Huang Dan is back from traveling through time.

The pain in his toes was spreading, along the instep and soles of his feet, extending upwards, to his calf, and then to his thighs. The momentum was so strong that he squatted in pain, and he looked around with tears in his eyes. There was a stone in his field of vision, just like when he was traveling to HSBC Jiayuan.

Huang Dan sat on the stone, took off his leather shoes while crying, and then pulled the black cotton socks. When he found that his toes were not broken, he put them on one by one.

An old lady was walking in front of the car with the ropes of the car. The little girl in a red down jacket was sitting in the car. She was pedaling with two short legs, and she was slapping along the way.

Huang Dan took out the stacked light gray striped veils from his pocket, shook the tears on his face, and vaguely heard that the little girl was singing "Little Swallow".

The little girl couldn't speak clearly, so she could only barely hear "Xiaoyan Paper" and "Flower Clothes".

Huang Dan used to pay attention to the people and things he passed by when he went to and from get off work, and did not pay attention to other people's living conditions. He did not have enough time every day, and often dived into work. When he raised his head, the day would be over.

Everything begins in a hurry and ends in a hurry.

The little girl's soft and glutinous voice sounded, "Da Da! Da Da!"

Huang Dan looked up and his eyes were red, scaring the old lady, "Young man, are you okay?"

He said, "It's OK."

The little girl was still shouting, "Doudou, don't shout nonsense, this is uncle, your father hasn't gotten off work yet."

Huang Dan heard the little girl calling him uncle, and he smiled without realizing it.

The old lady glanced at her for a few more times and couldn't help but sigh. She was so old that she had never seen any girl that could match this young man. Her lips were red and her teeth were white. When she didn't smile, her eyebrows were furrowed, which was a little difficult to approach. When she smiled, her mouth was curved and her eyes were also curved. It was really beautiful.

Thinking of it, the old lady didn't have a door on her mouth, so she said it.

Yellow List, “…”

The old lady didn't say much, she wanted to take her granddaughter to play on the slide, "Doudou, say goodbye to uncle."

The little girl waved at Huang Shan and shouted in a low voice, "By bye."

Huang Dan said, "By bye."

The wheels of the car swept across the ground, and the grunting sounds gradually blurred.

After collecting the handkerchief, Huang Shan sat on the stone, his eyes falling casually, the pain slowly faded away, his feet stopped hurting, and he was still sitting.

When he travels through time, his real self may be still, and this world will stay still with him.

In other words, he is the only one who is still, and time will pass extremely slowly. In another world, it will take only one second to reach this place.

No matter what possibility is, everything Huang Dan experienced through traveling through the past has been buried in that world. His soul has returned, but he cannot bring anything back, even a leaf, a flower, a grass, or a handful of soil.

The dream has grown, so tired.

Huang Dan pinched his eyebrows, and his face felt unpredictable fatigue. He thought, he would not draw pictures tonight, go back and take a hot bath, drink a cup of milk soaked by the housekeeper, and have a good sleep.

The wind whistled the leaves, and the coolness followed the men, women, young and old on the road, and pranked into their necks.

It's almost dark.

Huang Dan's eyes fell on the cufflinks of his coat. He casually reached out and plucked it. Just as he was about to get up, a buzzing sound came from the phone in his briefcase.

Not the phone, it's WeChat.

Huang single-scanned his phone and found that it was a WeChat group in high school. The group was not lively in the past. After all, everyone had already gone their separate ways and worked hard in their own small worlds, degenerating and confusion.

Some people regard life as beautiful dreams, while others have no chance to dream.

Some people become ancestors, some are grandsons, some are no longer humans, and some have become superiors.

After graduation and reunion, the changes are so big that it is unimaginable.

Huang Dan looked at the content in the group, not about watering, chatting about celebrity gossip, nor was he brushing emoticons, but about old people and old things in high school. He flipped up the records and stopped his fingers.

There is a screenshot on the screen, which is taken from under which Weibo, there are photos and accompanying texts. The background of the photo is at the airport, with a tall figure facing away from the camera, one hand putting it into the pocket of the trouser and the other hand pulling the suitcase.

There is a line of words under the photo - I'm back.

Huang Dan moved his eyebrows, remembering that the old classmate said on the phone that who would come to attend tomorrow's class reunion. The other party seemed to have just returned to China today. He quit the group and stuffed his phone back into his briefcase, and his thoughts were a little floating.

I forgot which day it was, and I only remember it was in the first semester of my first year of high school. Huang Dan disliked the summer that he was the hot people wanted to die.

The aunt hugged her across the floor and it was not dry yet, and there was a fishy smell in the toilet.

Huang Dan came out of the toilet and walked to the door. When he was not careful, he slipped and fell forward. He didn't fall on the tiled floor. He didn't know where the person who came out was lying under him and made his mat.

A few days later, Huang Dan realized that the man was in the same class as him, with a poor personality and even worse grades. He was a gangster, sitting at the end of the first row entering the door.

Huang Dan didn't take it seriously.

The people in the class thought Huang Dan was a young master who was even more coquettish than girls. They forgot who was the first to call him the young master, one or two. Slowly, even when he passed by the next class, someone stretched his neck to call him the young master.

Only a few people called his name, and among them was the gangster.

Love letters can always be seen under Huang Dan's desk, but he has never opened them and read them. Later, he stayed on duty and left school very late. He accidentally heard the gangster talking to himself in the corridor. Only then did he realize that one of the love letters was written by the other party.

After the love letter, the gangster pulled Huang Shan to the playground and confessed to him with a red face. He was probably nervous. The other party stuttered and said a word for a long time.

At that time, Huang Dan refused on the spot and said he didn't like it.

The gangster wanted to hit Huang Dan, clenched his fists and waved them to the wall, and then squatted on the ground and cried.

Huang Dan said nothing, just lowered his eyelids and looked down at him crying condescendingly.

There were rumors in the class in the second semester, which lasted for a while. Huang Dan knew that the gangster had been off school, and then there was no more.

Huang Dan couldn't remember what the gangster was called, let alone the appearance.

I was not familiar with each other at first, but more than ten years have passed, and even if I face each other, I am still a stranger.

Huang Dan's thoughts were restored. He looked at his watch. At this time, the housekeeper had prepared dinner for him and waited for him to go back and eat.

The night gradually sinks, and more and more people in the community are coming.

Huang Shan kept walking, and he walked through the pavilion without squinting his eyes and walked onto a small path.

A old cough came from the left. Huang Shan turned his head and saw an old man carrying a cardboard box from the car, looking like it was a delivery.

The old man called Huang Dan and shouted again, "Young man, can you help me with your help?"

When he realized that Huang Dan had already taken away the cardboard box from the old man and placed it on the box of the cart.

The old man sighed, "Young man, you are so kind."

Huang Dan didn't know why.

The old man leaned against the wall of the car and took out a pack of cigarettes and threw it out, asking Huang Dan if he wanted it.

Huang Dan shook his head, "Thank you, I won't smoke."

He was very surprised now. He was obviously thinking about going home for dinner, but he didn't know why he came to bring boxes for the old man.

If it were normal, Huang Dan would stop to help when he encountered this situation, but after three inexplicable time travel, he had changed his attitude towards everything in the community.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the box in his hand, Huang Dan seemed to be thinking.

He had moved two boxes and was still in the community and was in the same place, which meant that he was thinking too much.

The old man didn't know what Huang Dan was thinking, so he lit a cigarette, "I've called several people, but none of them were willing to come and help me."

Just after getting enough to smoke, the old man continued to move the boxes, "Young man, which building do you live in? I live in the 11th floor above. If you cook your own food, come to me to buy vegetables and give you some cheaper."

"By the way, this box contains beer. I also sell fruits, meat, buns and steamed buns, and there are so many things."

Huang Dan listened to the old man's nagging and knew that there was a vegetable seller on the 11th floor of Building 27. The housekeeper might not know that he had to go back and talk about this to the other party. In the future, some vegetables would not have to be bought at the vegetable market and could be bought in the community, which was convenient.

There was the last box of beer in the car.

Huang Dan brought the box out of the car, and the sound in his ear changed tone. He was no longer old, but full of energy and extremely impatient. "Hurry up, how much does that box of Xuejin beer cost? Little brother, I have asked you several times, you are talking, brothers are still waiting to drink it!"

He said unconsciously, "Thirty."

The next moment, Huang Dan was stunned.

The community under the night was gone, the old man was gone, and the small carts piled up with a layer of beer were gone. Instead, they were replaced by a small shop with several rows of shelves, and the shirtless man.

Huang Dan was holding a box of beer in his hand. He came to his senses for a while and put the beer on the counter in the glass. He took the fifty given by Dahan and swept it through the banknote detector, opened the drawer and took out four or five pieces for the other party.

The following movements are coherent, which is the influence of this body.

The big man went out with beer in his arms. Huang Dan heard the noise. He turned his head and found a large blue shed outside the convenience store. There were several tables and chairs with wooden nails under the shed. There were several men sitting on one table, and they were in the same group as the big man, fucking the same accent.

Huang Dan sat on the wooden chair, opposite to it was a refrigerated display cabinet, rows of various carbonated drinks were filled with rows of carbonated drinks. His eyes moved to the right, and there were shelves of daily necessities, doors, and turning around were shelves of food, rice, oil and salt. The third shelf was next to him, and there were various snacks and wines piled up on several layers.

The fan above my head was blowing, it was summer again.

During the fourth time travel, Huang Dan was very calm, but he was tired, no matter how tired he was, he really needed a night of sleep, "Mr. System, is it still you?"

System, “Yes.”

Huang Shan asked silently, "Can you help me check it out? How many more times do I need to travel through time?"

System, "Mr. Huang, I'm not hiding it. I've investigated it below and found nothing."

Huang Dan changed his question, "What's the reason for my time travel?"

System, "Sorry, I don't have permissions and can't answer."

Huang Dan knew in his heart that it was the answer, and he had known it for a long time. The reason why he asked was also due to instinct.
To be continued...