I don't want to be a doctor either.

Jingyu had a dream. He dreamed that he came to a wonderful world. In this world, ten-year-old children can travel all over the world, cross forests, climb mountains, cross oceans, and fly in the sky...

The journey is richer than that of a lifetime, but when he returns he is still a young man.

How beautiful...

Jingyu had a rare good sleep until reality woke him up, but he still didn't want to wake up completely, just like when he took a nap at his desk. Even if he woke up, he wanted to linger in that warm world for a while before opening his eyes.

I really want to sleep forever...

"Jingyu, get up. What's wrong? You never sleep in when you are at work." I heard the concerned voice of my mother Wang Shoulan.

Jingyu felt that there was something wrong with his mother's voice, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. However, he didn't want to think too much about it. He just wanted to try to dream about that world again, so he replied in a daze: "I slept until after six in the afternoon when I was at work. I'll sleep a little longer..."

"No, you're a doctor. The most important thing for a doctor is responsibility. You can't be late!"

"I'm still Doctor Strange...wait a minute..." Jingyu felt something was wrong. Doctor, what doctor? No one in their family studied medicine.

Jingyu opened his eyes suddenly and saw his mother Wang Shoulan standing beside his bed. She looked familiar and yet strange.

Of course she is familiar, she is my biological mother, how can I not be familiar with her, but there is indeed an inexplicable sense of strangeness.

Got a fever?

Jingyu remembered that when he had a fever, he felt that the world was unreal, as if it was covered with a layer of plastic film. He could see and touch it, but he just had a sense of unreality as if he was separated from the world.

Jingyu touched his forehead and it wasn't hot, not like he had a fever.

Maybe it's because he's not wearing glasses?

So Jingyu searched the bed for a while but couldn't find his glasses. He felt strange. Did they fall off the bed?

"What are you looking for?"

"Mom, I'm looking for my glasses."

"Aren't your glasses in their case on the nightstand?"

"?"

Jingyu was confused. He remembered that he hadn't used a glasses case for many years. He just threw it on the bedside when he slept, otherwise the legs of his glasses would not have been crooked by his restless sleep.

Although he was confused, he still looked towards the bedside table and saw a black glasses case. He was puzzled, but did not think much about it. Maybe his father put it in the glasses case when he was sleeping.

So he put on his glasses, and the world finally became clear. Miraculously, that inexplicable sense of illusion also disappeared. Jingyu looked at his mother again, and after looking at her for a while, he finally found something wrong.

"Hey, mom, did you dye your hair?"

"No ah."

"Lie..." Jing Yu was just about to ask who he was lying to when he suddenly discovered that Wang Shoulan's face had fewer wrinkles, her skin was more radiant and delicate, and she had lost weight overall.

No, I can understand the other things. Maybe my mom dyed her hair and put on makeup, maybe it covered up a little, but how did her figure change? How did she lose so much weight overnight?

If losing weight were really that easy, there would be no fat people in the world.

"What are you doing standing there like an idiot? Get up quickly."

Wang Shoulan's voice brought Jingyu back to his senses. Finally, after staring at his mother for another half a minute, Jingyu was sure.

"Mom, you've gotten younger?"

"Huh?" Wang Shoulan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Xiaoyu, you have also learned to compliment people? This is not like you. Tell the truth, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Compliment? That's not a compliment. You're really young, mom."

"Okay, okay, mom is younger now, thank you dear thief, hurry up and get up, I have prepared breakfast for you, eat and go to work, don't be late."

Jingyu got up in confusion, and then found that the bedroom seemed a little different, but he was a bit careless, and after looking for a while, he didn't find anything different.

So he walked out of the bedroom, and didn't see his father Jing Zhiting, but saw his younger brother Jing Shuo. This sight was so shocking that Jing Yu was stunned in an instant.

Children are not like adults. Their height is growing rapidly. In Jingyu's memory, his younger brother is already in the third year of junior high school and his height is almost the same as his, about 1 meters. However, the younger brother in front of him is much shorter, this... this is probably only 76 meters at most. What's going on?

Jingyu quickly walked over and turned his brother's face over, and after looking at it carefully for a while, it was indeed the face of the bad boy. His own brother would not make a mistake.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Jingyu didn't say anything, his brain was shut down.

Then he rushed to the bathroom like crazy. He was eager to know if he would also change, until he saw his panicked face in the mirror - no stubble, neat hair, and not fat yet.

Jingyu rolled his eyes slightly upwards, and no wrinkles appeared on his forehead.

"I've also become a lot younger, something's wrong..."

Fortunately, Jingyu has a good ability to accept new things. After calming down with difficulty, he took out his mobile phone and opened the calendar function.

December 2017, 6.

Jing Yu opened "Qiandu" in disbelief and searched the date again.

December 2017, 6.

It was... five years ago! ?

Jingyu suddenly lost control of his emotions and yelled, "Mom, what's the date today?"

"July 6."

"which year?"

"?"

Wang Shoulan spoke after a while: "Xiaoyu, are you still asleep?"

"Oh mom, tell me quickly, tell me quickly!" Jingyu said breathlessly.

"17 years, what's wrong?"

Jingyu now confirmed it, it was indeed five years ago!

But what is going on? Can anyone tell me?

After being in a daze for a while, Jingyu seemed to have figured it out - he understood. This was a dream. This dream was quite real and there was interaction, which was quite interesting.

Thinking of this, Jing Yu pinched his arm without hesitation to try to wake him up, but he did not wake up even after he pinched his arm purple.

"I'm not dreaming? Is this place real?"

"Before that... that horrible life, my parents were just dreaming because they were getting older?"

"No! Impossible!" Jingyu also reacted, because his memory would not lie, he clearly remembered the next five years of his life, which was a bloody and real memory different from a dream.

"So, I went back to the past? Was it the voice in the dream that did this? So, is He a god? Or a Bodhisattva? God? Or the Monkey King?"

"But why did He choose me? He said that I am a person who is 'ambitious but lacks sufficient talent and patience'. Why didn't He choose someone better? It turns out that there are people who are stronger than me everywhere in that world..."

There were so many things that Jingyu couldn't figure out that he wanted to light a cigarette to calm himself down, but after searching all his pockets, he found no cigarettes.

Didn't I smoke in 17? I don't remember clearly...

Jingyu fell into deep thought again.

That’s not right. In 17, I was in Suzhou, not in my hometown Shuicheng. I don’t remember going back to my hometown in June 17…

"Xiao Yu, hurry up, you're really going to be late for work..."

Hearing Wang Shoulan's voice, Jingyu came back to his senses, but he still kept asking himself, why did he work in Shuicheng in 17? What kind of job was he doing?