Scum attack, your father is here!

"Grass, you fucking pervert!"

Qi Qingyun hadn't had time to react from the ear-piercing sound of vehicle tires rubbing against her abdomen when she was suddenly attacked with considerable force.

He took a few steps back uncontrollably in an instant, and then his back was pressed against the rough stone wall. The scorching pain from front and back instantly pulled him away from the colorful dream, and lifted the heavy weight in an instant. Eyelids, opened eyes suddenly.

"Stupid."

Standing in front of Qi Qingyun, this young man had fair skin, his school uniform was casually rolled up to his elbows, and a few crooked handwritings were painted on the neckline with colored pens in a very unconventional way, which looked like his name.

"Qi, how old is Qi?"

Qi Qingyun just woke up and her eyes were still a little blurry. After focusing on the collar of the young man for a long time, she could barely make out the word dog crawling on it, and murmured.

Hearing the words, the young man's face turned ashen, with a pair of beautiful and sharp Danfeng eyes slightly raised at the end of his eyes, and there was a faint disgust in the bottom of his eyes, and he slapped him hard:

"Didn't you say it, don't use your dirty mouth to call my name!"

"Am I just that good-looking, and you still have to follow me?"

Qi Qingyun just woke up from the dream, and she hasn't found the state yet. Hearing this, she shook her heavy head and said calmly:

"It's okay, it's a little worse than me."

The boy in front of him changed his expression instantly.

He tugged on Qi Qingyun's collar more and more.The veins on the back of his hand were almost stretched, he gritted his teeth for a moment, and finally said with a sneer:

"A person like you deserves a beating!"

After finishing speaking, he formed a fist with five fingers, raised his fist with lightning speed, and punched Qi Qingyun's left cheek hard.

Qi Qingyun quickly came back to her senses, stretched out her hand and clenched the boy's slender wrist, then raised her foot to push his abdomen expressionlessly, and cut her hands behind her waist at the moment when the boy was bending over in pain, without any hesitation. He knocked him to the ground with a merciless bang.

"You fucking let go of me!"

It would be fine if Qi Qingyun just held down the boy to prevent him from beating him, but he also cut off the boy's hands, sat on the boy's back in a grand and bright manner, lowered his head and patted the boy's cheek, half a joke Half seriously said:

"Children, it's not a good habit to hit people casually and swear."

"Who is a child with you?" The young man's face flushed because of the humiliation, and when he turned his head to look at Qi Qingyun, his eyes were as cold as poison, and he said with hatred: "You are only sixteen, why don't you just fill me up with me?" elder!"

Qi Qingyun was stunned when she heard the words, thinking that the boy was joking: "I, Sixteen?"

He is already 25 this year. He has been in the society for many years, and he is about to have his wife and children on the bed. How does he look like a 16-year-old?

"Then you're a pervert." The young man gritted his teeth, wishing he could crush Qi Qingyun's flesh and then swallow it: "Just stare at me on the first day of school, sooner or later I'll gouge out your eyeballs! "

Qi Qingyun: "..."

So grumpy.

"You are old!"

Before the boy could finish his words, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps from far to near, mixed with anxious shouts:

"Are you in the alley?"

Suddenly Qi Yousui's face changed slightly, and while Qi Qingyun was still in a daze, he suddenly turned over and pushed Qi Qingyun away, stood up staggeringly, and patted hard on the place Qi Qingyun touched, feeling disgusted. beyond words.

Qi Qingyun was still sorting out the details before she woke up in her mind, so she didn't notice Qi Yousui's movements.

He subconsciously touched his forehead and the neat school uniform on his body, suddenly a little confused:

Wasn't he killed by a truck that ran a red light out of control on the way to the hospital to see Zhong Xuejin, who had dystocia? Why didn't he have any blood on his body, and even changed into the school uniform he used to be in Nangang?

Could it be that he crossed over? !

So who is he now, where has he been, and how many years has he been?

Astonishing guesses and full of questions flashed through Qi Qingyun's mind like lightning, causing his heart to sink suddenly. He stood up suddenly, and just when Qi Yousui thought he was going to do something again, he ran to the window on the opposite street and lay down hard. On the glass, he took a closer look at his own face.

Seeing this, Qi Qingyun was relieved.

This is his original face, but it is several years younger, and looks no more than sixteen, so tender that water can be squeezed out.

No, if he is only sixteen now, then did he time travel to nine years ago?

Thinking of this, Qi Qingyun's heart that had just been let go suddenly lifted again, and complicated thoughts flooded into his brain like a tide, making him have a splitting headache.

If he had time traveled to nine years ago, would Zhong Xuejin at this time not be facing a dystocia?

What about Zhong Xuejin nine years later?Is he okay in the hospital?

Qi Qingyun pulled on the mask with a heavy heart.

When Qi Yousui was supported by Chu Queze to walk out of the alley, he saw Qi Qingyun staring at the glass window, as if he had seen a ghost, and he only felt that the other party was sick, thinking that the other party had just pressed himself to the ground Humiliated by the humiliation, anger ignited in the bottom of his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel strange: "Wearing a mask every day, do you feel that you are ugly, so you are embarrassed to see people?"

Qi Qingyun glanced at him lightly.

It wasn't until Qi Yousui walked out of the dark alley that Qi Qingyun had the time to look at this boy carefully.

The young man has a straight nose and delicate and glamorous features. Although he didn't zip it up properly and was covered with all kinds of graffiti, the loose school uniform looks like a haute couture suit on him, lining his waist and slender legs Long, especially a pair of red phoenix eyes, the pupils are beautiful like crystal grapes, reflecting the faint luster of the dark night.

It looks exactly like him, and it can even be said that it is completely reproduced according to Qi Qingyun's appearance, but the mouth is really smelly.

Qi Qingyun narrowed her eyes slightly, lowered her voice and wrote lightly:

"If I'm so ugly that I can't see people, wouldn't you have to commit suicide in shame?"

What he said was cryptic, Qi Yousui was stunned for several seconds before he realized that Qi Qingyun was laughing at him, and instantly burst into anger like a lion whose fur has exploded:

"you!"

"Okay, okay, old." The gentle and tall boy beside him immediately pressed his hand, and said in a low voice as if to comfort him:

"Today is your birthday, let's not be unhappy, I bought you a gift and a cake, let's celebrate it, shall we?"

"Have a fucking birthday." I don't know where this sentence stepped on Qi Yousui's thunder point. He pushed the boy beside him angrily, and couldn't help letting it go when the boy unconsciously staggered a few steps back. The voice contained grievance and helplessness:

"I don't eat cake, eat it yourself!"

After finishing speaking, he gave Qi Qingyun a sharp look, with the words "wait" written in his left eye and "kill you sooner or later" written in his other eye, and then he kicked viciously like a child losing his temper The stones along the road went straight away.

Chu Queze seemed to realize that he had said something wrong, his face turned pale, he stared at Qi Yousui's back who was still able to move freely, and slowly let out a breath, then he looked at Qi Qingyun with a complicated expression, politely She bowed down to apologize and signaled Qi Qingyun not to argue with Qi Yousui: "Today is his birthday, so I'm in a bad mood, don't blame him."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about Qi Qingyun's confused gaze, then he started to catch up with Qi Yousui's footsteps, and left in a hurry.

Qi Qingyun didn't know why someone would be in a bad mood on his birthday, but he still generously stated that he didn't care about children, and of course he didn't have time to care about this boy who looked a bit like him.

He took the schoolbag on his shoulder and took a look at the ID card inside. The name and birthday on it were exactly the same as his own, but the ID number had changed.

Qi Qingyun calculated according to the above time, assuming that he is 16 years old now, then it is......

X4015?

Qi Qingyun took a deep breath in an instant: Then I didn't travel forward, but traveled 16 years after my death, but the key is that this body is still my high school body? !

He stood on the curb in a trance, and even wanted to take a mouthful of Huazi to smoke. Suddenly, he thought of his wife Zhong Xuejin.

If I travel to 16 years later, if his wife's dystocia is fine, she is probably only 41 years old now, right?

Qi Qingyun straightened up instantly, feeling that she was doing well again, took out her mobile phone and dialed a mobile number skillfully.

After the phone number beeped a few times, it was picked up by a young man:

"Hey?"

Qi Qingyun shouted hopefully: "Wife!"

The person on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, then muttered "crazy" and hung up the phone.

Qi Qingyun: "..."

He didn't give up and called again, only to be shocked to find that the phone number was still the same phone number. He made the right call, but this phone number had already been sold by the original king, and the mobile telecommunication company put it on the shelf again for another person to use.

Qi Qingjun knew that Zhong Xuejin was very nostalgic, and would not cancel his account easily, and he didn't think that the other party would cancel his account because his family went bankrupt to avoid debts. After all, he was the youngest son of the Zhong family, the richest man in Nangang, and was very much loved. Even if his brother-in-law goes out to move bricks, it is impossible for Zhong Xue to suffer all the grievances.

Could it be that the other party remarried after his death, in order to sever all ties with him, so he changed his mobile phone number?

Thinking of this, Qi Qingyun's eyes gradually showed some complexity.

Although this guess is not unreasonable, why does Qi Qingyun feel a little uncomfortable just thinking about this possibility.

But if Zhong Xuejin remarried, it means that he did not encounter any danger during childbirth, which is a good thing.

Qi Qingyun slowly put down the phone, and the pain in his abdomen and back came to his heart belatedly, the pain was so painful that the veins in his neck popped out, and his eyes turned red.

If Zhong Xue was all around, he wouldn't be in such pain.

Maybe it's because this body has returned to his youth, and Qi Qingyun's mind has become inexplicably fragile.

He rubbed the wound on his elbow caused by rubbing against the hard stone wall, and headed towards the supermarket in suspense. It took him a while to calm down, and he wanted to buy some gauze and iodine to disinfect himself.

The convenience store is very close to the school in Nangang. The place is small but there are many students inside. The red shop signboard shines brightly, and there is a rabbit with big dies printed on the corner of the shop signboard.

When Qi Qingyun was in high school, he was out of temper, and he often imitated Zhong Xuejin in front of Zhong Xuejin, baring his teeth to make the other party happy, and his handsome face was ruined by himself.Zhong Xuejin's smile is very low, and every time she will laugh out loud in coordination, she curls her lips and pokes Qi Qingyun's eyebrows with her finger, and then tirelessly buys the latest flavor of ice cream for Qi Qingyun, waiting for Qi Qingyun After Yun finished eating, he would take out a wet tissue and carefully wipe it clean for Qi Qingyun.

Speaking of which, this convenience store also carries many memories of Zhong Xuejin and Qi Qingyun's youth.

Revisiting the old place is not what it used to be.

Qi Qingyun stood in front of this convenience store, took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, stared at the familiar layout inside, a bit timid.

It wasn't until the proprietress, who was already a mother, poked her head out to look at him strangely, that Qi Qingyun mustered up the courage to step into the convenience store.

There are a lot of students in the convenience store, shoulder to shoulder and leg to leg, crowded together, all gathered in the snack area, and occasionally a few people play and push each other, flapping their wings like sparrows on a branch in spring , chatting endlessly.

Qi Qingyun squeezed through the crowd for a long time before she bent down to find the gauze and iodine, and brought them to the front desk to pay.

16 years have passed, the proprietress has changed her original big wavy hairstyle, cut a neat short hair, and skillfully bagged and scanned the code:

"25."

Qi Qingyun took out her phone to unlock it, handed the payment code to the proprietress, then picked up the bag and wanted to leave, but the proprietress stopped her:

"Oh, the deduction failed."

"Ah?" Qi Qingyun stopped in embarrassment, opened the balance and looked at it, and found that there was only ten yuan in it, which was just enough for his breakfast tomorrow morning.

It was only then that Qi Qingyun remembered that he was no longer the president of the Hengshi Group, a rookie in the business world. He was still in high school, a poor group, and even the tuition fees were saved by himself, and he often ate his last meal without stopping.

"..." Qi Qingyun moved her fingertips, and from the corner of her eye, she glanced at the impatient and even commotion behind her, hesitated for a moment, and was about to put the iodine and gauze back, Suddenly, a cool and pleasant male voice came from behind:

"Brush me."

Qi Qingyun was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised her head, and bumped into a pair of clear and lingling eyes.

Those eyes are standard almond eyes, with rounded and graceful curves, and the pupils are bright and beautiful as if they have lost their temper, exactly the same as in memory, but there is obvious alienation and indifference in the eyes:

"I'm in a hurry."

Through the mask and peaked cap, Qi Qingyun couldn't recognize the other person's face. He didn't seem to expect that someone other than Zhong Xuejin would save him. After paying the payment and walking out of the door, Qi Qingyun hurriedly followed, but seeing the other party getting into a Maserati, she quickly raised her voice and shouted:

"Student, you haven't told me your name yet!"

Qi Qingyun thought, looking at the other party's school uniform, it should be from Nangang No. [-] Middle School like her own. If you know the other party's name, it will be convenient to pay back the money in the future.

The man was a few meters away from him, and he didn't seem to hear what he said clearly. It took a long time to move his lips, and the voice drifted in the night sky, as light as a puff of green smoke passing with the wind, revealing a barely audible indifference:

"My surname is Zhong, Zhong Yi's Zhong."

Qi Qingyun was slightly taken aback, the plastic bag in her hand fell to the floor in an instant, and the gauze and iodine inside rolled out, making a mess in the wind.