2 02. Regression (1) (1/2)

“Jinhyun? Jinhyun? ”

He frowns. A hard bottom under a thin blanket bothers my back.

“Jinhyun! You have to get up!! ”

“Ugh... Huh? ”

With a high voice, my feet open.

“How long are you going to sleep? It's too late! We have to go to school soon!! ”

It was Aunt Wen.

You're in your forties?

I'm used to frizzy perms and fatigue wrinkles. No, that's not all I'm used to.

“What are you doing? Let's have breakfast and go to school! ”

However, no progress has taken place. Instead, he jaws and opens his mouth.

“Oh, Mother...? You're my mother, aren't you?”

It was definitely my mother!

The problem is that my mother's face has become almost 30 years younger.

Jinhyun's mother frowned.

“Yes, I'm your mother. Now that you're right, get up and eat! ”

Jinhyun shrugged his eyes.

Am I dreaming now?

‘The dream is clear. ’

I pinched my cheeks. But I felt only pain.

”Not a dream? What happened to this? ”

I rushed around, and I noticed a familiar sight.

Old furniture, small rooms. It was a waltzet house where he spent his childhood.

‘That's ridiculous! Yesterday..? ’

I quickly recalled yesterday's memory.

My name is the ratio of the upper (). I will repay you for that. Do you have anything you want? I'll do whatever it takes.

‘Isn't that a lie? ’

But I can't believe you're back in time! Unbelievable.

But it was then.

Exactly!!

“Argh!”

Jinhyun grabbed his head.

The mother who saw the sheep her son was doing was beating on the honeymoon night.

“Don't be dazed, get up and eat!! ”

On a shabby wooden dining table there was a simple bottom dish and barley rice.

And in front of the dining table was a middle-aged man with an unforgettable face.

Jin-hyun suddenly became thirsty.

“Ah, Father..... ”

He was the father who died in the third grade!

My father looked at Hyun with polite eyes.

“Sit down. Let's eat. ”

Hearing that voice, Jin Hyeon opened her eyes.

How much did you miss that poor face, your voice?

How much did you regret being rotten in school?

I wish you had lived a little longer, but I don't know how many times I thought about it.

“Let's eat. ”

I quickly wiped my eyes and sat down.

My mother tilted her head.

“What's wrong with you today? Where are you not feeling well? ”

“Oh, no. ”

Jinhyun hesitated.

“Father, Mother. ”

“Huh?”

“... I love you. ”

Their eyes twitched.

My mother stuttered.

“You, you... Are you really sick? ”

It was my first time in my life when my son said this.

Jinhyun shook his head.

“No, I love you so much. ”

My father replied in a low voice.

“Yes, we love you, too. Let's eat fast. I'll cool off.”

After eating, Jinhyun wore a uniform.

‘This uniform is a Jinjin Middle School uniform... Are you sure I came back from high school? I can't believe she was telling the truth. ’

I still can't believe it.

But this vivid sense proved that he wasn't dreaming.

‘Really... Are you really back? ’

Suddenly his chest swelled up. I can't believe I'm living a new life!

He always lived an unchanged life.

During the academic year, the grades were bullied on the ground and the medical school at the end of the shooter failed to adapt either.

It was difficult to avoid paying, and my life as a surgeon was a failure, at least because I didn't have the support I wanted.

I have never been out of poverty, nor have I ever wished so.

Marriage, which began to be difficult, was eventually divorced, and the hospital was doomed and eventually had late stage cancer.

I won't live this life like that.

As I must succeed, I will live well with my parents.

“Jinhyun!! What are you doing? I'm gonna be late for school!! ”

“Yes, Mother. ”

He hurriedly packed his bookcase. The backpack felt neat.

* * *.

But from the first semester, I was in trouble.

“You studied a lot, didn't you? Put your suitcase in the middle of your desk. ”

Jinhyun was surprised.

What's with the briefcase all of a sudden?

The mate sitting next to me said, I couldn't remember his name because he saw him in a few decades.

“Jinhyun, have you studied a lot? ”

“... What studies? ”

“It's the midterm today. ”

“ ……. ”

Jinhyun lost his horse.

Today's the midterm?

“If you drop your grades, I'll call the classroom, so take a good look. Especially Kim Jin-hyun!”

“... Yes? ”

“If you do it again, you'll die. ”

At the end of the day, the whole class was raised.

Jinhyun's face turned red.

The test paper on the gang is half-turned.

Jin Hyeon with the test paper blinked. It was a national park.

Who are the people involved in the breeding program, the Military Revolutionary Party, the provincial 8th degree reorganization, and the dispatch of the local authorities?

Who was it? Tae-zo, Tae-jong? Sejong? ’

I've been a shooter, but it's been over twenty years since I lost my hand. Of course I didn't remember any of it.

At least what was better was English.

Medical studies and medical knowledge are all in English, so they're not as good as native speakers.

Mathematics, language, and science also relied on confusing memories to unravel their development.

But the rest of the subjects were extermination.

What is the principle of argon gas in the glass sphere of an incandescent bulb?

What is the application of the Swordwave in radio circuits?