[Black Basket] The medicine cannot be stopped

Meijian means February.

It probably has something to do with the plum blossoms blooming at this time. I always think this is a very aesthetic statement, and I even have a good impression of the plum blossoms that I didn't feel much at first.After all, even a rough girl like me will be moved by this kind of statement full of girlish feelings and literary atmosphere.

—Of course, that was before this happened.

The so-called incident probably involves a lot of things in terms of its cause and effect, but it's not too difficult to put it in a simpler way.

…For example, "I traveled to this February ten years later" is a good generalization.hum.

how sad...

Today, when rebirth is so popular, I can travel to the past that changed the world and life, and I actually traveled to the future world...

Not only did he have no way to change his established life, but he directly skipped the process and entered the final stage, how sad it is!

Please let me first introduce myself who has had such a tragic experience.

I, the protagonist of this article, is a young girl who has just graduated from junior high school. At the age of 15, I walk under the cherry blossom trees flying in the sky every day, wearing a uniform and short skirt, looking forward to a beautiful love.

It's a pity that the love tree never came, but I accidentally fell under the tree and passed out.

Of course, when I woke up, I was no longer in any place I knew...

At first, I thought that I had been kidnapped according to my normal thinking, and then I quickly began to check my body for any strange things...cough ><.

Unfortunately something happened.

——What I was wearing was not a uniform, but a set of ordinary home clothes.

……horrible.

terrible……!

To be kidnapped here in a public place like the campus, and to lose the girl's important things, nothing can stop my shock at this moment!

There are still people who can do it to me!

I continued to check with admiration for the kidnapper. The strange thing is that there is no trace of being touched on the body, and there is no "faint pain" mentioned in the book in some subtle places...

It can't be that I'm naturally good at this, right? !

Pure girl · I decided to temporarily comfort myself with the statement that "the kidnapper originally planned to take off his clothes, but found that he was not interested in me, so he simply covered me again".

To be honest, I think this statement is much more reliable than the previous conjecture... 0///0.

After your own physical examination is completed, the next step is the surrounding environment.

It seems that I woke up in a well-decorated bedroom—a typical minimalist home style, with light blue and white as the main tone, with an ultra-low soft double bed, and a thick wool carpet. Glass gauze curtains raised by the tall glass windows...

It's exactly the bedroom of my dreams!

I never expected that the kidnapper would have the same taste as me...

I got out of bed with mixed feelings. The cashmere carpet was very warm and soft, so I was barefoot without slippers.I looked around carefully and tried to find some reliable clues, but the conclusion I got was very cheating.

——This doesn't look like kidnapping at all, but rather like I'm dreaming.

Why do you say that?Naturally, because my dream lover appeared :)

Here, I will pause the current progress for a while, temporarily enter the memory mode, and introduce the situation of my dream lover in detail.

The girl of my dreams... Ah, let's call him Mr. S for now.

Mr. S and I are in the same country, but unfortunately they are not in the same class.What's even more pity is that besides me, he is probably the dream lover of two-thirds of the girls in our school.

It's such a sad story, isn't it tat?

Mr. S is very powerful, which is reflected in the following aspects: he is ranked first in the grade every time he takes the exam, he became the head of the club shortly after entering school and participated in many competitions and won the first place, he has rich interests and hobbies, and all of them are of high level, outstanding appearance, gentle and calm personality Self-restraint, let me fall in love with him at first sight.

...Well, the last one can be considered a powerful advantage, it can be regarded as ><.

Before this time, I also dreamed about him many times.

In my favorite dream, he was wearing a white suit (by the way, he looked really handsome), riding a little white dragon and holding a large pot of daffodils in his hand, flying from the sky (so handsome), and landed in Immediately after I was in front of him, he told me to kneel with a cold voice.

That's right, in my dream I knelt without hesitation.

So excited, so upright... knelt down.

Mr. S handed me the daffodil pot, and I took it flattered, and heard him continue to say in a cold voice (afterwards, I recalled that it should be the voice of my favorite voice actor Shen x Hao x), "with me Together."

I was trembling with excitement, and was about to agree quickly to avoid his repentance, when Mr. S spoke again.

"...If you don't agree, Xiaobai will bite you to death."

Xiaobai is that little white dragon.

Don't ask me why I know, it doesn't matter.Anyway, the important thing is that we held hands in our dreams, hugged each other in front of the daffodils and swore that you are the wind and I am the sand, lingering to the end of the world.

This dream made me recall for a whole month. On the day I woke up, I ate three bowls of rice and felt that my whole body had reached sublimation.

Guys who haven't dreamed probably don't understand the feeling of dreaming about someone they like—speaking of it, it's a bit like the last wish of a condemned prisoner.

Although he knew that nothing would exist after this, he still had the excitement of smoking marijuana at the last moment.

Having this kind of dream is already a familiar thing for me. Even if I know it is a dream, I can continue to go on without changing my face.

This time, however, the plot development is a bit strange... To be precise, the girl of my dreams didn't actually show up.

Well, I found him in a framed picture on the bedside table.

He is still wearing a white suit (I wonder if I have some subconscious tendency to play strange suits), and he looks a bit weird... how to say, like a grown-up version of Mr. S.

Of course, even the mature version of Mr. S is very handsome!

Not only did he not lose the calm and self-sufficient temperament that he was familiar with in junior high school, but it became even more lickable because of the addition of the restrained and deepness that is unique to mature men.

The crimson hair makes people want to touch it, and the strange-colored eyes seem to be looking at me directly through the glass photo frame, which makes me have the urge to hold my chest and cover my heart...

So, so girly!

This is not my style!

... But having said that, the lethality of Mr. S's mature version is too huge, right?

After finally taking my eyes off Mr. S, I was immediately attracted by the guy next to him.

Although..."The guy next to me" is such an impolite address, it seems to be me?

It's the same shoulder-length hair as I am now. The brown hair is curled down at the end. It's a little messy. When I was in middle school, I spent 10 minutes combing it every morning.

Although it will become messy again in less than an hour, it is worth it for the good image of me when Mr. S sees me.

I was wearing a matching white wedding dress with Mr. S, with a dull and happy look on my face, holding his arm, and showing a familiar smirk at the camera.

Click.

Freezing, it becomes the photo I see now.

……Oh oh oh oh oh oh!

I couldn't stop wanting to scream, never thought that my dream is still in the form of a serial drama?

In the last episode, I was still asking for a relationship, but in this episode, I am already married. So, can I order some difficult dramas like the wedding night, please be harmonious!

I rolled a few times on the wide carpet with the photo frame in my arms.

It would be great if I could save this photo in real life. By the way, if I go to photoshop my junior high school graduation photo to make this kind of wedding photo, will it look like a strange idiot 0///0?

I fell into a strange fantasy, and soon discovered a new item.

"Ooooh oh oh it's a ring!"

When I checked my body, I didn't pay much attention to the extra things on my fingers. Now I suddenly found the shiny diamond ring when I looked in the sun.

With my not-so-good discerning ability, I can probably only tell that the diamond ring is not small, and the specific value is... it doesn't matter!After all, this is a wedding proposal gift from Mr. S, isn't it?

This dream is about to use up the rhythm of my lucky value for a year...

I turned the ring on my hand. The news that I couldn’t go to the same school as Mr. S after graduating from junior high school didn’t seem to disappoint me so much. I couldn’t help but wonder if I had activated some strange thing unintentionally. wishing machine.

Doraemon?

... If it's really you, can you change me into Mr. S and come out and see?

While casually making this wish, I continued to lie on the carpet and roll around without image. I never thought that the door would be pushed open in the next second.

and--

I'm sorry, as you expected, I came in with a very familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

Just like this, I lay on my back on the carpet, with my legs wide open and my feet raised high, hugging my beloved photo frame, holding the ring I just took off in my hand, and staring at the mature version of Mr. S dumbfounded. looked up.

——"Paji".

This is probably the sound of the ring accidentally falling on my face.