Finish your meal.

    I washed the dishes.

    Clean up the kitchen.

    Tang Qing is carrying two bottles of iced beer.

    With a folding chair, came to the roof of the rental house.

    There are 16 floors in this building. They live on the top floor. It''s very close. And few people come to the top floor at night. It''s very quiet, except for the whistle from afar.

    Wang Qiang went to chat with his wife.

    I just got pregnant this month.

    Baby, No.

    Last week.

    When Tang Qing received the news that Wang Yan was going to get married, she thought she could accept it calmly today, but obviously, when it really happened, she couldn''t cheat her heart.

    Although he wanted to wish her happiness,

    he found that there was still a gloomy air in his heart, but it could not be dispersed for a long time, was he unwilling? hate to part with or use? Or can''t you let it go? Or... This may be life!

    Tang Qing comforted himself.

    Although he knew it was all bullshit.

    How can a man cheat his heart.

    Lie on the couch.

    Looking at the lights in the surrounding buildings.

    As well as the city in the distance, which makes the whole night sky a little red, Tang Qing feels strange and far away. He feels that the city has nothing to do with him, and even Tang Qing feels like he wants to take advantage of the wind to go back.

    So far.

    Tang Qing thought it was a little funny.

    Do you want to be an immortal if you are a civilian with a big fart?

    It''s about the same at night.

    He shook his head vigorously to dispel the idea of "brain damage".

    Take out the lighter.

    I lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. He has given up smoking for five years, which he took from Wang Qiang. He only felt a strong burning sensation spread to his lungs.

    "Cough..."

    He hasn''t smoked for a long time, and he still doesn''t adapt.

    But after all, there are also a few years of smoking age, smoking a few mouthfuls, the body will adapt.

    His thoughts travel through time and space.

    After graduating from junior high school.

    Tang Qing thought life would be more brilliant and beautiful.

    However.

    A car accident shattered his dream.

    It was June 2005.

    After the college entrance examination, he and Lin Jiaxue returned to their hometown.

    After a night at Tang Qing''s house.

    Because of Lin Jiaxue''s grandmother''s birthday the next day, Tang''s parents decided to close the shop for two days. However, an old and overloaded truck suddenly ran out of control when it turned the corner and hit their bus.

    The seats on the village buses are free.

    Where there is a seat, where to sit.

    Sitting in front of the parents and Lin Jiaxue died on the spot, and in the back of Tang Qing just a little concussion and a little fracture skin trauma.

    In a flash.

    Lost some of their most important people.

    Unable to bear the blow, he fainted on the spot.

    I woke up the next day.

    The next two days.

    No one calls.

    Just looking at the ceiling. It was not until the fourth day that he returned to normal and went out of the hospital, as if he had grown up suddenly and felt that he wanted to live well. Live for the dead.

    Later.

    With the help of his uncle and Lin''s father and mother, he went to his uncle''s place to get a notice to report after he finished handling the affairs and his parents'' shop.

    Of course.

    The driver and the passenger transport company eventually paid some money.

    But he didn''t move a cent of the money. He kept it in the bank. He thought it was a shame to spend a cent of it.

    That''s it.

    A puff of smoke.

    A sip of wine.

    Tang Qing recalled the first half of his life little by little.

    The joy of childhood, the ignorance of middle school, the decadence of University, the dissatisfaction of work, the expectation of parents, the regret of past, the past flashed in my mind like a movie.

    Once naive and green.

    Let now think of his mouth from time to time slightly up, sometimes can''t help laughing out, but slowly, he has tears.

    That car accident.

    Inevitably in the memory.

    Once a childhood sweetheart, once a happy family, once full of hope, once a hook hanging for a hundred years. Have turned into clouds and smoke, floating like wind and dust...

    Heartache.

    There are absolutely not many people who have really experienced this feeling.

    But that kind of unforgettable, that kind of heart like a knife, that kind of regret, but it is deeply hurt.

    At this point.

    Tang Qing couldn''t tell whether she was crying or laughing.These memories.

    It''s all he has.

    It''s also his most valuable asset.

    "If only I could go back to the past!"

    Already a little confused, Tang Qing looked at the stars all over the sky and murmured.

    That''s it.

    Tang Qing slowly fell asleep. What he didn''t notice was that there was a crack in the space in front of him. Only a few people in the whole city felt the dull thinking at that moment.

    That night.

    Tang Qing had a dream, a long dream.

    He dreamt that he was back in senior three.

    I met my parents and Lin Jiaxue again, but he could only watch as a spectator.

    I can''t talk.

    No action.

    Just a spectator, seeing that the time of the traffic accident was getting closer and closer, he was unable to change, and finally he could only watch the tragedy repeat itself. The extreme sadness of that moment kicked him out of his dream.

    "Ah

    I wake up.

    After taking over control of the body.

    Tang Qing immediately sat up.

    The sadness in the eyes has not yet gone, and the heart is beating violently due to stimulation, which can''t be calmed for a long time.

    He wiped the sweat on his forehead.

    From time to time, the picture in the dream flashed in his mind. Although it was a tragic ending in the end, it made him feel the existence of his family almost real again. He already felt very happy.

    "Why? What''s the taste? "

    A strange and familiar smell came.

    The brain instinctively and automatically mobilizes all the memories for comparison and discrimination. Obviously, the smell is very familiar. It seems that I haven''t smelled it for many years, but I can''t remember it for a moment.

    "By the way, it''s the taste of onion cake made by my aunt."

    Only half a second.

    Tang Qing''s brain determined the source of the taste.

    When he was in high school, he stayed with his uncle in the city.

    My aunt often makes this kind of cake for him in the morning.

    This is my aunt''s unique skill. It''s very delicious. But since he left Jiangsheng, he never ate it again. In retrospect, the saliva in his mouth was unstoppable.

    But how can there be such a smell at home?

    The sober Tang Qing.

    The focus of the eye slowly focused on the front.

    At this time, he noticed the change of his environment. It was a small room with less than 10 square meters. He was familiar with desk, wardrobe, electric fan, desk lamp and poster, but very strange.

    Where is this?

    The brain is working fast, remembering and comparing quickly.

    Like suddenly thinking of something, Tang Qing suddenly opened her eyes and looked around. Yes, isn''t this her uncle''s home in high school? Grandma Tang Qing has two children, his mother and uncle.

    The whole senior high school, Tang Qing, lives in his uncle''s house.

    My uncle Qin Yugang is 36 years old. He became a policeman after he changed his job in the army.

    Currently, he is the deputy director of Chengnan police station.

    It inherits the military style and is vigorous and resolute. Due to its upright character and disdain for flattering others.

    Before Tang Qing was born again.

    He only served as the director of the local police station of the economic development zone in the city, and also served as the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau of the Municipal Bureau. If there is no special chance, his official career is expected to end here.

    In the end, it''s good to be able to retire.

    My aunt teaches Chinese in a primary school.

    He is very kind and has two daughters. He always talks about wanting a son, but he doesn''t want to have a son when he is old. He is very kind to Tang Qing and treats him as his own son.

    It''s strange.

    My uncle''s house.

    Not in 2015.

    That is, when the old city was rebuilt the year before last, was it demolished and built into a park?

    For this reason, he also lost three houses.

    Although they are all small, but also very good.

    Knowing that Tang Qing would never touch his parents'' compensation, his uncles and aunts wanted to give him a set for his marriage, but he refused. He knew that his uncles and aunts were good people, but they didn''t take advantage of it in this way.

    Not to mention caring for his family.

    Did I cross?

    As soon as this idea appeared in Tang Qing''s mind, it startled him. He wanted to deny this absurd idea, but the scene confirmed this conjecture again and again.

    Tang Qing raised his hand and looked at his white arm and his school uniform pants. In order to confirm whether it was a dream, he learned from his predecessors and pinched his arm.

    It hurts...

    Looking at the bruise on his hand, Tang Qing, who was a little incredulous, slapped himself again

    "pa!"

    It really hurts.

    This is definitely not a dream!

    It''s just that I feel so stupid. Why do I hurt myself twice."I had a big Honey, there''s a winter spear in there. Maria, stir fried chestnuts with sugar Tang Shun Shun Tucao make complaints about it.

    He did.

    He raised his head and looked at the layout of the room carefully.

    When she saw the hand tearing calendar time at the head of the bed, Tang Qing completely believed that it was Lin Jiaxue who gave it to him. According to her, it was from the seasoning manufacturer. She gave him a lot of it.

    On the white background, the red letter shows: October 1, 2004, national day.

    In 2004?

    This year, Tang Qing was just 17 years old.

    He turned from 30 to 17 as soon as he opened his eyes.

    "Really back... Back in the year of 17... Senior three just started... My parents and Lin Jiaxue are still here... Everybody... They''re all alive... Live... That''s great Tang Qing murmured to himself.

    My heart is full of thoughts.

    Tang Qing''s nose is a little sour, and his eyes are constantly wet. But he is crazy with joy in his heart. Let''s do it again, I can change everything, I can...

    More than ten minutes passed.

    Tang Qing is all relaxed on the bed.

    Two hands back to the back of the head, looking at the Tianhua board, quietly combing the mood, the mood gradually stabilized.

    Thirty years of experience told him.

    If all this is true.

    Then he must live a good life, not allowing the tragedy to happen again, the sense of powerlessness in the dream and the experience of previous life make him cherish this hard won opportunity.

    "I want them all to have a good life." Tang Qing swore to herself.

    "Goo Goo

    Tang Qing began to protest.

    I was too excited just now. I didn''t feel anything. I noticed that I was really hungry after I was excited.

    Smell the faint fragrance in the air.

    Tang Qing quickly got up to have breakfast.

    Pushing the door of the room, you can see the familiar living room, old sofa, old color TV, old dining table and chair.

    I lived here for three years in my previous life.

    Everything is so familiar.

    Three bedrooms and one living room, which my uncle bought four years ago, otherwise the original two bedrooms and one living room couldn''t live with them at all, and the two daughters were too old, so it was not suitable for them to squeeze together.

    Later Tang Qing moved in.

    The two sisters were squeezed into another room.

    However, he had a good relationship with the two sisters. He didn''t feel anything, but he was very happy.

    Today is national day.

    He remembers that today in his previous life, his uncle''s family went to his aunt''s home. Because his aunt''s home was in the county below, he had set out very early and would not come back until October 5, four days later.

    Eating scallion oil cake in hand.

    Drink a cup of warm milk.

    Thinking that his relatives and lovers are still there, and even seeing Lin Jiaxue later, Tang Qing felt more at ease than ever before, and a deep sense of happiness arises spontaneously.

    After breakfast.

    Look at the wall clock. It''s only seven o''clock. It''s early.

    He is going to go to Lin Jiaxue''s shop directly after eight o''clock. Today is national day. On the first day of the holiday, even if the teacher leaves a lot of homework, Lin Jiaxue will certainly go to the shop to help.

    Tang Qing, who had nothing to do, began to clean the room.

    When he was at his uncle''s house in his previous life, he seldom cleaned.

    Even his own room is usually cleaned by his aunt and cousins. Many times, even his clothes are washed by two cousins. Now when I think of it, Tang Qing feels speechless and guilty.

    "You pig, you are so lazy." Tang Qing said to himself.

    In half an hour.

    After cleaning, Tang Qing lay back in bed.

    Look at the white ceiling.