Chang H's mother is forty-two years old this year, and the years have already crept up on her face, and "she" is staring at the familiar yet unfamiliar "self" in the bathroom mirror with her eyes wide open.
This... what on earth is going on! How did she, she, she become like her daughter?!
People of the older generation say that strange powers can cause chaos. A series of random and terrifying thoughts flashed through Chang H's mother's mind. But as a mother, the first thing she thought of was - she is here, so where is her daughter?
Chang H's mother gasped and was so panicked that she wanted to run home immediately. It was the place she was most familiar with and where she felt the safest.
"Chang H, it's been a whole class, are you okay?"
Chang H's mother was stunned, and then realized that her daughter was still in her third year of high school, and she couldn't just ask for leave. Her whole body was in a mess, her heart was beating fast in her chest, and the people in the toilet didn't respond for a long time, and the people waiting outside
Finally, he looked at the door vigorously: "Hey - can you hear me? You didn't faint, did you?"
"I...I'm fine, I just have cramps in my feet." Chang H's mother finally spoke in a trembling voice.
"If you have nothing to do, come back to class as soon as possible. I'm leaving first."
When the people outside left, Chang H's mother looked at herself in the mirror, and finally pinched herself so hard that she almost burst into tears.
This is not a dream!
No longer able to hide in the toilet, Chang H's mother could only return to her seat in a daze. She randomly took out a book and spread it out. She didn't recognize any of the words on it.
"Chang h! This is a math class, what are you doing with an English book!"
The teacher's stern voice sounded, and Chang H's mother was startled. She rummaged for a long time, and then she saw a pile of books half an arm high, with the classification of "mathematics" written on it.
She randomly took out a book. When the teacher took a look at it, his face became even more ugly: "Is this what we talked about in the last class?"
"ah?"
This math class for Chang H's mother was like listening to a book from heaven. Because she didn't listen carefully in class, the teacher even called her to the office for questioning after class.
Chang H's mother tried her best to imitate her daughter and after dealing with the teacher, she came out of the office, walked into the class, and started class again.
This time, I took a physics class.
Similarly, there was a thick pile of physics books and review materials. She couldn't tell what was what, so she sat in the classroom like a fool.
At the end of the day, Chang H's mother felt extremely tired.
It's not physical exhaustion, but mental exhaustion. Does a senior high school student have to do so many things?
Chang H’s mother did not go to high school. She started working after graduating from junior high school. She and her husband had average academic performance. After working in the factory for more than ten years, they were laid off and opened a small shop by themselves. The profit was very low.
, the income earned is just enough.
She suffered the disadvantage of being uneducated, and Chang H's mother didn't want her daughter to be as hopeless as them. As long as she got into a good university and had a decent job in the future, she wouldn't have to be so tired.
She feels that everything she does is for her daughter. Even if she is misunderstood by her daughter now, it doesn't matter to her. As long as her daughter lives well in the future, it will be better than anything else.
But soon, Chang H's mother no longer had time to think about anything.
The life of a senior high school student is very tiring and hard. Parents all know it, but how hard is it exactly? Perhaps only those who have truly experienced it can have a say.
At around five o'clock in the morning in early winter, people started to get up in the dormitory. At almost six o'clock, everyone got up. After hurriedly washing up, there was still morning exercise.
After the exercise, there will be a half-hour breakfast time, but most students are in a hurry. Some people seize this time to memorize vocabulary words. When they get to class, it is morning reading time. It is not long, only a quarter of an hour, but for reading everything
For Chang H’s mother who didn’t understand, it was a long period of torture.
However, she soon discovered that this was just the beginning.
I had five classes in a row in the morning, none of which were repeated. When I finally got to lunch break, I would be held back by various test papers and homework. When the day's classes were finally finished, I was informed that there would be classes in the evening.
There is an in-class test.
Chang H's mother did not dare to ruin her daughter's "reputation", so she could only pretend to work hard, but she could fake her appearance, but not her knowledge. Under the test, "she" revealed her true form.
Today's teachers certainly don't scold, but their gentle words of comfort and concern make people feel even more uncomfortable. At least Chang H's mother feels like she's sitting on pins and needles.
Feeling so ashamed that she wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground, the teacher finally let "Chang H" go.
Back in the dormitory, Chang H's roommates were still busy, washing up, doing homework, and when they hurriedly went to bed, the lights went out.
"Chang H, you have to be the last one to sleep today. Don't flush the toilet, it will wake people up!"
"Ah?" Chang H's mother was stunned.
"Just yesterday, you used to go to bed at one or two o'clock. If you continue like this, will you still be able to tolerate it?"
Chang H’s mother can no longer hear anything. Her daughter goes to school at one or two in the morning every day? How can she tolerate this?!
But the person on the bed opposite had already turned over, took out a flashlight and was reading.
Darkness shrouded the small dormitory, and there was a faint ray of light in each quilt. Chang H's mother was lying on the quilt, feeling bitter or something.
She was sitting in the classroom today. The books on the table and the books in the bookcases on the floor were all very well-opened. In addition to various exercise books, there were also test papers, which were stacked one after another, with careful notes on them.
Fine markings.
Maybe she shouldn't scold her daughter for not working hard. Why didn't she pay attention to this when she came to parent-teacher conferences in the past?
After five whole days of "life worse than death" on campus, from May 3rd to Wang Houxiong to a certain Xiao's test paper, Chang H's mother withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But after knowing that she could go home after school today, her mood suddenly became full of anticipation.
Her daughter should be at home, right?
With such a heart in mind, Chang H’s mother returned home carrying a basket of test papers.
Well, it will be good when we get home. My daughter usually studies so hard, so she should be nicer to her in the future.
With such a mood, Chang H's mother took the key and opened the door of Chang's house.
"I'm back!"
Then, Chang H’s mother saw “himself”.
She saw that she was holding her mobile phone, with a scowl on her face and a shrill voice, just like the evil mother-in-law in her favorite mother-in-law and daughter-in-law drama: "You still know how to come back! What happened to you this week! Your teacher is following
I told you, if you don’t listen well in class, don’t do your homework after class, and get zero marks on the exam, are you going to piss me off to death? Ah!”
"No, I..."
"You dare to quibble! Why have you become so rebellious! I did it all for your own good. Look at yourself now. How do you look like a senior in high school? You are so leisurely when you come back, and you don't look nervous at all!"
This is...her?
Chang H's mother froze on the spot, her familiar admonitions still ringing in her ears. Why do these words sound so harsh and unpleasant now?
Why are you still talking? She has already tried her best! Is it her fault that she scored zero on the exam? She hasn’t gone to school for a long time, and she doesn’t understand math, physics and chemistry at all!
Chang H's mother finally got her involved. From the moment she entered the house to the time she ate, she could hear the nagging voice of "herself", saying that it was difficult to make money and that things were expensive, and kept talking about studying.
Every minute, every second, I was frantically hinting to my daughter that she should work hard.
If she doesn't work hard, she will be sorry for her efforts as a mother.
Chang H's mother did not feel happy when she returned to Chang's home. On the contrary, she felt even more uncomfortable than at school.
She was a "regular" in school, but was embarrassed by the knowledge. But when she returned home, she...
It's so uncomfortable.
The two days on the weekend were as uncomfortable as going to jail.
But two days later, Chang H’s mother had to return to campus.
It was like a vicious cycle, going home from campus, and then back to campus, without stopping for a moment, without a chance to breathe. She even felt that "she" was ugly. Finally one day, she collapsed on the campus playground.
.
Before she fell into unconsciousness, she saw a lonely figure standing on the high rooftop of the school.
That's...her daughter!
Chang H's mother immediately woke up, and then saw "herself" not far away. She saw "herself" bursting into tears listening to her daughter's accusations, and said, "Mom, it's all for your own good, please don't jump."
What to dance for?
"Bang--"
Some warm liquid was sprinkled on her face, and Chang H's mother finally couldn't help shouting: "No--"
Suddenly awakened, Chang H's mother sat up from the bed, next to her husband who was still sleeping soundly.
She rushed to the toilet and turned on the light in the toilet. In the small room, she saw her aging face.
Surprisingly, it feels familiar yet strange.
"What's wrong with you? You're up so late at night?" Chang H's father said as he woke up drowsily.
Chang H's mother was sitting on the ground. The dream just now was too real, so real that it hurt, as if it was a prediction: "His father, do you think I am too... strict with our daughter?"
Chang H's father had already fallen asleep. He grunted, turned over, and gave Chang H's mother a back.
**
On the other side of Hong Kong, Tan Zhao didn't fall asleep either.
There are always some messy functions in the system mall, all of which need to be redeemed with the time he has accumulated. In fact, he has experienced the fantasy world and knows how to enter dreams, but because he cannot practice it in this small world, he cannot use his magic power.
Chang H's mother entered the "Real Dream", which he bought in the system mall using his earned time.
System: Didn’t you say that money is like a bastard, and it won’t come if you don’t spend it~
[…]
System: Aren't you curious about what she dreamed about?
[If you are not curious, don’t try to trick me into spending money!]
System: The dreaming technique will develop according to the character's true personality. After you set the "you go, you go" start, Chang H's mother enters the role of daughter...
[Don’t listen, don’t listen, the bastard chants sutra:).]