I met you back in 2000

Believe it or not, but I did go back to the year 2000.

A week ago, when I woke up from the small single bed in my hometown, I thought that I had masturbated too much, and I was still dreaming of spring and autumn dreams.

The house in my hometown was demolished as early as the 08 Olympic Games. At that time, my father almost laughed out loud with the 10,000+ demolition fee.If he knew that the money would not be enough to buy a toilet in S City in a few years, he would probably jump out of the coffin.Yes, in the same year, Dad died in a car accident.

My first reaction when I woke up was to look for glasses. After all, I belong to the kind of deep myopia that can be seen at a distance of 10 meters after taking off the glasses, androgynous at a distance of 30 meters, and indistinguishable from humans and animals at a distance of 50 meters.

However, halfway through the search, I clearly found a person and a dog 100 meters outside the window, and I knew I was dreaming.That person is none other than my dead father.That dog is not another dog, it is my stewed rhubarb.

When passing by the lobby downstairs, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and couldn't move away.This face full of collagen, this round cut head like a labor camp prisoner, these small arms and legs that have not yet begun to develop, isn't this the me in the elementary school graduation photo?

When I was alive, my father bothered me that I love to look in the mirror. He always said that it is unlucky to have a boy and a girl. If he still behaves like a woman, then he will lose the face of his old Wang family.So when I entered the door, I was hit on the forehead. The hand was not light, and I bared my teeth in pain.

"Photo again, believe it or not, I will interrupt your dog legs!"

I haven't heard this sentence for many years. It is still a familiar formula and a familiar taste.It made me, a 30-year-old man, have a sore nose, red eyes in an instant, and threw himself into my father's arms and burst into tears.

The old man was stunned, he thought it was a pain, his hand was cramped and he didn't know where to put it.My mother heard my cries like killing a pig, ran out of the back room with a frying pan, and greeted my father on the head.

What a harmonious and beautiful picture, I cried even louder.I thought to myself, if possible, I would rather not wake up from this dream for the rest of my life.

Sure enough, the dream came true.

I've been in this dream for a week now.I was quick-witted and suddenly realized that I might have really time-traveled.So, I decided to start a diary, which is what you see now.If one day it is lucky enough to be read by future generations, I hope it can serve as a reference for your future travels.

For example, memorize a few sets of Shuangseqiu lottery numbers, and you will be the next national husband.For example, memorizing the answers to the college entrance examination several times, Tsinghua University and Peking University are not a dream.For example, if you learn a few more rap words, you can choose Mr. Jay Chou.

It's a pity that I don't have the experience of time travel, so I can't become such a great person.

Lately I've been trying to remember the events of the past 30 years and a few turning points that changed my life.But I suddenly discovered that my 30 years may have been fake 30 years, mediocre, mediocre, and I couldn't find any crossroads in my life.

The college entrance examination was one point short, and my father tried to sell everything to get me into three books.

I was 08 years old when my father passed away in 21, and the perpetrator has escaped to this day.

I found out I was gay when I had a drunken fling with a roommate my year out of college.

I have been working for nearly ten years, and I am still a small engineer doing odd jobs.

From this point of view, I am a representative of nerds, dicks, and gays.Oh, by the way, because my surname is Wang, when I get older, I am often called the old neighbor Wang.This stalk, I guess I can't get through these two lifetimes.

School is about to start, and it's a little late to make up homework these two days.I'm going to write this today, I'm going to recall the college entrance examination questions, after all, I only have 6 years.

[The author has something to say]: Remember to collect