My Return to Life

"Wow~"

A pile of books fell to the ground, making a sound.

Fang Nian woke up suddenly, and asked subconsciously.

"Where are you?"

As he said that, Fang Nian looked to the left, his pupils shrank.

The old-fashioned windows with wooden fences greet you.

The traces of the years are mottled on the narrow window rails.

A young face was reflected on the windowpane, with hair more than a finger long combed upwards in a swaggering manner.

Fang Nian's heart was shaken, and he looked at him calmly on the surface: short sleeves, jeans, and the skin on his bare arms was tanned by the sun.

This is completely different from his usual appearance.

Looking into the room again, there are untidy desks, piles of books, and unfinished chalk dust on the blackboard in front of him.

No one was there.

The right side is the aisle, and Fang Nian is sitting in the second-to-last position in the seventh group, which is the only single row.

From the sunlight that came in with long shadows, Fang Nian felt the loneliness of being alone in the empty and silent classroom before dusk.

He stood up, shook his stiff right hand, and picked up the books scattered on the floor.

Fang Nian saw the mobile phone hidden in the corner of the pile of books.

The local gold frame is matched with black physical buttons, with a recessed touch screen and a rear camera.

High-end, atmospheric, high-end, but fake.

There was no password set on the phone, and after pressing the button to unlock it, Fang Nian saw the time displayed on the screen:

July 21, 2008 at 18:32.

Fang Nian rubbed his face swollen from sleeping on his stomach: "I didn't drink alcohol, I didn't drive by myself, I didn't suffer from serious illness, my parents were healthy, I wasn't impoverished, and I lived a good life..."

"I just fell asleep in my car, how could I be reborn?!"

He clearly remembered that after attending a certain business summit, because the driver was replaced by her, he simply decided to go home and took a short rest on the way...

Waking up is now.

Nostrils fluttered, and the familiar light fragrance could no longer be smelled.

The perpetual calendar timepiece of the Audemars Piguet Code11.59 series that she gave on her left wrist is gone.

As a master writer of internet literature, Fang Nian is no stranger to the word "rebirth".

Even his famous work is Rebirth.

In my original life, there was cash that was so exaggerated that it could barely be called a flow.

When you go out, you will be greeted by people, and you will be flattered at the wine table. When you want to drink, someone will accompany you to have fun, and when you don't want to drink, you can hold your glass at any time.

Every time a dish is served, someone will take the initiative to turn to him and let him taste it first.

There is someone who has been with her for a long time but is not a lover...she.

Although the years before fame were unknown, they were not sad.

Life in the future may add another zero to the assets.

Maybe it stops here, and the wealth extends to the younger generations...

"Gulu~"

Physiological hunger brought Fang Nian back to reality.

Leaving the empty classroom, walking in the unfamiliar with the familiar campus of Tangli No. 8 Middle School, even the hustle and bustle has a tangy youthful flavor.

The school cafeteria was closed, and Fang Nian walked into the small shop based on his memory.

I took a bucket of instant noodles and two ham sausages, and went to the counter to pay.

"Six dollars."

"I'll sweep you..."

Fang Nian took out his mobile phone, then put it back resentfully.

He touched the pocket of the cowboy, found a five yuan and one one piece from his butt pocket, and handed them to the boss.

Skillfully find a boiling water bottle on the desk at the door, pour water for instant noodles.

A few minutes later, Fang Nian finished his dinner by the long stairs leading to the playground.

"Huh~"

After eating the last mouthful of noodles, Fang Nian let out a long breath.

He casually wiped his mouth with his hands, and looked up at the gradually darkening sky.

"It's good to enjoy the tail of youth again."

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Walking into the classroom with the sound of the evening self-study bell,

There were a dozen or so vacant seats scattered in the classroom, and the rest were full of people.

Sitting in his seat, Fang Nian took out the money in his trouser pocket and counted it.

A total of 92 yuan.

Not surprisingly, this is the family situation at this time.

Remembering that the fare from Tangli home was 5 yuan, Fang Nian took out a 5 yuan ticket from the change and put it aside.

After thinking about it, he took out another twenty yuan and put it on the other side.

Finally, he put the rest of the money back into his trouser pocket.

Although it may not be possible to spend all the remaining money, Fang Nian is used to backing up a little more.

Pulling out the math textbook, Fang Nian heard a small communication sound next to him.

"...Have you noticed that the people in the class have changed a lot after entering the third year of high school?"

"What change?"

A new voice was added.

"Tsk, look in the middle..."

"Girls are starting to learn how to dress up, and the jeans are so tight~"

"Hey... Really, it seems that I have grown up overnight, especially... tsk tsk tsk."

"..."

Talking about such a topic, a group of boys sitting in the back row immediately became energetic.

The expression on his face gradually became indescribable.

From the last row to the last three rows, from the fifth group to the seventh group.

Except for Fang Nian, everyone participated in this topic.

When Fang Nian opened the first chapter of the textbook, someone called him in a low voice.

"Ah Nian, why don't you tell me?"

With a familiar tone, Fang Nian turned his head to look over in response.

In the third-to-last position of the sixth group, the teenager sitting on the desk was looking back.

He is strong, not fat, with a crew cut and small eyes.

Casual trousers with floral short sleeves.

Fang Nian immediately remembered his name: Li Annan.

This is one of the few high school classmates who can immediately remember the names of Fang Nian in the hour after his rebirth.

Also a friend of his in high school.

Hearing Li Annan's question, Fang Nian's face remained normal, and he said calmly, "It's just a young girl who hasn't grown up yet. There's nothing to say."

The mature tone stunned the other boys including Li Annan.

The voice who first raised the topic said in a daze, "Fang Nian, you won't..."

"Go online for nothing, you know more than me." Fang Nian replied.

"How do you know how to go online?"

Fang Nian looked at these eyes full of curiosity, and answered patiently with a serious tone.

"I know some teachers who teach and solve puzzles. If you find them, you will naturally understand."

"what?"

Immediately, someone hurriedly asked.

"Hurry up, tell us quickly!"

The tone became more urgent one by one.

Fang Nian's lips moved slightly, spit out names such as Daqiao, and said.

"I don't really understand your interests. You have to explore on your own. You can try 3w. () Diankang."

"Hurry up, hurry up and try with your phone."

"Wow……"

"..."

At this time, a girl in the front left suddenly turned her head and looked back: "Can you speak softly, I can hear what you are saying!"

At this time, Fang Nian had already turned his gaze back to the textbook.

There was no wave on his face.

It was not at all obvious that it was his few words just now that made everyone's movements, including breathing, rapid.

And Li Annan and the others still had traces of wretchedness on their faces.

The girl who turned her head curled her lips and rolled her eyes in disgust: "Hmph, a bunch of perverts!"

Then he took a deep look at Fang Nian who seemed to be in the state of learning all the time, and couldn't help but say something: "Fang Nian won't be with you!"

Li Annan: "??!"

Other boys: "?!!!!"

What kind of discrimination is this?

It is obvious that Fang Nian is causing trouble, so why should we be called perverts!

When the girl turned around, everyone looked at Fang Nian in a different way.

"Awesome!" Li Annan even gave a thumbs up.

Fang Nian ignored them.

Girls who are shy and angry will only roll their eyes and whisper a word about the beautiful youthful age of perverts.

Tell Fang Nian that it is now 2008, not 2021.

And I am about to turn 17...