I trade seven with the gods

"Mom, please stop bringing me these souvenirs..."

Next to the train station, Li Hanyao held two large snakeskin bags and said with a bit of laughter.

"What do you kiddos know?"

While stuffing bean paste buns into Li Han's kiln bag, his mother taught him earnestly:

"These are all handmade by my mother. No matter how much money you spend outside, what you buy is not made of real materials. The ones sold outside have additives in them..."

After stuffing the red bean paste buns, my mother started stuffing bottles of stinky tofu:

"You give these points to your classmates, and their favorability towards you will rise instantly. Don't think that you are a great person now that you are a college student. You have to learn more from your mother about worldly ways and interpersonal relationships..."

Li Hanyao glanced at the stinky tofu and secretly cursed in his heart: "If I give these to my classmates, I might not have any interpersonal relationships."

He was suddenly very happy that he had obtained the [mustard ring] with storage function the day before yesterday. He could put these things in it while others were not paying attention.

Otherwise, I really don’t know how to take away so many things.

"Then there's no need to bring this bamboo shoot, right?"

Li Hanyao looked at the slender bamboo shoots more than one meter long in his mother's hands and couldn't help but sigh.

"Of course you need to bring it!"

His mother glared at Li Hanyao and said with great pride: "This is the real specialty of Lanshan. Bamboo shoots in other places are thick and short. Look at our Lanshan bamboo shoots, which are more than one meter long. Three centimeters wide…this is a nationally famous specialty!”

Finally, his mother handed Li Hanyao a black wallet: "When a man grows up, he must have his own wallet."

Li Hanyao took the wallet and said half-jokingly:

"Mom, all mobile payments are used now, and wallets have long been outdated... Besides, I don't need a wallet in the first place. I don't have the 'Doraemon pocket' you sewed for me on my underwear. ?"

Unexpectedly, my mother suddenly shook her head:

"Don't wear that pair of underwear, and don't put anything in that pocket from now on. When I washed your clothes last time, I discovered that the opening of the pocket was loose, and money would sometimes fall out..."

Mother paused,

She suddenly looked at the sky with memories in her eyes and said to herself:

"That must have been more than half a month ago. That time, more than [-] yuan fell out. Fortunately, you asked me to pick it up and put it in the living room drawer."

……

what?

When Li Hanyao heard this, his brain was shocked, like a thunderbolt hitting him from the blue. His pupils shrank suddenly and his body shook violently.

"Ok?"

The mother glanced at Li Hanyao in confusion. She raised her hand and waved it in front of his eyes: "Son, what's wrong?"

Li Hanyao came to his senses.

He pretended to be calm and smiled reluctantly: "It's okay, Mom."

But at this moment, a huge mystery emerged in Li Hanyao's heart.

Before that, because in the dream of "killing the mechanic A Liang", he used the twenty yuan to buy cigarettes for A Liang.

After waking up, the money really disappeared in reality.

Therefore, Li Hanyao suspected that his dreams might affect reality. Coupled with the death of the history teacher later, this further supported his conjecture.

It is precisely because of this that he feels that it was his "dream" that killed the history teacher and A Liang.

But now, my mother suddenly told herself that the twenty yuan had not disappeared...

Li Hanyao couldn't help but start to doubt again, perhaps, his dream was really just a dream and did not have the function of affecting reality.

So, what was the reason for the death of history teacher and car mechanic A Liang?

At this moment, Li Hanyao felt that his brain was in chaos.

But the reality did not allow him to think too much. The train was about to leave, and the conductor was already urging him to get on the train.

……

The train starts slowly,

Li Hanyao sat on the window seat. He did not look out the window. Because he knew that his mother must not have left yet, and he didn't want to see his mother crying.

It was the beginning of school season, and there were quite a few people who looked like college students on the train.

These young faces have not yet lost the temperament of high school students. There was a clear sense of stupidity in their eyes, like the "primary goblins" in the game copy.

Bang Bang Bang

The train vibrated slightly as it moved.

These freshmen sat in their seats, carrying huge suitcases. Some of them were typing messages back to their families on their mobile phones, while others were staring out the window in a daze.

Snapped!

A tall and thin figure sat in the empty seat next to Li Hanyao, and Li Hanyao subconsciously shrank inward.

Li Hanyao hesitated for a moment and asked politely: "Hello, there is no place to put things on it. Can I put my schoolbag on the table?"

"casual."

The tall and thin figure responded casually.

Hearing these two familiar words, Li Hanyao turned his head in surprise:

"Are you... a casual brother?"

Li Hanyao looked at the young man's profile.

Brown eyes, high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, relatively three-dimensional facial features, but with a touch of Chinese softness.

Wasn't it the foreign boy who was in the same examination room as him during the disaster examination - "Brother Sui"!

Li Hanyao was surprised and happy. Although he had just left his hometown at the moment, meeting someone he knew on the train, even if he had only met once, gave him the feeling of meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

"You don't recognize me?"

Li Hanyao smiled from the bottom of his heart:

"We were in the same examination room at that time!"

However, the foreign boy did not answer him, but looked at Li Hanyao quietly.

Li Hanyao's heart skipped a beat. Damn it, this kid didn't choose Spring and Autumn College!

According to Team Leader Shu, even after the exam is over, these disaster candidates still have the right to choose an ordinary human life - this is why the ordinary college entrance examination papers are reserved for them.

The college will send someone to contact them and confess everything to them.

If they refuse to become descendants of trouble, the academy will erase their memories of that time, and then everyone will have nothing to do with each other, and each will go their own way.

If this foreign boy also chose to "refuse", then he really shouldn't remember Li Hanyao.

Li Hanyao stopped talking. If the other person was a human, he would be harming them if he continued talking, and he might even have to clear their memory again.

"remember."

However, the foreign boy suddenly spoke calmly:

"The one who tore up the test paper."

Li Hanyao breathed a sigh of relief.

However, after answering this sentence, the foreign boy and Li Hanyao had nothing to talk about. The two of them were doing their own thing, and no one was delaying the other's business.

"It is fate that we can meet each other on the train. Next, I will recommend to you a toffee from the prairie..."

The salesman on the train is always late but arrives.

An aunt was pushing a trolley, holding a palm-sized toffee gift pack in her hand, and chatting: "The original price of a pack is 99, but now it only costs 29..."

Li Hanyao took out his mobile phone to take pictures, and then searched for the same style:

——5.9 per pack, 8% off for two packs, and a cash red envelope of 3 yuan for good reviews.

Good guy,

Li Hanyao swallowed, the profit was really huge.

Just when Li Hanyao was shocked, those cute and cute "College Goblin Initial Monsters" had been killed one by one by the salesman.

Most of them refuse shyly and don't understand. Even if they clearly express that they don't want it at first, as long as the salesman "persists" a little, they will timidly reply: "Then let me have a taste."

After a while, the salesman who had completed the "Ten Kills" pushed the cart and came to Li Hanyao and the foreign boy.

"Let's get a pack."

The salesman had a kind smile on his face.

"casual."

The foreign boy's face was expressionless.

……