Takasaki's life was dull.

In 1994, at the age of eighteen, he graduated from high school.

He did not get into university and participated in social recruitment. He entered a state-owned factory in the suburbs of Tangcheng City - Tangcheng Mould Measuring Gauge Factory, referred to as Tangcheng Measuring Gauge, and worked as a machine tool repairman.

From then on, he lived in that dilapidated and half-dead state-owned enterprise for the rest of his life.

The only wonderful days worth remembering in this life are those days when you have a wife.

My wife is a flower in his branch, beautiful, quiet and sentimental.

He and his wife have never been in love, at least they have not had one formal relationship.

He works as a repairman, and his wife is an outer cylindrical grinder in the grinder section.

Two thousand years ago, one afternoon, I was about to get off work. My wife's intermittent feeder of the cylindrical grinder broke and he went to repair it.

At this time, everyone left after get off work, and there was no one else in the workshop, so it was quiet.

After repairing the feeder, he lowered his head and arched his waist to install other parts in front of the machine tool.

"Do you marry me?"

His wife suddenly said behind him that her voice was not high and very dull.

He was shocked, straightened up, turned around, holding a wrench in his hand, putty and confusion on his face.

The putty on the face is caused by sweating when it is hot and rubbing the cheeks with greasy hands.

He widened his eyes and looked at his wife in shock.

The wife was wearing a blue cloth work clothes and a blue cloth work hat, and her long hair was stuffed into the work hat.

Such ordinary work clothes cannot conceal the beauty of his wife. Such a fat work clothes cannot conceal the wife's slim figure.

My wife did not wear the wide explosion-proof glasses like she used to highlight her white face and big, talking eyes.

"Do you marry me? I'll marry you."

Just when he was panicked and at a loss, his wife spoke to him again.

So, they got married soon.

Although the wife's parents disagree, although their wages are not high, their future life will be difficult, so they still get married.

If they can't afford a house, they rent a house.

Life is very poor, but I live a happy life.

I dare not have children and try my best to save money to buy a house.

Later, when we had a house and life gradually improved, they planned to have children.

Tangcheng is a mountain city, their houses are on the mountain high.

That day, he took his wife on his bicycle and in the back seat to the staff hospital at the foot of the mountain for a physical examination.

When the bicycle was about to reach the foot of the mountain, the rolling line broke.

Seeing the bicycle rushing towards the intersection at high speed like a wild horse.

At the intersection, there were traffic flowing. The horizontal traffic lights had just turned into green lights, and rows of vehicles were flocking to them.

He shouted loudly, asking his wife to jump off the car, and ran towards the back of a truck with himself and his bicycle.

A "squeak" sounded and the bicycle entered the truck. He flew into the truck without any injuries.

My wife jumped off the car and touched her head on the curb on the side of the road.

He will never forget that big pool of red blood.

The blood wet a large area of ​​road and also wet his future life.

He regretted not checking the bicycle's rolling line early.

A few days ago, when he was at work, the rolling line failed a little, so he just looked at it in advance.

He regretted letting his wife jump out of the car.

I originally thought that my wife would jump out of the car and would at most suffer a bump and save her life.

If his wife doesn't jump off the truck, the result may be like him and rolling into the truck.

But, there is no if...

In the future, Takasaki will have only two things in his life: to work and go home to drink.

On the hottest summer of 2019, Takasaki was found by his neighbor and died in his bed at home, with cirrhosis and ascites.

The day before, someone saw him coming home from get off work.

The next morning, the neighbor passed by his window and saw the curtains open and he was lying on the bed in an abnormal posture.

There was no response when they smashed the door. Everyone pried open the door and saw that their bodies were already stiff and there was a smile on their faces.

That smile was happy, probably dreaming of his wife again.

When Takasaki opened his eyes again, he was in the single dormitory in the factory.

A rectangular house with a sixteen square meters has a door at one end and a wooden window opposite the door.

Under the window, there is a three-shot table.

There is a single bed on both sides of the three-pull table.

Takasaki covered himself with a military green quilt and lay on his back on the bed, motionless.

Having consciousness, he had been lying in that position, without moving at all.

In his memory, the single dormitory has been demolished, and it seems that it was demolished in 2010 and converted into a commercial housing.

He has returned to his youth.

Dream?

But, so real.

At noon, Zhang Bin from the same dormitory came back.

"Takazaki, why haven't you got up yet? Are you sick?" Zhang Bin walked to his bed and looked at him and asked.

"No, it's just a little sleepy." He answered him lazily, and then asked him, "What day is it today?"

"No. 4." Zhang Bin said smoothly, and then asked him, "It's noon, don't you get up to have a meal? I'll go to the cafeteria and bring you a copy?"

"How many months have this been?" he suddenly asked.

"April, today's Qingming Festival."

"What year is this?"

Zhang Bin, who walked to the door, turned around and came back.

"Takasaki, what's wrong with you?" He looked at him again and asked worriedly.

"No, I want to test you." He forced a smile to him.

"Damn! Are you crazy? Use this kind of problem to test people?"

"Look, you can't answer, right?"

"Two thousand years, millennium! I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!"

"Hey, will you eat at noon? Do you want to bring you a copy?" Zhang Bin continued to ask him.

Takasaki reached out to the bedside and groped for his wallet.

If he comes back, he should have his wallet under his belt.

Sure enough, the wallet was in the position he thought of!

"Take me two steamed buns, and the vegetables are worth two pieces."

He tried his best to suppress his excitement, but his voice still trembled.

Before Zhang Bin could take his lunch box from his wallet, he turned around and left.

The two of them lived in a single dormitory together. After living there for five years, their relationship has been so good, and they don’t care about this.

Takasaki held the brown wallet with some burrs to his eyes and looked at it for a long time.

This is the wallet he used before, and he really traveled back through time!

For two thousand years, he has not married his wife, and his wife is still there!

Without his wife, he had long since wanted to live, and he numbed himself by drinking alcohol all day.

The liver has been in pain for a long time, but it hurts if you don’t drink.

He doesn't care.

I died one day earlier, and I could see my wife one day earlier.

He died at the age of 44. On the day he returned, Qingming Festival.
To be continued...