

I said, kissing is okay, but don’t stick out your tongue.

"We are all adults, and I have a sense of propriety."

"bring it on."

I asked the "me" back then to close my eyes, stand on tiptoes, and give myself a kiss.

·

"Oh my God, how could you do such a thing behind my back!"

Suddenly a familiar voice came from not far away.

Looking back, I saw the old cat standing not far away. He was shaking all over and scratching his head with both hands.

I was about to say something when the old cat turned and ran away.

I chased him all the way, and he kept shouting "Ah! Ah! Ah!" "How could you do this?"

The old cat ran out of the alley and rushed onto the road. Suddenly, a taxi passing by quickly failed to dodge and hit the old cat. He was knocked into the air and flew several meters before landing.

A mouthful of blood spurted out from the old cat's mouth. His body twitched painfully like an electric shock, and he soon became paralyzed. If he could no longer move, he would die.

I ran over in panic and stood very close to the old cat, but I just didn't dare to walk over.

I was jumping on the spot like a convulsion. I wanted to shout, but I couldn't make any sound.

At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and the scenery everywhere slowly turned into the wind.

I feel like time is starting to go backwards...

I saw the blood in the old cat's body shrink back bit by bit, and he floated into the air again, stood on the ground, scratched his head, ran backwards, and then disappeared.

Time actually went back.

I couldn't control my body moving backwards, kissed myself again, passed McDonald's again, and went to Four Seasons Hotel 303 again. I wrapped myself in a bath towel and looked at the "Have a good sleep" on the bedside table.