The slap fell on the abdomen.

However, it was not as familiar as Chen Wenjin had expected, but the feeling of playing on the basketball belly, but the feeling of solidity of the abdominal muscles that had been missing for a long time.

‘It’s not an illusion…’ Chen Wenjin realized in despair that the flying backward rain curtains seemed to have returned to the changes in the scene more than 20 years ago, and the BP machine used in the third year of junior high school was not an illusion!

Chen Wenjin lifted up his shirt, looked at the lines of his abdominal muscles on his stomach, and hurriedly pulled up his trousers. He could not see the scars left on his legs when he was twenty-two years old...

‘I have changed back to my teenage body? Are the scenes of rain falling backwards…’ Chen Wenjin found it incredible before, and he didn’t believe in the concept of going back to the past.

If you can get faster than the speed of light, you should be able to catch up with the light of the past and then see the past, but this is like an image device recording the past scene. You can see the past, but physical changes are not the situation, and there is no way to really go back to the past and change it.

Changes in matter are both physical and chemical, while time is a concept defined by artificially. In fact, the "past" in this change no longer exists. How can I go back?

Chen Wenjin felt that unless matter can move in an orderly manner, it can truly return to the past.

Now, Chen Wenjin touched the real changes in his body, and looked at his clothes as clearly as those from several years ago.

An old minibus that I had only seen more than 20 years ago drove by. Chen Wenjin covered his nose and walked quickly.

These are obviously not hallucinations.

The car that Chen Wenjin had originally driven was gone.

‘What exactly is that ball of light? Can it allow material movement to recover to more than 20 years ago? But why is it more than 20 years ago?’ Chen Wenjin couldn’t help but let go of his brains and randomly speculate.

Suddenly, the BP machine screamed again.

He lowered his head and saw the date above: February 14, 1998.

‘February 14th…’ Chen Wenjin was suddenly shocked, because when the colorful light suddenly lit up in front of him, he was deducing the day in his memory - what would have been the case if he had made another choice back then?

‘If this wasn’t an illusion, I could go back after thinking about it, right?’ Chen Wenjin closed his eyes and recalled the scene in his original life…

When I opened my eyes again, there was no change around me.

Chen Wenjin tried to open his eyes, look at the sky and think about it again... for a moment, but there was no change.

‘Do I have to experience my life again?’ Chen Wenjin tried it in vain and guessed that he had an idea: ‘Try to recall the events of February 13?…I remember the fourteenth of February, but I don’t remember the 13th…What about a few days before?’

Chen Wenjin still didn't remember that when he was middle-aged, his past events became more and more blurred and less... A clear picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

He didn't remember the date, but he remembered it was not long before February 14, 1998.

At that time, he was eating Guilin rice noodles, a newly opened store, which was opened near his girlfriend's house.

This thought was frozen for a while, and Chen Wenjin suddenly found that his body was lit up with colorful lights. Then, the wind in the air suddenly changed direction...

The sun and the moon alternate, time and time again, time and time again.

Soon, the strange changes stopped.

Chen Wenjin looked at the time displayed on the blue BP machine: January 1, 1998.

‘Really, do you really have the ability to make all movements reversely?’ Chen Wenjin was shocked by the facts in front of him, and became more and more excited.

'Isn't this the same as being able to live again? Or is there a choice to live again? However, such changes should involve many people and many things. How big is it to go back to the past? Does everyone remember it?' Chen Wenjin subconsciously deduced the rationality of this situation again. After a moment, he felt that it was ridiculous. It was completely beyond his cognition. The rationality of forced thinking was clearly just a "correct" to deceive himself, and it was meaningless.

The BP machine rang again, and Chen Wenjin took a look. It was a strange landline number. In the 1998 era, there were landline phones everywhere, and he had long forgotten what areas the number had at the beginning.

However, Chen Wenjin recalled the time and thought: "At that time, I should have gone out with Lao Bao with Hui and Fen to play... I couldn't remember where I went to play. I only remember that after I sent them home, I saw a newly opened rice noodle shop, which tasted very good!"

Chen Wenjin thought about it. According to time, he shouldn't be here at this moment - yes, he is still on the coast and has not returned to where he should be.

‘Time is ruthless, forgetting how many things have happened, eating has become the most vivid memory!’ Chen Wenjin sighed, and when there was a minibus, he sat back to the city.

The smell on the minibus, the long-lost smell, made him feel nauseous and vomited as usual. He was thinking about it in the car, and he couldn't help but have an idea. If he went back in the past, would he meet another self here?

After getting off the minibus, Chen Wenjin was still disgusting, so he bought a bottle of Coke. While drinking, he counted the money in his pocket, which was pitiful. "Take a car and buy water, and only twenty yuan left after that?... It's strange, where did you get more than twenty yuan at that time? Wasn't it only ten yuan a week?"

Chen Wenjin was drinking water, and when he arrived at the bus, he got on the BP machine rang again.

This time, the number looks familiar.

Chen Wenjin looked at the number, but he didn't remember it, but thought that it was most likely the phone number from his girlfriend Hui's home.

‘I thought she would not marry this life, and I firmly believed that it was not Yun except Wushan. I never thought that in the end, there was only one name, a story, a vague figure, and a face that could not be remembered clearly.’ Chen Wenjin still remembered how heartbroken he was back then and he never regretted it. It took more than a year to get out completely.

As for the present, I don’t remember much of the past, and there is neither resentment nor hatred.

‘I went back to the past, but my memories and thoughts couldn’t go back to the past… Can I try another choice of life?’ Chen Wenjin thought about it, and felt it became more and more interesting. ‘Anyway, I don’t know how to go back to the future, so I experienced another path of life until I met my wife, which seemed good…’

Chen Wenjin looked at the scenery outside the window and the people on the bus also felt cute.

Living again is a game for him, not life.

He always felt that life is the most complicated game, but he could not look at life with a game attitude, and now, he can do it.

The BP machine rang once, and then rang again.

It was a twenty-minute drive and the third time, Chen Wenjin had just gotten off the bus.

Pangran City more than 20 years ago and Buzhong District more than 20 years ago still looked like it in memory. Although it was not clear, it could generally correspond when you saw it again.

The Long Kingdom has developed too fast, and the changes over the past 20 years have been completely renewed, and the difference is like two worlds.

Chen Wenjin looked around at the station. When the BP machine rang again, he was about to look for the public phone when he heard a voice that he had once been familiar in his memory: "Gold—"

Gold, this is his nickname. It comes from silence, which is also because of gold and jade words.

But this nickname has been called by no one for many years.

Lao Bao ran over quickly in front of Chen Wenjin, with a bright smile on his face, a thin figure, an old light blue bell-bottom pants, a fancy shirt, and red hair. It was clearly the second most beautiful boy on the street!

This is one of Chen Wenjin's best friends, and now it is the fifth year they have known each other.

"Where have you gone? When you go to the toilet, you suddenly disappear. You shouted you and didn't go back. You didn't see anyone looking for you. Hui said to go back and call you. Have you replied to her call?" Lao Bao couldn't wait to explain reasonably. The eyes were clearly confused that he could not think about the reason no matter what.

Chen Wenjin knew, but there was no other one. Because he came back, he disappeared out of thin air while using the toilet. As for Lao Bao’s question, he thought of the pitiful twenty-one dollars in his pocket and said, “Do you believe in metaphysics?”

"Didn't you never believe it?" Lao Bao was puzzled.

"Then do you believe there is an alien civilization that surpasses humans?" Chen Wenjin remembered that he believed in Marx at that time, so he changed his question.

"I believe!" Lao Bao answered quickly, but obviously he was not interested in this topic at the moment. He asked impatiently: "Have you called Hui back? If not, call her first! Then we have to get the money. We have to go out to play at night to use it. There is only ten yuan left on me. Hui just invited him to drink water."

Chen Wenjin remembered, and remembered how poor they were at that time. They could only raise funds for activities with the support of their wealthy children. This friend invited a guest, and that friend invited a guest, and took turns to take turns. It took two or three months to pass. Seeing that they always went in and out of entertainment venues, everyone paid for it only once.

‘What a wonderful teenager time, but because of his shriveled wallet... Oh, no, I don’t even have a wallet now.’ Chen Wenjin felt very sorry for myself at that time. The small money in my pocket was not as heavy as the wallet, so what’s the use of wrapping it?

"Old Leopard, if I say, when I was going to the bathroom just now, I heard the voice of aliens, and he asked me to go to a place where the third prize winning numbers for the next lottery were placed, do you believe it?" Chen Wenjin saw Lao Leopard's eyes changing.

The pair of eyes clearly showed suspicion, suspected that he was joking, and then felt that his disappearance was bizarre, and that he was not a person who could make such jokes, so he became half-believing and half-doubted, and hoped that it would be true, so he asked eagerly: "Is it true or false?"

"I don't know, so I took the bus to the beach and saw numbers written on the sand. After I read it, a gust of wind blew away the handwriting." Chen Wenjin was serious about what he said. Lao Bao's eyes were full of excitement, and he had already believed it completely, and he was even afraid that it was not true, so he urged him to ask: "Did you buy it?"

"Aren't you just getting off the bus?" Chen Wenjin said, raising his hand and plucking his long hair that was 300% off, then looked at the ticket sales site and said, "Go."

Lao Bao strode over excitedly. After walking a few steps, he suddenly grabbed Chen Wenjin and said, "You might as well call Hui first! She is so worried!"
Chapter completed!