i was my mistake

In the end, Wan Qing sat in Ye Chen's back seat, and the group rode their bicycles back in the direction they had come and gone.

"Ye Chen—! Didn't you say that you live on Yinqi Road now? It should be near here, right? Don't you want to go back?"

"Uh——I want to play a little longer." He lied a little bluntly.

But Jiang Xing didn't have the slightest doubt.

Yang Zeng even laughed and shouted: "Okay, why don't you go to my house and have dinner before going back?"

"Let's talk about this later..."

After returning to the vicinity of the factory area, the people who got together began to gradually separate.

After all, everyone's home lives in a different place.

The happiest people are the boys who send the girls back.

Even if it's just such a short contact, it will make them feel very happy.

Even the girl who looks chubby is equally popular.

...Maybe it's not because of appearance, but because of character?

After all, it's impossible for boys to be that hungry, right?

--she thinks.

Jiang Xing said goodbye to them at the end, and then only Wan Qing, Ye Chen and Yang Zeng were left.

The closer he got home, the more nervous Ye Chen was. He kept looking around, as if he was being chased by something.

"Ye Chen, Ye Chen, Ye Chen!"

"Ah? What, what?" He suddenly came to his senses.

Yang Zeng patted him on the shoulder: "What are you doing, you have been distracted since just now, what are you looking at?"

"Look at the car..."

"Damn, how old are you, don't you have to be so nervous to cross the road?" Yang Zeng said, and then he walked to the intersection in front of him, "There are no traffic lights in this kind of place, just go straight."

"No, no, be careful! What if a car rushes out?"

"The one that is far away has already seen it."

"What if it's too fast to drive in time?"

"What did you do to you, you suddenly became less courageous than a rabbit?" Yang Zeng looked at him suspiciously, and took a step forward.

The screeching sound of an electric drill could be heard from a small bungalow being renovated next to it. Farther away, two workers who were repairing the manhole cover were shaking the road with unknown tools.

And there is no car on this empty road that bends toward the distance, and it is so safe that you can even lie down and sleep directly.

He took a few steps forward with his legs open, and waved at them: "What are you doing? Come here!"

"boom--"

But at this time, the ground began to tremble more violently.

Just around the corner of the road, a truck loaded with coal has been seen rushing towards here.

In the blink of an eye, the distance was shortened a lot.

The smile on Yang Zeng's face froze a bit, because he realized...it seemed like he had no time to get out of the way.

It's too fast.

And the area covered by the big truck is too large, it is not possible to escape in one or two steps...

The howling roar had arrived in front of him.

You can even see the panicked driver trying to turn the steering wheel.

His body finally moved, and he took a step sideways, but this was the limit of what he could do.

He seemed to see some unchangeable fate beckoning to him.

But the next second, something grabbed his arm.

It was as if someone abruptly opened the clenched fist called fate, and rescued him from it.

"Boom—" He felt himself begin to lose weight.

The truck sprinted in front of him and flew out of control towards the farmland.

And one of his shoes wobbled and flew into the sky, then fell at an accelerated rate, and was crushed into a pancake by the tires...

"Bang!" He felt himself falling back to the ground, and the frozen and stagnant time began to flow again.

There was a violent panting sound like a broken bellows.

……

65. did it

The wind lifted the boy's sleeves.

The dust floats in the air like stars in the Milky Way, and it is especially clear under the sunlight.

The gray sky can barely see a little pale blue, and the huge chimney stopped working for a short time during the National Day, standing firmly like a pillar connected to the sky.

It seems to be a mountain that will never disappear.

In those few seconds, Yang Zeng even forgot to breathe.

"Cough..." Ye Chen choked on his own saliva and coughed a few times.

"Haha..." He finally remembered how to breathe, and then looked at his body in fear.

Fortunately, only one shoe flew out, and the clothes and pants got a little dust because of friction with the ground.

He's fine.

"Get up." Wan Qing grabbed Ye Chen's arm with both hands and pulled him up, and he stretched out his hand to Yang Zeng, dragging him up.

The three took a dozen steps back with lingering fear, and looked at the big truck that had turned over in the field at the same time.

It was a real heavy truck, it looked like a hill, the wheels alone were already taller than a person.

"Are you okay?" Ye Chen took a long time to look back and asked nervously.

"Damn...it's okay...thanks." Yang Zeng patted the dust off his body, "I almost died."

"Let's go, I'll take you back."

"Fuck, I don't dare to cross the road now." Yang Zeng took half a step forward, his legs were shaking, "I don't even want to go out during this holiday."

"Hahaha, you can't do that." Ye Chen deliberately joked, "Once bitten by a snake for ten years, you are afraid of well ropes? Then you can stop walking."

"Grass, you really don't know how thrilling it was at that time. Damn, it's a good thing you sent me back today." Yang Zeng put his dark arms on his shoulders, "You said it a few times today... ...You want to send me back, and you said before that you should be careful with big trucks...Damn it, you kid can predict the future?"

"Cough..." Ye Chen was a little embarrassed and wanted to explain, but Wan Qing who was beside him took the conversation away.

"Yeah, I will predict the future, and I don't want to see you die, so I told Ye Chen to take care of you today." Wan Qing put her hands on her hips, raised her brows and smiled lightly, "How is it?" , do you believe it or not?"

"Haha, I believe it—" Although Yang Zeng said so, he didn't seem to really believe it, "In short, luck is really good."

"I rescued you from the gate of hell, how can I repay me?" Ye Chen pretended to be relaxed and smiled.

"Go, treat you to dinner today!"

"Not today, Wan Qing and I have to go back and cook for Dad..."

"Why, next time, I'll treat you to something better, eat outside!"

"Okay!"

The three of them started walking again, walked the last part of the road, and sent Yang Zeng back home.

Wan Qing raised her head, looked at the familiar staff dormitory building in the distance, and smiled lightly: "Let's go."

"Hmm..." Ye Chen nodded vigorously, his footsteps were unprecedentedly light, he trotted forward, then suddenly turned around and gestured 'yeah' to her, "We did it!"

"Well, we did it."

"Changed the future again!" Ye Chen triumphantly said, "So, I don't believe in fate!"

"Well, for now, you are indeed qualified to say this."

"So let's have some hope for the future. You come back with so many memories of the future. We will definitely control our own destiny and live better and better!"

"I hope." Wan Qing smiled faintly, "Okay, let's go back, hurry up and ride."

"it is good!"

……

When I got home, there were many more cigarette butts in my father's ashtray, a TV show was playing on the screen, and there were only a few grains of rice that had stuck to the bowl wall and dried up in the empty bowl on the coffee table.

"Okay, let's make a good meal today and celebrate."

"it is good!"

"What a fart, come and help."

"what--"

"Hurry up, I'm already hungry."

"Me too……"

"Then why don't you hurry up?"

"Okay, okay, wait for me to drink..."

Wan Qing is in a particularly good mood today.

It wasn't because of saving Yang Zeng itself, but because she saw some hope.

Not every change to the future comes at a price.

But what kind of butterfly effect will this change to the future cause?

Perhaps because of this, Yang Zeng's character will no longer become as irritable as him in another world line?

Everything is full of possibilities.

Fate is hard to escape this sentence, finally shaken in her mind.

"Ye Chen."

"What's wrong?" Ye Chen, who was choosing dishes under Wan Qing's arrangement, asked without raising his head.

"Aren't you afraid of the future?"

"Why are you afraid?"

"Because there are many unknowns in the future, and the world after you grow up is a hundred times crueler than you imagined."

"Oh...what's the matter." Ye Chen raised his head, looked at her with a pair of eyes that had grown much larger, and showed a clear smile, "Thinking too much, I can't accomplish anything, why not just rush forward Woolen cloth."

"You are a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers... You must think long-term when doing things, otherwise you will suffer."

Ye Chen didn't refute either: "Leave the long-term considerations to you, and leave it to me to move forward—anyway, I will never be afraid of the future."

Wan Qing was chopping the green pepper with a 'da da' sound, no expression on her face.

Although very naive, although very naive, although the thinking is very simple, but there is a kind of momentum that will not turn back when it hits the south wall.

Perhaps Ye Chen felt that what he said was just ordinary heartfelt thoughts.

But to Wan Qing's ears, it was a wild statement.

Young and frivolous...

After living with Ye Chen for a long time, she felt that her mentality seemed to have become younger again.

She couldn't help but smiled slightly: "Well, don't think so much, just try your best to be yourself, anyway, the worst thing is to die again."

"It doesn't have to be so extreme..." Ye Chen scratched his head with his wet palm, "Okay, can you see if it works?"

"Let me see... what the hell are you doing? You can see that the yellowed leaves have not been pinched off, and then the sludge must be cleaned, bit by bit, otherwise you won't know if the bugs have mixed in. "

"There will never be bugs in here..."