Autumn 2003, Qianlong City.
Chen Fei pushed open the door, unbuttoned his shirt and spread it on the sofa covered with dirty clothes.
He had just attended a class reunion after ten years, which dealt him a huge psychological blow.
Some start their own businesses, some become executives, and some even become gigolos and are kept by rich women, leading a luxurious life.
All of my classmates are very successful, but I have achieved nothing.
Last month, I quit my job because I couldn't stand the pressure from my fawning colleagues.
Fade Chen, feeling upset, tore open a pack of betel nuts to soothe himself. This was the only thing that could temporarily make him forget his troubles.
Lighting up another lonely cigarette, everything seems to become positive.
Fortunately, my salary, which is paid every six months, is paid together with my performance bonus, so I don’t have to worry about my living expenses in the short term.
But the days ahead still made him feel desperate.
"Forget it. Hey, is that kid playing games again?"
Fade Chen patted his depressed face, trying to make himself look more optimistic.
Out of my responsibility as a father, I can't let him play all the time even though it's the weekend.
"Chenchen, come out and exercise, don't play games all the time!"
Fade Chen walked directly into the room and took off the headphones on his son's head.
Chen Fei's son was obviously stunned for a moment, then he mechanically turned his head and stared at the man in front of him with a half-familiar yet half-strange look.
[Is this guy my dad? Holy shit... am I obsessed with this? Where is this? Am I still myself?!]
[Could it be...could it be that I've traveled through time? Isn't this me as a child? Am I the hero of a novel? ? ?]
Chen Fei's son looked at everything around him, then looked at himself on the computer screen. Everything seemed so unreal.
Wait, what's going on?
Chen Fei was also confused.
Who was talking just now?
Chen Fei subconsciously looked around, and finally his eyes fell on his son's tender face.
This kid... said 'Dad'?
I am his father, yes!
But he also said he traveled through time? Back to his childhood?
Could that voice really be my son Chen Chen's?
Fade Chen stroked his chin.
He looked at his son, who had just entered the fourth grade, with a sharp gaze.
[My dear father, please don’t look at me like that, it’s scary...]
The voice sounded again, and this time it was right.
They looked into each other's eyes, and both of their expressions looked unnatural.
It’s really Chenchen’s voice!
The voice that appeared out of nowhere was my son’s inner voice, there was no doubt about it!
This is unscientific. How can I still hear my son's voice?
And when my son said that he traveled through time and returned to his childhood, his tone didn't sound like that of a seven or eight-year-old child.
Are you a real young man?
Otherwise, my son was really reborn!
From an adult...to a child?
As soon as this thought came to mind, Fade Chen looked at his son with a look that seemed even more strange.
Sensing the strange atmosphere, Fade Chen covered up his embarrassment and said, "Well? I'm going to cook. Stop playing games and exercise more, okay?"
This incident overturned Chen Fei's entire worldview, but fortunately, his son's body was not taken over by someone else like in time-travel novels.
Chen Chen finally let go of his worries, hoping that he was just overthinking it.
"But why does my dad look at me with such a strange look? It's creepy."
"Yeah, Dad, I'll clean up and come out soon."
My heart skipped a beat again. I still haven't gotten used to the sound of his voice before it changed.
As expected, Fade Chen heard his son's thoughts clearly.
He must calm down. This is not something that ordinary people can encounter.
Walking out of the room and into the living room, Chen Fei's son looked at the table full of betel nut packages and asked, "Dad, are you eating all this?"
Fade Chen was stunned for a second, then nodded while cutting vegetables.
The youngest son sighed helplessly, thinking that it would be difficult for his father to quit this habit.
If you could eat less of this stuff, you might be able to live a few more years.
It was fine before. Chen Fei was shocked by what he said in his heart.
Is it true what the news says about excessive betel nut consumption causing oral cancer? It's better to stop eating it...
Looking at the young father's back, Chen Chen glanced at the calendar on the wall——
September 1, 2003.
[Even if I traveled through time, I wouldn't have come earlier. Otherwise, I could have found a way to stop my parents from getting divorced...]
His son's voice made Chen Fei, as a father, feel sad.
If a man can't make money, many people will look down on him. Even a couple who have slept together for ten years will abandon him.
Over the years, Chen Fei has experienced the warmth and coldness of human nature and found that there are many things he is powerless to do.
It’s all my fault for being a useless loser who doesn’t have enough ability to give her a better life.
But what made Chen Fei angry was that the woman got married to someone else less than a week after divorcing him.
When Chen Fei heard the news, he almost died by colliding with a telephone pole.
It turned out that when he was out in the wind and sun, enduring all the ridicule and criticism, that woman might have been flirting with the big boss who had obtained the marriage certificate.
Eighty percent of it was planned, just waiting for me to step down from my post and take the opportunity to detonate this landmine and then be completely destroyed.
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