Kraft woke up from a brain pain caused by a night of partying after an exam and found himself lying on a letter.
Even though the light was dim, you could still clearly see that the saliva had wetted a corner of the letter paper and spread out on the slightly yellowish rough paper. Several letters squeezed into the corner were blurred.
There is a dip pen sitting next to the letter paper. Even if the ink on the pen tip is dried and caked, and the pattern model cannot be distinguished, you can still recognize that this is definitely not the dip pen I bought for 20 yuan with free shipping on Taobao.
It is a defective product of modern industry, but it does not reach such a primitive and rough level.
You can feel tiny burrs on the pen barrel with your numb hand. Writing with this pen can compete with the operation of a certain dark arts professor from Harry Potter.
Of course, the weirdness of this pen is not one ten thousandth of the weirdness of my own behavior - my hazy eyes glanced at the beginning of the letter, good guy, an English letter to grandpa? At least it looks like English. This kind of thing
The act of writing an English letter to my grandfather in the countryside who has never learned English in his life is so confusing that it almost makes people wonder if this is not an English test paper with old-fashioned questions.
Kraft naturally reached for his pocket, but there was nothing in it. He felt that there should be a hard object to carry with him. This feeling of emptiness was uncomfortable. So he rubbed his eyes and instinctively looked around.
Want to find what you want.
On the wooden tabletop, which is rougher than the pen holder, there is only a candle with a small section left besides paper and pen. The dim light comes from this, not the familiar small desk lamp. This is even more confusing. I should be in the dormitory.
Here, not in this horror movie-like scene, but there was another thought swirling in my mind, insisting that everything was normal.
He stood up smoothly, without even a hint of hypotension caused by sitting for a long time, without numb legs. His body leaned forward naturally, the familiar and unfamiliar respiratory muscles were strong, and the air bulging from his lungs blew out the candle. The body was in
Stretching in the dark, you can feel the smooth movement of the muscles in your limbs. It's a feeling of flexibility and health that you haven't had in a long time.
He touched his pocket and walked towards the bedside in his subconscious mind. His habit of being in a dark environment surprised him for a moment. His precise positioning allowed him to sit on the edge of the bed without any bias, lifted the quilt and prepared to sleep officially.
Sleep.
In the dark and warm environment, the thoughts that had been suppressed by the headache began to surface. He thought of his grandfather whom he had not seen for a long time. It seemed that it had been half a year, and it seemed that it was less than two months.
The chaotic and fuzzy memory is as bizarre as AI painting. Sometimes the old man wears reading glasses and reads obscure Chinese medicine classics on a table covered with a glass plate, and sometimes he holds a two-handed sword and talks to a man in a robe.
The ever-changing background switches back and forth between a small Chinese-style country house and a thick granite stone wall. The sound of small conversations keeps echoing in my ears, but I can’t hear clearly what it is. The memory becomes a bizarre mixture like strawberry Mapo tofu.
What's even more strange is that he doesn't think these are in conflict.
Of course, before he fell asleep completely, he groped for the third time and tried to find the thing. First on the pillow and bedside, and then under the quilt. After a while, he remembered what he was looking for.
Where is my phone?!
What is a mobile phone?
Where is the cell phone? Where is the cell phone?
What is a mobile phone?!
I lost my phone?!
…
After a period of fright, my brain got rid of sleepiness and pain and completely woke up. Now things are clear.
A thing from another world. After partying all night after the exam, and having some gratifying accidents that may allow the roommates to successfully enter the next stage of study, I may have perfected my merits due to enlightenment, or some other third-rate novelist cannot think of it.
Due to a mysterious reason, I was thrown into another world for no reason, and I said goodbye to sub-health from now on.
Perhaps due to the wear and tear of the long journey, this soul whose right and wrong is difficult to discuss cannot even remember his own name, but the knowledge points he memorized before the exam are still engraved in his mind.
The original owner of this strong body, a young man with aristocratic spirit from the countryside, grew up under the traditional physics education of his grandfather. He grew up building a small castle that spanned three generations. The content of physical education classes since childhood was mainly about playing tricks with two-handed swords.
windmill.
Around the age of ten, Kraft began to develop into a literate person under the persuasion of his semi-literate grandfather. In a standard painful education, Mr. Anderson did not successfully teach him this method that looks like English and reads like English.
, it was written like English, but it was not the local alphabet of English. From then on, Kraft became the first cultural person in his family in three generations who could read and write fluently by himself.
So now these two people are facing good news and bad news:
The bad news is that they have been mixed up. You are part of me and you are part of me. I am afraid they will never be separated in this life.
The good news is that the mixture is so evenly mixed that it can be said to be a completely new individual. The memories and thoughts in the mind are connected with each other, like soy sauce mixed with vinegar, Coca-Cola mixed with Pepsi-Cola, and Sprite mixed with red wine. As it stands now
Well, even if they don't have both strengths, there won't be any rejection reaction.