Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

"Okay, sit down. Don't be distracted like this in class next time!"

Teacher Deng seemed very unhappy and said coldly.

I didn't pay attention to what he said, but sat down slowly, glancing at the place where Zhang Chen had just stood up. He was sitting not far from me.

I noticed that his head was also turned towards me, and he seemed to be looking at me as well. I was startled, afraid that I couldn't control my excitement, so I quickly retracted my gaze.

After calling the roll, Teacher Deng rearranged the seats. To my surprise, Zhang Chen was arranged to sit behind me, and Zhu Xiaomei and I still sat at the same table.

Because military training was going to start the next day, Teacher Deng asked everyone to adjust their seats before they could move around freely.

Zhu Xiaomei and I, holding our books, came to the fourth row in the second column. Zhang Chen and a man named Wang Bin were in the fifth row. We put down our books and sat in our seats with mixed feelings.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Zhang Chen walking towards me and sitting behind me. He and I were both sitting in the aisle towards the first and second rows.

I haven't seen him for more than a year. He has grown a lot taller. When he walked past me, I felt his tall and thin figure with his head lowered, his eyes looking in my direction.

I'm not sure if he recognized me. Maybe he did, because I've only grown a little taller and my face should still be the same, otherwise he wouldn't have kept staring at me.

Maybe he didn't recognize me. After all, I only helped him deliver food for half a year, and the number of times was very few.

Not wanting to see his face, which was similar to the man in black in my dream, I often deliberately slowed down when I walked to his door.

I quickly walked past after seeing his father handing his food to other students.

I don’t understand why I am afraid to bring food to him, or why I am afraid to see him. In short, I will try my best to avoid contact with him.

I thought that he would slowly disappear from my memory, but today, by coincidence, I was assigned to the same class as him, and he inexplicably sat behind me.

I don’t know whether this is fate or a bad fate. Anyway, ever since I opened my Yin-Yang vision at the age of 12, the man in black in my dreams has always haunted me. I both want to see him and am afraid to do so.

Maybe this is why I don’t want to face Zhang Chen directly.

I was casually arranging the books on my desk, wondering if Zhang Chen would talk to me.

The students all came from various towns. Today was the first day they met. After Teacher Deng left, everyone was chatting animatedly.

Zhu Xiaomei next to me was very cheerful. As soon as she sat down, she introduced herself from front to back.

My mind was empty. I didn't understand what I was thinking and I couldn't hear what Zhu Xiaomei was talking about with other classmates.

Even when Zhu Xiaomei introduced me to other students, I nodded blankly. They told me their names, but I didn't remember them at all.

"Hello, classmate. My name is Zhu Xiaomei and I'm from Maojia Town."

At this time, Zhu Xiaomei's face had turned behind me, and she said to Zhang Chen.

"Hello, my name is Zhang Chen, and I'm from Sanxiang Township, Houhu Town."

Zhang Chen also answered nonchalantly and didn't seem to be very talkative.

"Hello, hello, my name is Wang Bin, and I'm from Wuqiao Town."

Wang Bin next to him also introduced himself.

"What, you are also from Sanxiang Township? By the way, Liu Feng, aren't you also from Sanxiang Township? Do you know Zhang Chen?"

Zhu Xiaomei exclaimed and pushed me hard.

"No, I don't know him!" I was suddenly shocked and answered in panic.

"Liu Feng, aren't you Liu Feng? How come you don't recognize me? I'm from the class before you. My name is Zhang Chen. You often helped me bring food back then?"

He actually remembered me and told me my name accurately and the fact that I helped him bring food.

"You are in the same class as hers, how come you are in the same class as us?"

Just when I was wondering, Zhu Xiaomei expressed my doubts.

"Oh, I repeated the third year of junior high school." Zhang Chen replied.

"Oh, is that so? Then you two are destined to meet. Two years ago, you helped him bring food, and two years later, you actually became classmates."

Zhu Xiaomei completely ignored my expression and said this happily, giggling.

"Liu Feng, do you remember? Did you transfer to another school in the second year of junior high school? I haven't seen you since the second semester of the second year of junior high school?"

Zhang Chen continued to ask, isn't he a quiet person?

Seeing that he answered Zhu Xiaomei's questions nonchalantly, why would he ask me such gossipy questions?

He even tapped my back with the book in his hand. I was speechless and answered impatiently.

"Yes, I transferred to Houhu Middle School."

"Oh, so that's the case. Then you two can go home together in the future," Zhu Xiaomei continued.

Alas, I don't know what's going on in Zhu Xiaomei's brain? She even brought up the topic of going home.

"Yes, you can. My house is not far from hers, and I have to pass by her house on my way home."

Zhang Chen actually knew where my family lived? I just brought him food once, how did he know that?

"Liu Feng, there is no class tomorrow, what are you always reading? Come, come, turn around, let's chat."

Wang Bin saw me holding a Chinese textbook and thought I was preparing for my lessons. But I was not reading at all. I was just trying to hide the embarrassment on my face.

I don’t know what’s embarrassing about it. Anyway, I don’t want to confront Zhang Chen head-on.

"Yeah, yeah, let's chat, Liu Feng, stop looking."

Zhu Xiaomei pulled the book from my hand and put it on the desk.

I was really embarrassed and turned my head stiffly to look at Wang Bin. He was also tall and thin with dark skin, and it was obvious that he had done a lot of farm work at home.

In the 70s, rural children knew how to plant rice, harvest rice, and collect grass for pigs. No one could escape farm work. Otherwise, they would not study hard and want to escape from the bitter sea of ​​working in the fields.

Most people of that era were very thin, especially children in rural areas, who lacked food and clothing.

Fortunately, Zhang Chen was sitting behind me, so when I turned around, I saw Wang Bin, not facing him directly.

We chatted for a while. Of course, it was Zhu Xiaomei and Wang Bin who were talking, and Zhang Chen and I occasionally responded.

After chatting for a while, we went back to our dormitories.

"Liu Feng, that Zhang Chen is quite handsome. Do you really not remember him? Such a handsome face should leave a deep impression on people."

On the way back to the dormitory, Zhu Xiaomei asked me again with a smile.

"I don't remember. We haven't seen each other for almost two years. How can I remember so much? Besides, we were never in the same class."

I answered guiltily.

"Oh, so that's how it is. You probably don't like looking at handsome guys, but I do. They're pleasing to the eyes."

Zhu Xiaomei laughed again.

I held my forehead, my god, this girl fought so hard to get the chance to go to school, is it just to see the handsome guy? Shouldn't she be oblivious to the world outside and focus on reading the books of sages?

I curled my lips and laughed.

"Put aside your thoughts on handsome guys, study hard after the military training, or your parents will stop you from studying again."

I seemed to have hit the nail on the head. She lowered her head and remained silent. I immediately realized that I had said the wrong thing.

"I'm sorry, Xiaomei, I didn't mean it." I was very apologetic.

"It's okay, I know, you are right, we should study hard, get into college, become city dwellers, and eat state-funded food."