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Chapter 2 Time Travel

"I...of course not..." Ouyang Hai was about to refute immediately. If Li Jie saw through it at this time, he might really have no shame.

"Let me finish?" Li Jie smiled gloomy at this time, and the smile made Ouyang Hai's heart even more frightened.

"Actually, Ouyang, to be honest, as a man, I really admire your infatuation and loyalty, but do you know? If you can be a little more low-key, I will admire you even more. Love that is too expectant can only be considered self-indulgent! In my opinion, your infatuation is no different from the shamelessness of a gangster." Every time Li Jie said something, Ouyang Hai's face turned pale. Finally, when he took out a white notebook, Ouyang Hai's pupils suddenly dilated, and his face was no longer rosy.

"Do you want me to read it?" Li Jie asked Ouyang Hai softly, "I can recite many love poems inside!"

"What is that?" After seeing Ouyang Hai's ugly face, Mi Xuan seemed to think of something, and frowned with some concern.

"This book was bought from the people who collected the scrap books when I graduated from junior high school. Guess what it is?" Li Jie asked. After seeing no one answered, he announced with satisfaction, "This book is a love letter written by Ouyang Dacaizi. The whole book records his love for Mi Xuan! You are my world, and I just cry for you alone... Alas, for so many years, I have taken time to read it every day. Every time I read it, I feel that the author of this book is too infatuated."

After Li Jie finished speaking, everyone in the audience was noisy. Ouyang Hai's body shook and almost fell down. Li Jie's follower Wang Tao immediately answered and said, "Oh my God, boss, this kid is too overestimating his abilities. He actually wrote so many love letters for Mi Xuan?"

"What do you know? This is what people call infatuation... delusion, haha..."

"Li Jie, you're enough." Seeing Ouyang Hai's increasingly unsightly eyes, Mi Xuan finally stood up, "You are too much, why do you have to trample on other people's self-esteem?"

"I'm too much? It's you. After so many years, I'm so kind to you, you don't even look at me directly. What's the good thing about him? Why have you only cared about this guy since the beginning!" Li Jie didn't continue acting, and pointed the book at Ouyang Hai, "What are you? You deserve to compete with me for women? Is Mi Xuan the fantasy of someone like you? Let's go back and be your worker. I advise you not to even like her!"

"...Mi Xuan, everyone, I'm sorry... I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, that, I'll leave first." After saying that, Ouyang Hai ran out of the box with his trembling body.

"Ouyang..." Mi Xuan first glared at Li Jie when she saw her, then picked up the book and ran out of the box.

"Hmph, a ridiculous worker." Li Jie cursed and turned to his classmates and said, "Don't affect your mood for a villain, keep singing!"

"Yes, that guy is not worth our pain. Come on, let's continue." Wang Tao also smiled and agreed.

Although that's the case, some people's views on Li Jie are completely different. Compared to Ouyang Hai, everyone did not think that he was wrong. What if they like Mi Xuan? School beauty, who doesn't like it? They've gotten in the way of you? In order to mock him, he actually published his ** and humiliated him. Now he still looks like you are not in trouble, and his heart is so irrelevant...

"Ouyang...Ouyang..." Mi Xuan finally caught up with Ouyang Hai who had left and gasped, "You really don't give face and leave just by leaving."

"...I'm sorry." Ouyang Hai didn't know how to face Mi Xuan, so he could only lower his head and apologize.

"Are you okay? Li Jie is like this, don't care about him." Mi Xuan smiled faintly, but unfortunately her comforting words were not that effective.

"Well... I know, if you have nothing to do, I'll leave first, and there is still a lot of work to do. Miss Mi should go back quickly, so as not to worry them." Ouyang Hai kept his head down, and his tone seemed to be trying to separate the relationship between him and Mi Xuan from a faint tone.

"You...you said nothing, why are you so distracted?"

"I didn't find it strange. We weren't that familiar, right?"

"Look at me."

“…”

"Look at me!"

Unfortunately, no matter what Mi Xuan said, Ouyang Hai never looked at her.

"Ouyang, I'm angry if you do this again."

"..." Ouyang Hai turned his head, took a deep breath, and said, "Go back, I want to be alone."

"Do you like me?"

"……no"

"Then what's going on with this book?" Mi Xuan took out the white notebook and asked.

“…that’s not mine.”

"Oh, if you say so, I'll accept this book."

"...If you want to take it, take it. It's not my business, I'll leave." After that, Ouyang Hai immediately ran away, and he wanted to escape to a place without Mi Xuan.

"Ouyang Hai, you... you coward!" Behind him, Mi Xuan's voice was vaguely visible, but how could Ouyang Hai, who was rolling on his chest, care?

"God, do you look down on me too... You said, why do I dare not admit it even if I like someone? Haha, now, all the face and dignity are gone." Looking at the meteor showers that are constantly underground in the sky, although beautiful, in Ouyang Hai's eyes, the more beautiful things are, the more obvious it can reflect his current embarrassment. Ouyang Hai pointed to the night sky drunk and cursed, "Ouyang Hai, you are just an arrogant idiot, coward, coward..."

After scolding for a long time, Ouyang Hai began to get tired. He didn't know how long the meteor shower lasted. In short, he felt that all the meteors he should have seen in his life had been watched tonight. "How great it would be if someone could watch with me!" With a wry smile, Ouyang Hai wanted to raise his tired body, but he tried it, but in the end he could only lie on the grass powerlessly.

"You can make a wish when you see a meteor, but can you make a lot of wish when you see a meteor shower?" Ouyang Hai, who had no movement, smiled foolishly, "If it can be realized, then I just need a wish to come true." After that, Ouyang Hai's eyelids began to fail to support him. At the last moment of closing his eyes, he seemed to see a white light flying towards him...

The next day, as soon as the sky was dawn, the young man slowly opened his eyes and turned around. After seeing the familiar scenery around him, he touched his head and said, "When did you get home?" And so on. As soon as he finished speaking, he was surprised to find that his beautiful magnetic voice was gone, replaced by a slightly tender voice, as if he was still in the voice change period. "Have you caught a cold?" No, the young man looked around again, and now he was really a little confused. "Home is indeed home, but why has the decoration changed? It seems... it was the decoration from several years ago, right?" Of course, this young man was Ouyang Hai.

Ouyang Hai got out of bed and walked around. When his eyes turned to a pot of plants, he was completely stunned. "Mom!" His first reaction was to scream mom...

"What's wrong?" A familiar voice came downstairs, which relieved Ouyang Hai's nerves a little. However, when he saw his mother, his originally Panasonic nerves tensed a lot again. "Mom, why are you so young? What skin care products have you used?"

"Go, come less." Xu Hui heard his son's question, thought it was his disguised praise and scolded, "Don't think that just by praising me, you can offset your task. Let me tell you that after you finish all your homework tomorrow, you still have to sell your mother things."

"Hey, let's take a look first, why did the things in this room be moved back to their original state? Didn't you say it's inconvenient? Also, why is this pot of carnations still here? Didn't you die long ago? Or did you buy another pot?"

"What are you talking about? Isn't this always like this house? Didn't this pot of flowers beside me yesterday and asked me to buy it for you? How could it die? Don't talk about the topic. You must finish your homework today and tomorrow!" Xu Hui asked, her son's behavior seemed a bit abnormal.

"Oh, let's talk about that. I couldn't have wanted this pot of flowers. I didn't go home yesterday... Wait, mom, you... what did you say just now? Homework, what homework?"

"Yes, you guy, you want to be careless again, right? I tell you, you must finish your winter vacation homework..."

"What, winter vacation?" Ouyang Hai immediately said "bang" in his mind.

"...Xiaohai, what's wrong with you?" Xu Hui finally felt that her son was not pretending anymore and asked.

"Mom...that, I understand. I can do my homework. You... don't work too hard..." After a long time, Ouyang Hai stuttered.

Xu Hui breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's good that you know, Xiaohai, you are already in the third year of junior high school now. With your grades, your mother doesn't force you to get into a key high school in the market. You still have to work hard in the ordinary high school, right? You just think it's for your mother, okay?"

Another "bang" sound, Ouyang Hai tried hard to light his head naturally. When he saw his mother Xu Hui completely disappear into his eyes, he finally broke out.

"This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible, this is not scientific at all. It must be a dream. By the way, it must be a dream! Wake up, hurry up, wake up!" But no matter how Ouyang Hai knocked his head, he could only feel severe pain. "Haha, when can even dreams feel such real pain?"

Although he didn't want to admit it, he did travel through time...

"How did I come back?" No matter how I think about it, Ouyang Hai can only recall his yesterday... I just went to see a meteor shower. Unexpectedly, after watching the meteor shower, I actually returned to the third year of junior high school eight years ago! "As long as all this is true, that is, Ouyang Hai is now sixteen years old and just passed the winter vacation of the third year of junior high school. That is to say, Ouyang Hai is not a 24-year-old bachelor, Ouyang Hai is not a working person who graduated from an ordinary junior college, Ouyang Hai... I, Ouyang Hai, is a student of the third year of junior high school." The fear disappeared, and it all changed into excitement and excitement. "Great, great, I'm actually back. God, thank you for not dreaming. If it's a dream, I won't wake up!"
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