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

Seeing Wang Jianjun's actions, I feel relieved that Hongying will never suffer again in this life. The Wang family is very kind and sensible.

The two children accompanied us to the gate and watched us leave until the tricycle was no longer visible, and then they went in.

On the way, Hongying was still sitting next to me. She leaned against me and sobbed again.

"Sister Feng, thank you. If it weren't for you, I don't know what to do."

"No need to thank me. As long as you are happy, now that you have untied the knot in your heart, you should live happily in the future." I said with a smile.

"Yes, I know. You should come to see me often when you have time."

It was already late when I got back to town. Knowing it was too late to go home, I packed the things I needed for school as soon as I left.

Wang Xinbing drove me all the way to the school gate. When I got off the car, Hongying kept holding my hand and refused to let go. Finally, it was only after my mother persuaded her for a long time that she let go.

I promised to go see her when I have time, and she burst into laughter. Although she had memories of her past life, she was still a three-year-old child after all, with a child's mind, innocent and cute.

It was the first time in my life that I was late for school. I rushed directly to the classroom with my bags and attended evening self-study classes with my classmates.

Fortunately, our homeroom teacher, Mr. Deng, was not there, but he came over soon after and it was obvious that he had been there once before.

He walked straight up to me, knocked on my desk, and said very seriously.

"Don't be late next time."

I winked at him and made a face. He smiled slightly, walked around the classroom again and left.

"Liu Feng, why did you come so late today?"

Zhu Xiaomei who was next to her came over and asked in a low voice.

"Something delayed me," I replied.

"Liu Feng, I passed by your house today, but you weren't at home. Where did you go? Why did you come just now?"

Zhang Chen behind me also tapped my back and asked.

"Oh, I went to help someone with something." I answered simply.

After Hongying’s incident, I would occasionally meet Wang Hongbing on my way to and from school, and he would give me a ride if it was convenient for him.

Once, I couldn't resist Wang Xinbing's invitation and went to his house for a meal, because school was over early that day, and he said very sincerely that Hongying had quarreled with him several times and asked him to bring Hongying to the school to see me.

Knowing that going to school to find me would affect my studies, he had to wait at the school gate on weekends and finally waited for me.

I followed him to his house.

"Sister Feng, you are finally here. I missed you so much."

The moment she saw me, Hongying ran towards me, and I leaned over and picked her up.

"Yeah, yeah! Sister Feng misses you too."

I smiled and kissed her on the cheek. She was a little embarrassed and blushed.

The Wang family was very welcoming. In fact, they later gave my grandmother a red envelope. Logically, I shouldn't accept favors from his family anymore. On the one hand, I couldn't refuse their kindness, and on the other hand, I also wanted to see Hongying's current situation.

She is in a very good condition now. Even though she has the painful memories of two lives, it does not affect her life in this life.

She told me a lot of her inner thoughts. I feel ashamed of myself for her insight into everything and understanding of life.

I am very pleased and happy for her from the bottom of my heart. I believe that when she grows up, she will live an easy and comfortable life and be quite happy.

On the way to and from school on weekends, we always walked in groups of three or five, and boys and girls usually walked separately.

Zhang Chen sometimes rides his father’s bicycle. When he sees me alone, he will stop me, let me sit on his back seat and take me home.

If I have a partner, I will still politely refuse because I don’t want to cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

If adolescent boys and girls get too close, it will cause people to have many fantasies.

Young people at this age in high school begin to mature slowly in their thoughts, ignorant love sprouts in their hearts, and they are full of romantic fantasies and expectations about love.

There will be a boy who secretly looks at a girl with a shy smile on his face. Some have someone they like in their heart but dare not confess.

Sometimes a simple greeting can make people's heart beat faster. Two people who like each other may occasionally meet on campus, make eye contact, and then quickly separate.

Some relatively rational people will try to find a balance between study and relationships.

As for me, I was the type who was slow to react. My initial excitement towards Zhang Chen was simply because he looked so much like the man in black in my dream.

Later, we were in the same class and had more contact with each other, but I didn't feel anything for each other. We were just ordinary classmates. If we interacted more closely, it was just because we were from the same hometown, had the same journey and had known each other for several years.

When I first entered high school, as the workload became heavier and the competitiveness became more intense, my studies became a bit difficult.

I didn't want to disappoint my grandma's expectations, so I quietly cleared away the distracting thoughts in my mind and studied seriously.

I am not tall, and my appearance is above average. I am one of those ordinary girls who can't be recognized in a crowd at once. My grades are also above average, and I have few chances to make it into the top 10.

She was also introverted and dull, and should be considered boring in the eyes of boys. Several pretty girls in the class with good grades had been passed notes by boys. Love letters and notes were quite popular in that era.

I, an inconspicuous person, actually became a matchmaker. One day, a girl from another class in the next dormitory pulled me aside, stuffed a letter into my hand, and whispered to me.

"Liu Feng, help me pass this to Zhang Chen behind you."

After saying that, she ran away with a blushing face without caring whether I agreed or not. I was a little embarrassed and didn't like doing this kind of thing, but the letter was already in my hand, so I had to do it.

Besides, I was dating that girl and it was hard to refuse, so I had to bite the bullet and put the letter in my pocket.

Because evening self-study was about to start, I called Zhu Xiaomei and walked towards the classroom.

When I arrived at the classroom, I was very glad that there were not many people in the classroom at that time. Zhang Chen also came early today and he was already sitting in his seat.

I walked over and put the letter on his desk without saying anything. He should understand once he opened it.

But at this time, he and Zhu Xiaomei looked at me with surprise, which made me feel a little embarrassed, and I hurriedly explained.

"Oh, you'll know when you read the letter."

After saying that, I sat down on my seat. Maybe my explanation was not clear enough, which aroused Zhu Xiaomei's curiosity. She leaned over and whispered in my ear.

"Liu Feng, what's going on between you two? What's going on?"

Looking at Zhu Xiaomei's mean eyes, I said unhappily.

"What are you thinking? I'm just transferring this for someone else."

I thought to myself, Zhang Chen is really handsome, it's no surprise that some girls like him. But I don't know when I'll get this job as a messenger again, I feel a little depressed.

However, on second thought, there is nothing wrong with being a matchmaker. People in the countryside say that three matches will bring a lifetime of happiness.

There is also a saying that one must meet seven matchmakers in order to be reborn as a cat in the next life, because cats are the happiest of domestic animals. Not only do they eat well, they don’t have to work and can even sleep in the same bed with their owners.

However, whether this matchmaker can succeed is another matter.