Before The College Entrance Examination, 20 Years Later, I Sent A Text Message

Chen Yu came back to his senses, smiled, and shook his head, "No, I won't call the police, thank you."

Sun Xiaoshuang was a little puzzled, "Aren't you going to call the police? Are you sure?"

Looking at the blood on her forehead, her blue nose and swollen face, and a lot of dust on her clothes, she couldn't help but say, "You've been beaten up like this, why don't you call the police?"

Chen Yu nodded with a smile, "Well, I was beaten by my brother, why should I call the police?"

He said this not because he wanted to protect Jiang Xiu's younger brother, Jiang Rongguang, that bastard, but even though he was in a state of embarrassment at this time, Jiang Rongguang, who was finally knocked unconscious by him, was definitely worse.

So, how can anyone who has won a fight call the police? Let the police do justice?

Don't play like this!

Sun Xiaoshuang was a little speechless.

He was beaten by his own brother?

Now she has nothing to say. Being a big brother, she doesn't want to call the police and punish her younger brother. It's human nature, and she can understand it.

Nodding, she raised her feet to leave, but suddenly stopped, looked at Chen Yu suspiciously, and asked hesitantly, "Hey, did we know each other before? Why do I think you look familiar?"

Chen Yu was startled.

He frowned and looked at the "memory" of this time, but he couldn't remember any intersection he had with her in this time and space.

In this time and space, he and she should be seeing each other for the first time.

So here comes the question - why does she think I look familiar?

Does she also remember the last time and space?

Chen Yu didn't quite believe it.

Judging from the puzzled expression on her face at this time, she probably did not remember what happened in the last time and space.

So what's going on?

He couldn't figure out why.

He smiled and shook his head.

The doubts in Sun Xiao's eyes deepened, but he did not continue to ask.

She walked into the commissary on the steps, as if to buy something.

Chen Yu looked at her figure and withdrew the smile on his face with emotion. He really didn't expect to meet Sun Xiaoshuang here by chance in this time and space.

I didn't expect that in this time and space, Sun Xiaoshuang, who was not forcibly married by "him", would be a policewoman.

Sun Xiaoshuang is 9 years younger than him, and is still under 30. She still looks young and beautiful, and her police uniform makes her heroic.

He thinks she's fine like this, and he doesn't intend to interfere with her current life.

Therefore, she did not follow her words and said that they had known each other for a long time.

...

Time passed day by day, and another half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

Chen Yu, who has returned to the Jingcheng Company, has been thinking about a question for the past few days - how can Jiang Xiu be brought back to him?

Jiang Xiu in this time and space has long since disappeared, but he still has hope in his heart, and he still has the opportunity to contact his 17-year-old self and change the time and space again.

He knew that as long as he operated well, in the next time and space, Jiang Xiu would most likely be by his side and still be his wife.

Tell your 17-year-old self well, it seems useless.

When he contacted his 17-year-old self before, he repeatedly told Jiang Xiu to marry Jiang Xiu.

The results of it?

But this is the current situation.

Therefore, we must find a way to ensure that at the age of 17, I have to make up my mind to marry Jiang Xiu in the future.

In the past few days, in his spare time, he had nothing to do, and looked through WeChat, the chat records between him and his 17-year-old self in recent months.

Look through it one by one.

That night, he stayed alone on the large flat floor of more than 200 square meters, with half a glass of red wine on the coffee table by his hand, wrapped in black silk pajamas, he leaned on the sofa, and quietly turned over again with one hand. those chat logs.

He's looking for patterns, patterns of communicating with his 17-year-old self across time and space.

In other words, he has communicated with his 17-year-old self a lot. But in his impression, the two of them seem to be able to connect smoothly only one or two nights a month, which is shorter than the duration of a woman's aunt every month.

The rest of the time, no matter how he sent video call requests or text messages to his 17-year-old self, he got no response.

He has already thought about it more than once: every time he and his 17-year-old self can communicate... Is there any rule?

night?

It seemed that every time their phones could connect to each other, it was after dark.

What about other than that?

Are there any other rules?

He subconsciously looks at the date every time he has successfully communicated with his 17-year-old self.

but……

There seems to be no regularity in the date.

They have successful conversations every month on May 23, July 21, and August 21.

If you insist on the rules, is it possible to connect successfully from the 21st to the 23rd of each month?

He frowned thoughtfully.

Swipe your finger on the phone screen a few times, and look at a few text messages that I have sent to my 17-year-old self in recent days.

There are several text messages sent on September 15.

On the 16th, 17th, and 18th, I sent a few text messages, and I also tried to send a video call request, but they all received no response.

And tonight is September 19, the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month, the annual Mid-Autumn Festival.

A few days ago, when he left home and was about to return to the capital, his parents and grandma wanted to keep him at home for a few more days, saying that if he stayed for a few more days, the family would be able to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together.

That's why he noticed that September 19 this year was the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Thinking of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he subconsciously raised his eyes and looked at the night sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window, thinking: Is the moon full tonight? The moon on Mid-Autumn Festival should be very round.

It's a pity that he was sitting on the sofa, and he could only see the cold stars twinkling in the dark night, but he didn't see the moon.

With a sigh, he held the mobile phone in one hand and the red wine glass on the coffee table with the other, got up and walked to the window, looking up at the bright moon in the night.

He saw it.

At night, the moon tonight is really round, like a moon cake.

Raising a glass to invite Mingyue, to Yingying to become three people...

This poem flashed in his mind, his eyes subconsciously glanced at the red wine glass in his right hand, smiled, and raised the red wine glass to the bright moon in the night, as if he was really inviting Mingyue to clink glasses with him.

Under the moonlight, his smile was desolate.

"Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong..."

At this moment, a series of WeChat messages sounded from the mobile phone in his left hand.

Chen Yu's eyes moved slightly, his eyes fell, and at the same time he held the phone to his eyes.

As his finger unlocked the screen of the phone, WeChat messages from "Universe Chen" came into his eyes.

"Are you there?"

"I passed the re-examination. Are you affected again? Has the time and space changed again?"

"By the way, what's your situation now? Do you have money, a house, a car, a wife and children? Hehe."

"Hey, last time I asked you to help me think about what I could learn in college. Did you help me think about it? I need your opinion for reference."

...

A piece of WeChat message from his 17-year-old self appeared in front of him.

He narrowed his eyes and thought: It seems that the date I guessed just now was wrong. Today is September 19, but I successfully received a text message from my 17-year-old self.

That……

What is the rule that I and my 17-year-old self can communicate every time?

He frowned and thought for a moment, then slowly raised his head to look at the bright moon in the night.

He suddenly remembered the night when he successfully contacted his 17-year-old self for the first time. It seemed that the full moon was also in the sky at night.