Thinking of contacting his 17-year-old self as soon as possible, the sweaty Chen Yu's expression suddenly changed again.
Because his mobile phone, food delivery badge, and electric car were all still left in the villa, including his clothes and shoes.
How can I contact my 17-year-old self as quickly as possible without a mobile phone?
If I change my phone, will the text messages I send still be received by my 17-year-old self?
this……
My heart sank.
My heart felt so cold.
Is this a dead end?
Are you going back to the villa to retrieve your mobile phone at this time? Do you think you died quickly enough?
"day……"
Frustrated, Chen Yu weakly sat back on the big rock, feeling that his future was bleak.
Without lung cancer, he would still have to die.
In this fucking life, is God playing a trick on me? Are you asking me to die in a more exciting way?
He looked up at the night sky speechlessly.
Some new memories emerged in his mind, which made him stunned again, and then he became happy.
Because in this new memory, after his life turned in another direction when he was 17 years old, his smartphone, which had only received mysterious text messages and video calls, was hidden in his bedroom within a few days, and he only used it every day.
Take it out at night to see if you have received any new mysterious text messages or mysterious video call requests.
However, in all these years, that phone has only received one mysterious text message and one video call.
After that, there was no contact again.
Over the years, since he, Chen Yu, was 17 years old, although he often took the initiative to send messages and video call requests to himself, he never received any response.
Fortunately, even so, he has been hiding the mobile phone in his bedroom for these years and has no habit of carrying it with him.
…
Thinking of this, he immediately cheered up and quickly stood up and walked out of the woods, preparing to rush home as soon as possible to get the mobile phone and contact his 17-year-old self as soon as possible.
If the owner of the villa found him first, he would be done with it for the rest of his life.
…
at the same time.
May 5, 2012, evening.
17-year-old Chen Yu was tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep. His mind kept thinking about the text messages he received on his phone more than an hour ago and the mysterious person in the video call.
Who is that guy?
Why does he look so much like my dad?
Could it be that my dad has a long-lost brother?
its not right!
Growing up, I never heard my dad mention that he had a brother. Didn’t he only have two sisters?
That person specially had plastic surgery like that just to tease me?
impossible!
Who is so bored that he would get plastic surgery just to tease me?
impossible!
So...is that what you wear with makeup?
There seems to be such makeup technology in movies and TV shows, but... people with such great makeup skills, how about using such awesome makeup skills to tease me?
Is there any conspiracy against me...or against my family?
That's not the case, right?
My dad is a taxi driver, and my mom is just an ordinary female worker in the factory. My grandpa died early and didn’t leave any great inheritance to our family. Grandma... Grandma doesn’t have any savings, she is just an ordinary person.
old lady.
As for me?
Although I am handsome, there are many people who are more handsome than me! As for why you want to mess with me for this matter?
I can't figure it out.
Distraught, Chen Yu frowned and stood up and sat on the edge of the bed. He stretched out his hand to pull his schoolbag over, took out half a box of cigarettes and a lighter, took one out and put it in his mouth. The lighter made a small flame, ready to light the cigarette.
While doing so, his hand suddenly stopped.
"You will die of lung cancer in your life..."
The words that the mysterious man said to him in the video suddenly echoed in his mind.
Then, he lowered his eyebrows and looked at the cigarette in his mouth. He suddenly didn't dare to light it.
He rolled his eyes, sighed, threw away the lighter, took off the cigarette from his mouth, and stuffed it into the cigarette case.
Smoking him Mobi! How can he smoke happily with this?
Just at this time, the sound of the courtyard door opening was heard outside the window, followed by the sound of footsteps and the sound of dad coughing.
When Chen Yu heard this, he raised his eyebrows, suddenly put on the slippers beside the bed, and strode towards the door.
When he opened the door and walked into the living room, his father Chen Guangzhao happened to come in from the door holding a glass tea cup.
Chen Yu casually turned on the fluorescent lamp in the living room.
The light suddenly turned on, startling Chen Guangzhao, and his footsteps stopped there.
"Dad, are you back? Are you hungry? Do you want me to cook you some noodles?"
Chen Yu, who wanted to ask his father a question, asked shyly.
Chen Guangzhao looked at him strangely, "Eh? Why are you so filial all of a sudden today? The sun is coming out in the west? What's wrong? Did you get into trouble at school again? Was it the teacher who asked you to call your parents again?
Or do you want to ask me for money again?"
As he asked, Chen Guangzhao let out a tired sigh and walked slowly towards the Eight Immortals table in the living room.
One hand is holding the tea cup, and the other is pressing on the waist.
He drives back and has his own taxi, but he doesn't have a taxi license. He mainly travels back and forth between the city and the county town below every day.
Have a fixed group of customers.
If someone wants to take a ride, they will call him.
I can make pretty good money, earning tens of thousands of yuan a month, but it's very hard. I have to be busy until midnight every day. Sometimes, it's one or two in the morning when I get home.
Seeing this, Chen Yu quickly stepped forward, took the tea cup from his father's hand, helped him sit down on the bench, then squeezed his father's shoulders and said with a smile: "No, Dad! Don't keep doing this.
I thought the worst, I didn’t cause any trouble and I still have pocket money, really!”
Chen Guangzhao narrowed his eyes and enjoyed his son's shoulder-squeezing service. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and looked at his son sideways, "Really?"
Chen Yu nodded quickly, "Really! I just want to be filial to you and see what you think of me! Hehe."
Chen Guangzhao still didn't believe it.
"Humph, that's really good! Then we agreed, you'll cook noodles for me later, but don't ask for any conditions!"
Chen Yu blinked, "You won't be paid any hard work?"
Chen Guangzhao snorted coldly, "Look! You still want to ask me for money, right?"
Chen Yu was helpless, "Forget it! If you don't want to give it, just don't give it! Why don't you give it to me if I don't want it? Just wait! I'll cook noodles for you!"
With that said, he walked towards the kitchen.
Chen Guangzhao looked at his son's back in surprise and smiled slightly.
After a while.
Chen Yu was cooking noodles in the kitchen. Chen Guangming came to the kitchen door and leaned on the door frame with his shoulder, "Hey! Brat, how many do you want this time? Tell me the number! If you exceed twenty, you won't have to speak loudly!"
"
Chen Yu, who didn't hear his father's footsteps, turned around in surprise.
After hearing his father's words clearly, Chen Yu looked helpless, "No! Dad, I really didn't ask for money tonight, I, I just wanted to ask... I wanted to ask..."
At this point, he hesitated again.
This aroused Chen Guangming's curiosity, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, "What exactly do you want to ask? Can you fart loudly?"
Chen Yu: "Dad, I just want to ask... do you have any brothers or anything? Brothers! Or cousins who look very similar to you, cousins or something? Do you have any?"
Chen Guangzhao frowned and looked at his son.
After looking at it for a few seconds, he turned around and left, "No! This is what you're asking in the middle of the night? You're crazy! Hurry up and cook the noodles!"