Chapter 1 I was still cute that year
"Forehead"
Touching his heavy forehead, Zhou Anan opened his eyes and looked at the snow-white ceiling in a daze. The old-fashioned light bulbs were swaying in the air.
Before he could come to his senses, the familiar red wooden door opened and a familiar voice was heard.
"Son, wake up. It's time to have dinner. Don't take your dad's words to heart. I've already told your dad that it's up to you whether you want to repeat the grade or not. However, An An, you also have to understand your dad's desire for you to succeed."
A middle-aged woman came in, sat beside the bed, and spoke gently.
Her son's brief fainting yesterday after an argument with her husband really scared her.
Whether or not my son can get into a key university is not as important as his physical health.
"I'm fine. Mom."
Looking at the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar face in front of him, Zhou Anan almost blurted out her catchphrase, but then she forced herself to hold it back.
What's going on? Did her old mother have plastic surgery? How come she looks so young? What's the point of repeating a grade and hoping her son will become successful?
He now earns 700,000 to 800,000 yuan a year, and his status in the family is totally beyond what his father could have foreseen. Even his father doesn't speak to him in a loud voice anymore. How come he has failed?
Do you still want him to earn tens of millions a year and become a high-ranking wealthy man in Lizhou?
"Okay, get dressed and come out to eat."
The young woman touched her son's head, smiled and said something when she saw that her son had calmed down, then walked out of the room.
"I'm taking the test, what's going on?"
After the young mother walked out of the room, Zhou Anan, who had just come to her senses after a while, looked around the somewhat old room. The floor-to-ceiling bookcase next to the bed was filled with all kinds of study books, and there was a white square tape player, with a row of tape boxes neatly placed next to it, including Huanzhu, Xiaoqi, Xiaosu, Xiaocai, and...
Isn’t this the old house he used to live in? After buying a second-hand house in the city, he also renovated the house. After three or four years, he almost forgot what the old house looked like.
Turning around to look at the face in the long mirror in the cabinet, Zhou Anan couldn't help but open her mouth wide.
With a young, fair and thin face and a light layer of fuzz above his lips, he looks like an immature kid no matter how you look at him.
I pinched it hard. Oh my god, it hurts so much.
Why does it hurt in dreams?
It's not scientific.
Touching her red face, Zhou Anan's eyes became dull.
Was it a dream he had that spanned more than ten years, or was it a soul that was reborn after more than ten years?
Wait, why did he think of rebirth? Could it be that he had read too many rebirth novels on Qidian recently? The most important thing at the moment was why this dream was so real?
Let me first recall what I ate yesterday. Well, a fireless hotpot with a bottle of apple cider vinegar worth twenty-five yuan, a cup of Xinshiji milk tea for fifteen yuan, and I also went to an Internet cafe with a new girl from the medical school who I just met and booked a luxury private room for ten yuan an hour. After that, I was so tired that I fell asleep after staying up all night with the girl.
As for the days after I graduated from high school at the age of seventeen, I have almost no clear memories.
Well, that’s it. So it was a dream he had in the Internet cafe.
What's the point of dreaming? He'd better wake up quickly. The girl from the medical school who he is about to conquer is still waiting for him.
He had already made a plan. When this girl who had just graduated from medical school finished her all-nighter, she would definitely be a little tired. He could then suggest that she go to the Holiday Inn suite next door to rest. He had even booked a room.
As for the promise of never touching the other party, that depends on the situation.
"I want to wake up."
Zhou Anan clenched his hands and shouted loudly towards the ceiling. Thinking of stabbing himself with a knife, he decided to wake up painlessly.
It’s just a dream, don’t let any blood come out, I just pinched it and it hurts.
"wake up."
"I'm taking the test, wake up quickly."
Five minutes later, facing her mother's strange look, Zhou Anan wisely shut her mouth.
Even though it was just a dream, it’s not good to disobey my mother.
But, this dream was too deep, and I haven’t woken up yet.
Or he could roll off the bed. Normally, the feeling of falling would wake him up quickly.
Just like that, Zhou Anan rolled over in a thin quilt and fell off the bed.
Why is it so painful?
Touching his forehead where he had hit the desk, Zhou Anan cursed inwardly.
What's the situation? What's the situation?
MMP, could it be that his soul was really reborn after more than ten years? How could such a thing happen to him?
Wearing a cheap T-shirt that looked unfamiliar to her, Zhou Anan splashed cold water on her face in the bathroom, feeling somewhat unbelievable.
Could it be that he was really reborn?
I can't accept it. I can't accept it.
He first recalled, if he were reborn, what time would it be?
At this point in time, repeat, repeat, repeat.
Recalling what her young mother had said before, Zhou Anan quickly searched her memory and then locked onto a time period.
Oh my God, he was reborn in the summer vacation after the college entrance examination, in July 2005, the day after he had his first fierce confrontation with his father over the issue of repeating his senior year of high school.
Why, why? He just signed the rental contract yesterday and took over two floors of the headquarters building with a total area of nearly 2,000 square meters. He was ready to expand his tutoring school, realize his ambitions, and then reach the peak of his life.
At that time, beautiful girls were available in large numbers.
Both my parents are still alive, and I am living a carefree life. My life is absolutely wonderful.
But, but, how could I be reborn?
Then all his years of struggle would have been in vain, all the twists and turns and hardships he had endured would have been in vain, and all those girls he had dreamed about would have been in vain.
Rebirth, isn’t it only for the frustrated?
How come he, a quasi-successful person, was included in the list of the reborn army? There must be something shady going on.
He doesn't accept it.
At this moment, Zhou Anan felt so desperate.
All the hardships and struggles I've endured over the years have become a dream.
The girl he was about to conquer had wasted his more than half a month of online chatting.
Even after dinner, Zhou Anan had not yet recovered and was unable to accept this cruel reality.
"An An, since you don't want to repeat the year, Dad won't force you."
Looking at his stunned son, Zhou Youliang, who thought that his son was still worried about repeating a grade, forced a smile and said something to comfort him.
What happened last night scared his wife and him too.
He never thought that his son, who had always obeyed him, would have such a violent reaction.
Even if he wanted his son to go to a prestigious university, he couldn't force him to repeat his studies. His son had grown up and had his own ideas. He still had to decide his own path in life.
Besides, if he continues to push him, his wife will file for a divorce.
"Thank you, Dad."
The same dialogue, hearing her father's comforting words again, Zhou Anan's heart was shaken. She held back the inexplicable tears in her eyes and lowered her head to eat the rice in the bowl.
His tear glands are quite developed. He hasn't had such a calm communication with his father for a long time.
I originally had the illusion that my soul was out of the world, but at this moment I quickly returned.
Regardless of past or present life, the love of parents for their children has not changed at all, and he is still his parents' most beloved child.
After years of confrontation between father and son, Zhou Anan finally understood his parents' painstaking efforts for him after growing up and entering the society. At that time, the father and son, who had conflicting tempers, had been on bad terms for many years.
Unfortunately, just when his career was flourishing and he was preparing to take good care of his elderly parents, he was reborn.
Fortunately, he just returned to his teenage years.
If he were to go back to being a little kid of four or five years old, he really didn't know how he would have gotten through that helpless childhood. The thought of it was scary.
It seems that he is quite lucky.
"Now that you have grown up, you need to figure out your own path. This is all your parents can do to help you."
Hearing his son's words of thanks, the smile on Zhou Youliang's face eased a lot.
Perhaps, he was really too persistent. He could have called the principal of Longchuan School earlier and booked a few tables for the banquet.
After all, his son was admitted to an undergraduate university, which is rare in the village, so naturally he had to celebrate.
"Mom, let me help you wash."
After dinner, seeing her young mother preparing to wash the dishes, Zhou Anan, feeling guilty, volunteered to help.
He wanted to try again to see if he, who never washed dishes on weekdays, would wake up from his dream.
"No, no, go watch TV by yourself. You can go walk around the village if you have nothing to do."
Waving away his son who was making trouble, Wang Jingyu tied on an apron and started cleaning the kitchen.
"oh."
Faced with her mother's dominance, Zhou Anan gave up her attempt to curry favor and walked back to the living room.
Dad had gone to the village for a walk and bragging, and Zhou Anan was the only one in the living room, watching the TV with constantly changing pictures. Familiar cabinet leaders appeared on the news one by one.
The host mentioned one by one the country's major people-oriented measures. Even though he didn't pay much attention to them usually, he still had some impression of them, and some vague memories gradually became clear.
There is no sense of disobedience at all.
Dreams don’t have such a strong sense of reality.
Looking back and forth at the old-style living room that had not yet been renovated, and touching the old wooden sofa that would not be discarded for several years, Zhou Anan's thoughts were spinning rapidly at a speed of one thousandth of a second.
This was July 15, 2005, a point in time when the college entrance examination application form had already been filled out.
According to the trajectory of his previous life, he was about to spend two months of eating and sleeping, then report to university, and then spend four years of college life in mediocrity.
After graduation, after wasting a few years in ignorance, Zhou Anan finally found her position and engaged in educational counseling.
A few years later, Zhou Anan's training department was thriving and had developed into a tutoring school for dozens of employees.
However, he was far behind his peers and missed many beautiful scenery, which made him full of regrets.
Perhaps, this is a common experience for most ordinary college students after the expansion of university enrollment.
Even the little achievements Zhou Anan made later were enough to make many people envious.
But Zhou Anan herself knew that some things could not be recovered no matter what.
For example, a girl you once pursued.
Well, it seems that he had never even touched a girl’s hand before he graduated from college.
He is still a boy when he returns, and he is still cute now.
(End of this chapter)
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