Chapter 101 Chapter 101 The Truth (Part 2)

101

Is this my past self?

What does the book want to do? Mo Shiyu wondered, why should it show him its past memories?

Just then, the bus arrived at the station.

Mo Shiyu felt his body moving, and he got off the bus dragging his suitcase.

The scene before him was one he was extremely familiar with.

At the entrance of the community.

Security booth.

He has walked this road thousands of times.

However, after a few seconds of being stunned, this body had naturally swiped the card and walked into the community. Mo Shiyu held his breath and watched this body walk up the stairs and stand in front of the door.

He put the suitcase aside and took the key from his pocket.

Mo Shiyu suddenly recalled a dream he had.

In the dream, he was also at the doorstep.

In the dream, his hair was neither completely gray nor completely black, but had smoky gray highlights.

From behind the door came the sound of his mother crying. He tried to go in, but a bulging-eyed monster squeezed through the crack of the door. The monster asked him, "Do you really want to go in?"

He didn't know what the dream meant.

But he suddenly remembered that everything in front of him was somewhat similar to that dream.

The door of the next door was suddenly opened. Mo Shiyu was startled. He looked in the direction of his sight and saw his neighbor coming out with a garbage bag.

A strong adult man, wearing overalls, stared at Mo Shiyu through the gaps in his half-long hair.

"Shi Yu...you're back?" His voice was low and slightly trembling, and he seemed emotionally unstable.

"Yeah, Brother Li." Mo Shiyu heard his own response and smiled, "It's vacation time."

"How long do you plan to stay?"

"Just stay for a few days and then plan to go traveling."

"Oh…have fun."

The neighbor subconsciously used his fingers to bend the key hard, and his bangs fell below his eyes. He said nothing more, closed the door, and went downstairs.

It was a very simple conversation, and the body naturally turned back to open the door, but Mo Shiyu inside frowned.

His neighbor is a barber.

When Mo Shiyu was in high school, he would run into him when he went out in the morning. He went to school and the other went to work, and they would get off the elevator together.

The barber was a dull person who didn't talk much, but he would help them throw away the garbage at the door. In my impression, he was an honest and silent good man.

This incident seemed to have really happened, and Mo Shiyu reluctantly recalled it.

It was around the time he had just returned from summer vacation. A few days later, he and his friends went on a trip to Neon, and that's when he traveled through time.

So, the current time point is before he traveled through time?

It's very quiet at home.

Mother is not at home. She must be at work.

Mo Shiyu followed his gaze and looked at the house from inside to outside, and saw some things that were slightly different from what he remembered.

There was a new painting on the wall, the spider plants on the balcony turned into bright roses, the TV grew from 45 inches to 55 inches, and the broken mobile phone he had used for three years turned into an iPhone 15 pro max.

Did their family become rich?

Mo Shiyu was a little dazed.

This is not his original world.

Is this a parallel world?

Xiao Mo's vision moved left and right very quickly, and it was obvious that he was in a good mood. Before Mo Shiyu had the time to look around the house, he watched himself pack his suitcase and jump out of the house like a happy wild civet.

Mo Shiyu didn't dare to recognize that the person with such a bright smile was himself. He ran like a gust of wind, even looking a little silly.

It seems like there is endless energy.

He himself felt unfamiliar.

Xiao Mo held his cell phone, lowered his head and quickly replied to messages, as if he was going to keep an appointment with someone.

When leaving the community, Mo Shiyu noticed that the person on duty at the guard booth had been replaced. He was a new security guard who had arrived last year. He had a fierce personality and often quarreled with the owners.

Every time he passed by, she never spoke, but just stared at him.

This time is no exception.

Xiao Mo must have realized that he was being stared at. When he passed the security guard, he did not run anymore, but instead changed to a more brisk walk.

Mo Shiyu could still feel Xiao Mo's gaze until he turned the corner.

****

Passed by a coffee shop.

Xiao Mo saw his childhood friend sitting in the coffee shop on the other side of the glass.

He walked in and sat across from his childhood friend, who handed him a cup of hot chocolate and asked, "Have you got your visa and passport ready?"

Xiao Mo took it and took a sip. "It's done. Can you stop nagging?"

My childhood friend said, "I was afraid you'd forgotten."

Xiao Mo shook his head, a few strands of black hair hanging in front of his eyes, his eyebrows and eyes were soaked with a light smile, "Don't worry too much."

There was soothing music playing in the room, green plants on the table, and the slightly bitter smell of coffee lingering at the tip of his nose. It was the atmosphere in which Mo Shiyu could relax most easily.

They chatted for a while, and the waitress brought a chocolate ice cream cake with candles on it to the table in front of them.

The childhood friend stood up, took a folded birthday hat from behind the chair and put it on his head.

Under Xiao Mo's stunned gaze, Fu Xiao lowered her head and said to him, "Happy 18th birthday."

Xiao Mo held the cup and looked up at him, "My birthday was last week, and you already wished me a happy birthday."

My childhood friend raised one eyebrow, looking a little fierce, "Who told you to leave school so late?"

Mo Shiyu's childhood friend is called Fu Xiao. He is a cool guy with handsome features. He looks a bit fierce and doesn't smile much, but he is very reliable.

They live in a residential complex.

When he was a child, Fu Xiao looked fierce and was quiet. His mother shaved his head to save trouble, leaving a scar on his head. No other child dared to approach him, and he often went to and from school alone.

Mo Shiyu was slightly better, but he developed slowly as a child and looked like a girl. In addition, he had lived with his grandparents in the south for a long time, and he could not distinguish between Ne and Le when speaking, so he was easily laughed at and bullied by other children.

Once, the little Mo Shiyu was pushed into a small pond by naughty children in the community. He stood up from the pond with water all over his body and hit his head, leaving a red bump.

He covered his head and stared blankly at the people around him.

Mo Shiyu's mother was too busy and had no time to accompany him. The grandmother of the child who was accompanying them was afraid of taking responsibility, so she quickly took the child away.

Leave him there alone.

At first he didn't feel cold, so he sat alone on the bench and basked in the sun.

Until Fu Xiao came over and asked him, "Aren't you cold?"

Mo Shiyu blinked at him, and after a while, he suddenly realized what was happening and began to wipe his tears, and the more he wiped, the more tears came.

He said, “A little bit.”

Fu Xiao took him back to his home, gave him a bath and changed his clothes.

Mo Shiyu wore his clothes and sat on his bed, looking around his room curiously. He had a German Shepherd puppy at home. Mo Shiyu touched the puppy that came over with its tail wagging.

Until Fu Xiao came out of the bathroom with a towel, looked at him coldly and fiercely, and threw the towel on his head.

Mo Shiyu didn't dare to move. After a while, he pulled the towel, revealing a pair of eyes looking at him, and asked in a low voice, "Are you angry?"

"No." Fu Xiao said.

"But you look like you don't want to talk to me." Mo Shiyu said.

"I always have this expression," Fu Xiao said. "I can't smile. I only look like this."

Mo Shiyu blinked and leaned closer to look at him, his eyes focused, the way he'd study a math problem. Fu Xiao also stared back at him with a stern face.

He has thick eyebrows and narrow eyes. When he has no expression, he looks wild and fierce like a wolf, but if you look closely, you will find that his eyes are actually very gentle.

"So this expression doesn't mean you're angry."

Fu Xiao looked at him, "...Yeah."

Mo Shiyu curled his eyes and smiled. He suddenly seemed very happy. Drops of water slid down his wet black hair, flowing along his eyes and to the tip of his nose, sparkling in the light. "Then will you be my friend?"

Fu Xiao nodded.

Mo Shiyu thinks Fu Xiao is very cool.

He beat the child who pushed him into the river until he cried.

He also told himself that when he was hurt, he must fight back, and he must keep fighting until the bully no longer dared to bully him.

Also, being short, looking like a girl, and not being able to distinguish between Ne and Le when speaking are not reasons to be laughed at, but rather a shining leaf on a tree.

…

From elementary school to high school, they were in the same school and had such a good relationship that they often slept in the same bed and played games.

Fu Xiao is a genius student, and Mo Shiyu's grades are okay, but he has serious subject imbalances. They plan to apply to the same university. Fu Xiao gives Mo Shiyu extra lessons after school every day, and Mo Shiyu tries his best, but there is still a gap in their final grades. In the end, Fu Xiao went to Capital University, and Mo Shiyu was admitted to a 985 engineering university. The two universities are in different provinces.

After they finished eating the cake, they got together and counted the money they earned from working.

"The flight is at 8am the day after tomorrow, leaving at 5am. I'll pick you up downstairs," Fu Xiao said. "Beijing to Los Angeles."

Xiao Mo said yes.

Wait, Los Angeles? Mo Shiyu was stunned.

Isn't it Tokyo?

Speaking of which, Mo Shiyu suddenly remembered that they did plan to travel to America at first, but because one of their friends failed to get a visa, they changed their destination to Neon where it was easier to get a visa.

So, nothing unexpected happened in this world and everything went according to their original plan?

Mo Shiyu's eyes changed.

Then...will he travel through time again?

The next second, the scenery in front of me suddenly became blurred and quickly moved away. Time seemed to be flowing quickly.

When Mo Shiyu could see clearly again, the surroundings turned into white cabin walls and there was the sound of whistling wind in his ears.

They were already at the Los Angeles airport.

Mo Shiyu's mind suddenly became highly concentrated.

****

But until Xiao Mo went through customs and picked up his suitcase, he was still with his friends.

Mo Shiyu was stunned. Was it true that he in this world had not traveled through time?

There were more blond hair and blue eyes among the faces of the people around.

A friend hooked his arm around Mo Shiyu's shoulder, turned his head and asked him, "I say, do you have a partner?"

Xiao Mo shook his head in confusion.

My friend asked in confusion, “Why does it look like…”

"What?" Xiao Mo asked.

The friend looked him over and found a word to describe him, "Just juicy."

Fu Xiao turned around and glanced at her friend, "What are you talking about?"

A Mexican man came over and gave Xiao Mo a friendly smile, asking if they needed a taxi. Xiao Mo shook his head and said, "No, thank you."

The man heard it, but still reached out and tried to take the suitcase from Xiao Mo.

The other party's hand was very strong, and it seemed like he was trying to snatch it.

Xiao Mo couldn't beat him in tug-of-war and his luggage was almost snatched away by him, until Fu Xiao came over behind him and grabbed the suitcase.

"He said," he said, staring at the man, "no taxi needed."

The Mexican stared at him, the smile on his face disappeared, and a hint of ferocity was revealed.

He looked at Xiao Mo and said softly, "We will meet again, Chinese."

Xiao Mo looked at him in confusion.

Mo Shiyu's eyes darkened as he looked at this memory.

It's the local black gang.

Targeted them.

The tour guide they hired had a bad look on his face and negotiated with the Mexicans for a few words before taking them away. "Don't talk to them. I'm not being racist. I'm doing this for your safety, okay?"

He glanced back at Mo Shiyu and added in a harsh tone, "Especially the good-looking ones. Don't let them get dragged into the bushes and raped one day. You'll have nowhere to cry."

Xiao Mo: “…”

Boss, why are you looking at me and saying this?

None of them took the tour guide's words seriously. They chatted and laughed for a while before getting in the car and leaving the airport.