Untouchable Boy [Rebirth]

"He called me this morning." Wan Mo stared at Cheng Qianzhao's bed, still unable to accept this.

After hearing this, Xu Jiayu became very excited, "What did you say? Call? Give it to you? When?" He couldn't figure it out. If something really happened to Cheng Qianzhao, why didn't he find himself, but a classmate who was with him yesterday? Someone who chatted a few words at the party.

"About nine o'clock." Wan Mo looked calmer in comparison, "He was in a hurry on the phone and said he didn't know why, so he could only call me."

"And then?" Xu Jiayu asked hastily.

Wan Mo hesitated, wondering if he should tell Xu Jiayu everything Cheng Qianzhao told him, and whether Xu Jiayu would accept it, "He also said...he traveled back to four years ago and let me save him."

"Time travel?" Xu Jiayu showed a confused expression on his face, "Are you sure it's... time travel?"

Wan Mo nodded, "That's what he said, and I also think he's talking nonsense. After that, my phone ran out of battery. I charged it up and called again, but I couldn't get through. I'm a little worried, so let's take a look."

Xu Jiayu couldn't stand still, so he found the nearest chair and sat down, "Ah, time travel, time travel... sounds a bit ridiculous." He sat on the chair and muttered to himself.

Wan Mo guessed that Xu Jiayu probably felt that he was dreaming at the moment, and what he heard were all sleep talk. After all, he hadn't slept all night, and his mental state was seriously not in place.

"That's right!" Xu Jiayu's voice suddenly raised, almost startling Wan Mo, "What's wrong?"

"I remembered. Last night he called someone and talked for a long time. Could it be that he was kidnapped? For some reason, the kidnapper asked him to make up these nonsense to lie to you?" Xu Jiayu asked his brain Works very satisfactorily.

Wan Mo frowned slightly, "Last night? On the phone?" He remembered, "Did we chat for about an hour?"

"That's right!" Xu Jiayu was very sure, "Although I was arguing with people on the Internet, I still paid attention to his phone calls. He usually doesn't make such long phone calls with people, so there must be something wrong. !"

Wan Mo was a little helpless. Cheng Qianzhao, a friend who seemed unreliable, reminded him in a low voice, "Why don't you ask me how I know the time?"

"Ah?" Xu Jiayu reacted, and finally understood, "He couldn't be calling you, could he?"

Wan Mo nodded expressionlessly.

Xu Jiayu sat down dejectedly.

The conversation between Wan Mo and Xu Jiayu was fruitless, and the two decided not to call the police for the time being.

No, it's not that I didn't gain anything at all. It's probably because I'm a little more certain that Cheng Qianzhao traveled back to four years ago. According to Xu Jiayu, Cheng Qianzhao didn't have any better friends than him during college. Qian Zhao contacted him after his disappearance but did not contact Xu Jiayu, which proved the seriousness of the situation, otherwise, he would never ask an unfamiliar person for help anyway.

At a better point, it will be considered a prank, and at a worse point, it will be regarded as a crazy person talking nonsense.

Wan Mo checked with Xu Jiayu what he knew, and there was basically no discrepancy. Cheng Qianzhao's statement should be taken into consideration.

The two of them met for the first time because of such an unreliable matter, and because of this matter, they got together to talk. After Wan Mo left Xu Jiayu's dormitory, he was forcibly blown by the cold wind, and his mind became clearer, which was even more inconceivable.

He and Xu Jiayu left a phone call for each other, saying that they could contact immediately if there was any situation.

After returning to the University of Physical Education, it’s not time for the end of class. Now it’s time to go back to class. With Peng Jie around, he is very relieved of the situation of those students, because he is afraid that Lao Li will suddenly check his post. After being found, he will be severely punished , He walked to the school gate, thought for a while, turned around and took a taxi, and reported his home address.

I didn't do any exercise today, but my body and brain are also a little tired. Sitting in the car, I can't help but think about it all the time, and I still find it incredible.

Wan Mo is an atheist. He thinks that all phenomena that cannot be explained by science are just that no scientific method can be found to explain them. But in this case, there is obviously no conclusive evidence that Cheng Qianzhao's disappearance is time travel back to four years ago. Wanmo's thoughts have been shaken because of everything he knows now.

After entering the room, the heater was turned on fully. He took off his coat, hung it at the door, changed into his slippers, and went straight into the bedroom, paralyzed on the bed, his thoughts drifted further and further away, as if he was physically and mentally exhausted, he fell asleep after a while .

Nothing else happened, at least Xu Jiayu didn't take the initiative to contact him immediately, and Cheng Qianzhao didn't have any new news.

It was already afternoon when Wan Mo woke up, and he took the phone casually, but there were no missed calls.

Maybe it was a prank?Wan Mo clicked his phone with his hands.

In the afternoon, I ordered takeaway. Wanmo knew how to cook by himself, but it was average. Today, he was not in the mood to do it by himself. He ate a big meal, changed his clothes, went out for a walk, and ran unconsciously after walking a few steps.

Wanmo likes sports very much. When exercising, his mind will be very clear, as if floating in the sky, but few people can keep up with his speed. Even if they can keep up with the speed, they don't have his endurance. He feels that sports should be done by himself, and he enjoys this state very much.

After running for a few steps today, his breathing became a little messy. He touched his pocket and found that he didn’t have a phone. He usually never carries a mobile phone when he runs or does other sports, so he didn’t remember to take it today. Thinking about it now, I feel a little uneasy.

Why bother, he sighed, and began to walk slowly.

It was already dark when he got home again, and he forced himself not to pick up his phone, which was too deliberate.

He took off his coat, took a shower in the bathroom, dried his hair, changed into his pajamas, turned on the TV, and nestled on the sofa before picking up his phone.

He glanced casually, and immediately sat up straight.

There is an unread message, sent three or ten minutes ago, from Cheng Qianzhao.

"Those who received this message must reply to me! Help!"

It looks like mass hair, but...

Could it be that only he can receive it?

He found Xu Jiayu's number, and was wondering whether to tell him, hesitated for a while, exited the page, and decided to reply to Cheng Qianzhao first to try, maybe after more than half an hour the spell didn't work, Wan Mo thought He clicked his tongue and typed quickly with his fingers.

"Can you get my message? Get a reply."

Cheng Qianzhao instinctively rejected his room. After waking up, his first reaction was that he was dreaming, and his second reaction was that the dream was too real. He planned to continue sleeping under the quilt until he heard his mother and father outside the door. With the sound of the conversation, he sat up with his eyes wide open in disbelief and looked around the room.

There are a whole set of comics on the bookshelf in the room, as well as the albums of favorite stars. He remembers that he gave many of them to his cousins, why are they all back?

The voice outside the door became clear, it didn't seem like a dream, did I forget the whole process when I got home?However, the layout of this room is weird, strange there, and a little confused, probably because he hasn't woken up yet.

Cheng Qianzhao put on his own slippers...they were slippers from high school, very childish SpongeBob SquarePants, he remembered throwing them away in his sophomore year, did his mother still keep them?

He heard his heart beating a little faster. When he walked into the living room, his mother was serving breakfast on the table. When she saw him coming out, she smiled at him, "Wake up? It's still early today. Go wash your face first, and then come to eat. "Cheng Qianzhao nodded. Dad was reading the newspaper. When he saw him coming out, he raised his head and gave him a sideways glance, but said nothing.

Cheng Qianzhao is both familiar and unfamiliar with this kind of dad, who usually does this when he is angry with him, pretending not to see him, but likes to squint at him.

When did he make dad angry again?

He kept thinking about all kinds of problems while brushing his teeth, and almost swallowed the toothpaste.

When I sat at the dinner table, I felt that everything was wrong, and my parents were wrong, as if... I was younger.

Cheng Qianzhao took a bite of the bread, "Mom, I fell asleep, when did I come back?"

"What?" My mother was telling my father about how her little sister, Aunt Wang's daughter, scored more than 30 points in the college entrance examination. For a moment, "You didn't go out after the exam, where did you come back from?"

Cheng Qianzhao was confused, "Exam? Final? We don't have a final exam this time, it's all homework."

Mom looked at him as if she didn't quite understand what he said, and didn't know how to answer. Dad also looked up at him strangely.

Cheng Qianzhao didn't know why, so he accidentally caught a glimpse of the mobile phone next to his father on the table, and he realized that something was wrong all along.

Nothing is right!

He ran back to the room in a hurry, the books on the bookshelf were wrong, they were all comics, many of the professional books he brought back from school were missing, the slippers were from high school, the slippers he bought in college were not there at all, the mobile phones used by his parents It's an old model, which is most unlikely. The two of them need to save face, especially for things that are often used. You can buy whichever mobile phone is new. How can you use the old model? !

Cheng Qianzhao sat on the bed and stared at the calendar hanging on the wall. The time was four years ago, and it was summer now. If I remember correctly, he had just finished the college entrance examination.

but……

Cheng Qianzhao picked up the mobile phone beside his pillow. It was the mobile phone he used in his senior year. If he was crazy, what happened to this mobile phone?

He picked up the phone and had to find someone to ask for clarification. He called Xu Jiayu first, but couldn't get through, and then tried one by one according to the name, but couldn't get through.

At last he reached the W column, and he had almost given up hope.

The phone went through suddenly.

Cheng Qianzhao took the phone away and looked at it. It was Wanmo.

The author has something to say: Good evening!It's been three days since the update, but fortunately, there are not many people looking at it.

muah.

good night.