"Zhiming? Zhiming, wake up quickly, why are you sleeping here?"

I was called by a voice in a daze. I seemed to be awake but not awake. My mind was drowsy and my heart muttered, Zhiming? Are you calling me? No one has called me for a long time, they all called me Koizumi...

"Wake up quickly! Go home and fall asleep!"

A strange but familiar voice sounded again, and I wondered, who was it? Who was calling my previous name?

"Really, why are you so tired? Get the last day of summer vacation and have fun?"

Summer vacation? The more I listened, the more confused I became, but my head was dizzy and it was really hard to think. I just felt that I was easily pulled up by someone, and then I fell asleep again and knew nothing.

When I woke up again, it was already at night when it was already unknown. Another vague moonlight shone through the window with curtains, and the light in the room was dim.

My throat was so dry and thirsty that I was about to smoke. I sat up and wanted to find some water to drink. Suddenly I realized something was wrong, and my whole body was stiff and I stood there motionlessly.

This is a very small room, which feels a bit stuffy. Under the ray of moonlight shining through the gaps of the curtains, you can vaguely see the decorations in the room, old-fashioned cabinets, iron beds, antique writing desks, and there is a square and large thing on it. If you carefully identify it, an old-fashioned radio?!

This seems to be the way my room in the old house used to look like? I have lived in this small house for nearly ten years, and it is impossible to make a mistake. There are also the yellow curtains hanging on the windows, exactly the same as before. Am I dreaming?

The right temple was pounding, and I subconsciously raised my hand and rubbed it. The place I touched by my hand felt so painful. It felt clear and real. I quickly withdrew my hand, took a breath, calmed down, and suddenly spread my hands in front of me to watch.

This is a pair of children's hands! A pair of very familiar hands are my hands when I was a child! After looking at my body, I became the one I had when I was a child!

My mind was suddenly in a mess. It took me a long time to come back to my senses from the impact. My first thought was, what the hell is going on!

I had a great headache. I tried hard to recall what happened before. In the afternoon, I won nothing again. Then I found a place to drink some wine alone. I must have been drunk because I couldn't remember whether I went home or not.

Someone seemed to be preaching me in the middle, as if I was taught a lesson that life should rely on skills rather than luck, and I cannot rely on lottery or other words, but I can't remember who it is.

Then I don’t know how long it took, someone called me again. This person called me by my previous name Zhiming, and mentioned some things about summer vacation. Later, it was now. When I woke up, I inexplicably became small arms and calves and ran to the old house!

No! It’s not that I’m getting smaller, my room is not like this long ago, and the old house was rented out a few years ago! There is another situation in front of me, it should be a time retracement, and I went back a long time ago!

Fortunately, I have been in good health since I was a child and did not faint because I could not bear the stimulation. I barely calmed down, sweating, got out of bed with weak hands and feet, walked to the desk and looked at the desk calendar.

August 28, 1988, Sunday... Time has been going back 20 years...

So, I went back 20 years ago and turned back into a young hairy child who was only eight years old!

August 28, 1988? I suddenly realized that during my sleepiness, when I was preached for the first time, I was the one who bought the lottery at the end of the Olympics. The second time someone said that I was in the last crazy summer vacation, I had already run back to this year of 1988! Today is the last Sunday of August, the last day of summer vacation, and the school will start tomorrow. In terms of time, I will be a third-grade primary school student tomorrow!

At this time, 20 years ago, I should have lie in bed and sleep honestly! Since there is no other me in the room now, it means that I am still the only me, but my memory and my soul have completely changed!

My heart was beating rapidly, and this sudden situation made me helpless. This is not a dream. I really went back to the past like the protagonist in a science fiction story! Can life really be repeated? The joke of fate finally ended? Did I go back to 8 at the age of 28? Or did I have a 20-year-old dream of Zhuang Zhou? Is it Zhuang Zhou who dreams of butterfly or did it dream of Zhuang Zhou?

As I thought about it, my head hurts again, and it seems like it is about to explode. I force myself not to think about anything first, calm down and then talk about it, but I fall asleep again without realizing it.

I don’t know how long it took, but when I woke up again, I found that my head didn’t hurt much. I was still in the room before I fell asleep. It seemed that a cool breeze was coming outside the window. It might have been late at night.

I was still in the old room, with my little arms and legs. It seemed that I was not a dream anymore. I endured the excitement and accepted the reality. I got off the bed, turned on the desk lamp on the desk, and looked in the mirror in front of the cabinet under the light.

In the mirror was a familiar and unfamiliar little boy. He had a roughly long position and was shiny and messy black, with two big eyes and bright eyes, a small face and a clear and cute eyes, a healthy, strong and symmetrical body, but a little shorter, and there was no disadvantage.

It's not bad, I couldn't help but take a look at it again. I found the problem when I opened my mouth. When I opened my mouth, I could see that my teeth were not very good. There was no way. This was because I was too greedy when I was a child and I ate too much candy. But it didn't matter. Now I can do it again. There is also a chance to change my teeth, and I have plenty of time to correct it.

I was very satisfied with my image. I bared my teeth and smiled at the mirror with a stiff expression. I sorted out my messy hair. When I touched the right ear upward, I found something was wrong. I looked at the mirror carefully and my heart suddenly stumbled. The forgotten memories came like a tide, and I suddenly remembered many things.

Because today is the last day before the third grade starts, I remember the time when this happened very clearly! The person who said that I was crazy about the summer vacation and asked me to get up and go home was Uncle Wang, the neighbor downstairs of my house. I fainted when someone hit me with a stone. Uncle Wang thought I was just asleep when he saw me, and then sent me back!

Uncle Wang is not stupid, and he can't even tell whether he is unconscious or asleep. Before I went out to play, I secretly drank half a bottle of red wine from home. Uncle Wang smelled the smell of wine on me and thought I was drunk and fell asleep! Because he only has a daughter, he likes boys very much, so he treats me very well. He is afraid that my mother will scold me for drinking secretly, so he never told my parents about this!

I didn't understand at that time, but ten years later I figured it out that the impact of the stone brought me a short period of amnesia. The memories I had been sent back by Uncle Wang were forgotten after waking up. I thought it was because of drinking alcohol, but in fact it was a slight concussion symptom!

After thinking of this experience, my heart suddenly became complicated. Could it be that stone that left a archive for my life? In that case, should I take revenge on that stone that I had a concussion, or should I thank him?
Chapter completed!