"Bang!"

The huge pain swept across the body, and Shi Qi's consciousness slowly dissipated. In a trance, a black figure ran over...

"Shi Qi! Shi Qi..." The cold voice was a little urgent... Whose voice was it?

Shi Qi fell into darkness.

Hiss... it hurts.

"Shi Qi! I'm late!"

Shi Qi suddenly opened her eyes, but met a younger and more familiar face.

"mom?"

"Get up and have dinner quickly. It's time. If I don't call you, you won't wake up, right?"

"Did you play with your phone and read novels again last night?"

"I've told you a few times, use your phone to go to bed early. Look at what time it's now!"

While packing up his clothes and hanging them into the closet, he muttered. Seeing that there was no movement, he turned around and looked at his daughter who was looking at her dazed, "What are you going to be stupid? Why don't you get up quickly and eat and go to school!"

Shi Qi was immediately scared and didn't react to what happened. She quickly turned over and got out of bed and rushed out of the room...

When she came out from behind, my mother muttered, "I know how to read novels on my phone all day long, and I'm late for school reports today..."

"I don't know if I'm conscious, I'm worried about this and that all day long!"

"And your hair! I'll go straighten it for me today. Every girl's family doesn't know how to dress up better, what she looks like!"

"Everything to embarrass me!"

Shi Qi was confused until she walked out of the house and waited for the elevator. She saw herself reflecting her from the elevator door, wearing a school uniform, her hair curled in a mess, and her black thick-framed myopia glasses...

This...who is this?

She moved her left hand and right hand again. The ugly monster reflected on the elevator door was herself?!

Wait...it looks familiar.

This...this! Isn't this what I looked like when I was in high school?!

Natural curly hair!

Glasses with thick frames of myopia!

Shi Qi was about to pinch himself hard when someone walked up to him...

Also wearing the school uniform of No. 7 Middle School, Shi Qi quickly stood up.

After being in the entertainment industry for several years, Shi Qi has the good habit of maintaining her image at all times.

Even if you dream, you cannot be embarrassed in your dreams.

Wait... In high school, students who live on the same floor as me...

The sage!

Shi Qi looked at the elevator door. She had gone for myopia surgery since she graduated from high school. She wore glasses and felt a little uncomfortable when she wore glasses.

She held the mirror frame and widened her eyes. In the elevator door reflecting, the people around her were one head taller than her, but for a moment, she couldn't see what he looked like.

After a while, the elevator door opened. Shi Qi hurriedly walked in, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he pressed the elevator key. The other party was stunned for a moment, and then walked in with a step.

silence.

When he arrived at the first floor, Shi Qi pressed the elevator and waited for the other party to leave the elevator before he went out. When he looked over, there was no one left.

It's just a dream.

Shi Qi followed the road in her memory, rode her bicycle, and rushed into the campus in the last minute.

As expected, even if you are dreaming, this kind of stop is not late, and it is still so exciting.

She quickly followed the signs raised high on the playground and found the team behind.

The leader on the stage was talking, and Shi Qi was immersed in his thoughts off the stage. Is this dream too real?

After a while, she saw that the familiar figure walked towards the stage. It was Si Yan.

She couldn't hear what he was saying, and only saw the familiar person standing there, on the high stage, particularly dazzling...

It matches the daunting academic god in my memory exactly.

Suddenly, Shi Qi was hit by the person next to him and fell to the ground, his hands were worn out by the gravel on the ground.

Hiss...it hurts so much.

Wait...will it hurt?

She stared at the blood oozing out of her skinned palm in disbelief. It would hurt but not a dream.

Could it be that she did not dream, but... traveled through time?

No...no, she was obviously hit by a car at that time.

There are often cliché plots in novels, but I am addicted to reading them, reading them one by one...
Chapter completed!