Chapter 1 (2/2)

“I haven’t seen my parents in a while. Maybe I’ll stop by and spend the night.”

Still slightly drunk from the party, Chen Hansheng suddenly turned his wheel and a bright white light shone through his window. Chen Hansheng could not react in time as he passed out to the sound of a loud boom.

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“Hansheng, wake up quickly. The bus is about to arrive.”

Chen Hansheng woke up in a daze to the sound of a voice as bright sunshine shone into his eyes. His head still hurt from the hangover.

“Damn it, don’t drink so much next time.”

Chen Hansheng frowned and cursed at himself.

“Well, we did have a high school class reunion last night and everyone had a lot to drink. Besides, it’s okay for you to get drunk when your love didn’t work out.”

The one who spoke was a young man around seventeen or eighteen years old. He was slightly plump and had dark skin. He grinned again. “Didn’t I already tell you not to confess to Xiao Rongyu? Why did you have to insist on doing it anyway? Look where that got you.

“There are so many men that are going after her. You don’t even stand a chance.”

The boy seemed to be gloating over Chen Hansheng’s misfortune. When the latter stared at him unhappily, he asked, “What? Are you getting mad at me for talking bad about Xiao Rongyu?

“We grew up together but you’ve only been high school classmates with her for three years. I suggest that you treat what happened last night as memory and let it drift away with the wind.”

Chen Hansheng knew that there would be no end to his nagging, so he interrupted the boy. “Who are you?”

“Me?!”

The boy was surprised, then quickly became angry. When the cab arrived at the station, he pulled the limping Chen Hansheng out of the car and loudly said, “Does being lovelorn give you amnesia? I’m your good friend, Wang Zibo. Do you remember your name? You’re Chen Hansheng.”

“Wang Zibo?”

Chen Hansheng did have a good friend named Wang Zibo, but he was not in the country at the moment.

“Isn’t Wang Zibo in Iraq?”

“F*cking Chen Hansheng, are you cursing me to die early?”

But Chen Hansheng had fallen silent as he stared at a reflection in the car window. Why was a young teenager with a slight mustache and beard staring back at him? The person in the reflection looked slightly familiar too.

He quickly looked around him. The sky was blue and cloudless. Dust flew just slightly above the road under the sunlight. The loudspeakers of a barbershop nearby were playing some loud music of a different era.

“Fine, I’ll accompany you to watch the meteor shower and let your tears fall on my shoulder.”

Something clicked in his head and Chen Hansheng suddenly felt a little dizzy. He had experienced this scene before. His stomach started to churn and Chen Hansheng ran to the side of the road to vomit.

Wang Zibo did not mind. He walked over and patted his back to comfort him. “It’ll be fine once you’re done vomiting.”

Chen Hansheng gradually became clear-headed. His memories of Wang Zibo finally came back to him.

“Where are we going now?” Chen Hansheng raised his head with difficulty.

“To get our university admission letters from school.”

Wang Zibo was no longer surprised by Chen Hangsheng’s antiques. They had known each other for a long time and told each other everything.

Chen Hansheng finally remembered this scene. It was true. If his memories served him well, they were on their way to collect their university admission letter from the school. He was in the second batch of admissions while Wang Zibo was in the first batch of admissions.

This was not 2019. This was 2002.

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