Chapter 329 Return to the place where love began (1)
Why did Zhang Xiaoxian name Goddess No. 1 Yoona? All the answers will be revealed from this chapter.
----"Extraordinary Preview"
Goddess Yoona said with tears: "This is all because of you. Without you, there would be no me!"
Zhang Xiaoxian became even more confused, "Yooner, what are you talking about?"
"Xiaoxian, to put it simply, I am just a copy of Kim Taeyeon and Lin Yoona! It was you who created me! And I also wanted to fulfill your wish! All of this was caused by you thirty years later! And
I am also from 2043!"
Zhang Xiaoxian seemed to understand. He remembered the number on Yoona's body that day, which read 2043.
"Yooner, how could it be?..."
Zhang Xiaoxian was confused and fell into a long silence. He didn't know what to say.
"Xiaoxian, in this case I will take you to the future world! If you go there, you will know that we will enter the time and space mode! The time is 2000!"
...
In the year 2000, Zhang Xiaoxian had just entered junior high school, and that year he fell in love with a girl, Lin Yuner.
Could it be that the girl I have a crush on...
When Zhang Xiaoxian woke up again, he found that everything around him had changed again, and this time he seemed to know the reason for all this.
------Pain, this is Zhang Xiaoxian's only feeling. There are bursts of burning and biting pain in his right chest, which expands a little bit with every breath.
My eyelids were so heavy that they seemed to be stuck with glue and I couldn't open them.
"Doctor, how is my son??" A woman's voice sounded in Zhang Xiaoxian's ears, and the undisguised worry could be heard in her slightly hoarse voice...
"It's no longer a serious problem. He just needs a good rest now and will probably wake up tomorrow."
Then there was a sound of footsteps, and the surroundings fell into silence again.
Zhang Xiaoxian was so uncomfortable that he wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't. He wanted to raise his hand, but it didn't feel like it was his. No matter how he used his brain to issue commands again and again, he couldn't move at all. The current situation is like
The soul was forcibly separated from the body, and the soul wanted to re-enter the body and regain control. A human instinct of fear quickly attacked Zhang Xiaoxian like a flood, dragging him into the rapid whirlpool and drowning.
The suffocating fear caused Zhang Xiaoxian's confused brain to run at high speed. He tried hard to remember what had happened to him...
Thinking about it, I fell asleep once again wrapped in darkness...
I don't know how long it took, Zhang Xiaoxian slowly opened his eyes, and then stared at the white roof in confusion. He felt that his mind was blank, but his whole body felt extremely comfortable, and every cell in his body was happy.
He had never felt this kind of relaxed feeling, like a newborn baby who just lay still. Of course, except for the pain coming from his right chest.
A pair of warm hands covered Zhang Xiaoxian's cold hands. The real touch gathered his scattered consciousness.
The confused eyes gradually became bright and lively. Zhang Xiaoxian looked at the strange aunt in front of her with tears on her face and choked with tears. She frowned and thought for a while, and finally confirmed that she did not know her.
Just when Zhang Xiaoxian was about to ask, the middle-aged woman carefully rubbed Zhang Xiaoxian's face with her hand and said intermittently: "It's okay...it's okay, okay!"
After saying that, he casually wiped his face with his sleeve, sniffed hard, opened his bloodshot eyes and said, "Let's see if you will fight with others in the future! You have no memory of how many times I told you." Then he raised it high.
He quickly waved his arm towards Zhang Xiaoxian's shoulder.
When Zhang Xiaoxian saw this action, he originally wanted to block it with his arms, but his body suddenly seemed to have lost control and refused to obey him. He couldn't move, just waiting to be beaten stupidly.
Just when his arm was about to hit Zhang Xiaoxian, it made a U-turn.
"Pa" the woman finally slapped herself, and her left cheek quickly became red and swollen. Her originally haggard face became even more miserable. The woman took a deep look at Zhang Xiaoxian and then turned around and walked out of the ward. The look in her eyes made her hate the iron.
Zhang Xiaoxian felt a pain in his heart. He felt as if he had been abandoned.
Zhang Xiaoxian stared blankly at the mother's melancholy back.
What was going on, Zhang Xiaoxian was a little confused. Why was he in the ward, who was the woman just now, and why was she doing such strange actions... All of this was weird. Zhang Xiaoxian thought hard but had no clue. Suddenly,
Some colorful pictures flashed through his mind, and he felt his head buzzing. It was like there was a pot of boiling hot water in his head, and the boiling water was about to break the lid and overflow.
Zhang Xiaoxian closed his eyes in pain and covered his head with his hands, restraining himself from thinking about the scene just now. He took deep breaths little by little, and the pain gradually faded away. Zhang Xiaoxian took a long breath and slowly opened his eyes, and when the delicate palms of his hands
When it slowly slipped from his face, Zhang Xiaoxian's body tensed up again.
These... were not his own hands. Zhang Xiaoxian raised his hands tremblingly. The fair skin, slender fingers, and round nails were painted in exaggerated black, all of which were unfamiliar.
There is no familiar callus on the middle finger, and the index finger has not become deformed and bent due to long-term writing with a pen.
Zhang Xiaoxian closed his eyes tightly and then opened them again. He looked at his hands again and finally put them down silently. He silently thought about what was going on. The index finger of his left hand unconsciously touched the quilt bit by bit.
, as if dancing. Zhang Xiaoxian felt that his nerves were dancing every time, and maybe that one would suddenly break with a bang.
"Yooner, where are you...? Where am I?"
The glass on the yellow wooden door was somehow broken by the troublemaker, and only half of it was still stuck in the door to support it.
Everywhere in the classroom, three or four boys with weird hair styles were chatting animatedly with their arms around each other. There were also a few girls who were combing their hairstyles with small mirrors, looking serious as if no one was around.
Only the boys and girls in the first two rows looked like normal junior high school students, frowning and thinking hard while doing the exercises.
Zhang Xiaoxian stood at the door, looking at the group of junior high school students with an expressionless face. He was now considering whether to go in or not. This class where he was going to live for a year gave him a very bad first impression.
"Who is the bald man at the door?"
Someone said something that made the originally lively classroom quiet for an instant, and everyone turned their attention to Zhang Xiaoxian.
With his previous head shape, everyone would guess whether Zhang Xiaoxian was a delinquent or a performance artist. After he became bald, everyone who saw him insisted that he was definitely not a good person.
"Who is the bald guy?" "I don't know."
"You're not from our class, are you?" "I've never seen him, a transfer student?"
"Haha... He thought that if he shaved his head, he would pretend to be a social boss. How stupid he is!" A boy named Wang Xiaohu who was sitting in the back row laughed loudly.
The laughter quickly spread to everyone like a plague, and everyone burst into laughter.
Zhang Xiaoxian looked at the smiling man and thought to himself: "Isn't this Wang Xiaohu? Have I really returned to the year 2000?"
Zhang Xiaoxian didn't feel anything and walked into the classroom expressionlessly. Looking at the scattered tables and chairs, he casually found a place to sit down.
Perhaps it was Zhang Xiaoxian's silence that made Wang Xiaohu think that Zhang Xiaoxian was afraid of him. Wang Xiaohu sneered: "Hey, where are you from?"
Zhang Xiaoxian turned a deaf ear and took out a paper towel to wipe the table covered with colorful strokes. He took out the contents of his schoolbag one by one and placed them neatly on the table. It's not that Zhang Xiaoxian deliberately pretended not to know the world, he really didn't.
He knew how to answer this question. He didn't know where the owner of this body originally went to school, so he simply remained silent.
But in everyone's opinion, Zhang Xiaoxian was pretending to be crazy and not giving Wang Xiaohu face.
Wang Xiaohu felt that he was in a difficult situation, so he kicked the chair away from his feet, then took a few steps on the table and came to Zhang Xiaoxian, squatting down, "Boy, are you mute?"
Zhang Xiaoxian looked at the new book that Wang Xiaohu had stepped on and said, "Move your feet."
Wang Xiaohu arched his eyebrows and smiled, "Don't move! What do you think?"
Wang Xiaohu wanted to see what the newcomer would do. All the students around him stopped what they were doing and started watching the joke.
Zhang Xiaoxian licked his lips, but there was no trace of anger on his face. Just when everyone thought Zhang Xiaoxian was helpless, Wang Xiaohu suddenly swayed and with a bang, he leaned over the table and fell to the ground in a strange posture.
Zhang Xiaoxian took the textbook he pulled out from under Wang Xiaohu's shoes and shook it a few times. He raised his eyebrows and stared at Wang Xiaohu sharply as he spoke sentence by sentence.
"Although this is a rubbish book, as a person who is worse than rubbish, you are not qualified to treat it like this!"
Then he regained his dying expression, took out a piece of paper towel and quietly wiped away the gray shoe prints on the book. Not to mention that action, the aura that he could freely control was really a bit out of control.
The surrounding students were frightened by Zhang Xiaoxian's expression, and unconsciously thought that the bald man in front of them was not someone to be trifled with. At this time, a playful voice came from the door.
"Third brother, you got up early, what kind of skills are you practicing?" With his neat short hair and resolute face, if it weren't for the black diamond earring in his right ear, he would have looked like a good student.
"Are you practicing the Bone Shrinking Kung Fu? Count me in!" The long-haired boy wearing big headphones around his neck had a curious face.
When the students around them saw Wang Xiaohu and He Jingyang arriving, their mood for watching a good show suddenly rekindled.
Wang Xiaohu rubbed his mouth with his wrist, stood up and patted the dust on his body. He forgot Zhang Xiaoxian's cannibalistic expression just now.
"Boy, you're dead!"
Zhang Xiaoxian's ferocious threats to Wang Xiaohu were indifferent, and he lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand.
Suddenly he saw a girl, a girl who looked very similar to Lin Yuner. Could it be that this girl was Lin Yuner.