Net King Returns to the First Generation
Chapter 1 Time Reversal
The plane from Los Angeles, USA to Tokyo, Japan was delayed for three hours, and the airflow was not smooth when it was about to land.The plane had to circle over the sea near Japan.This made Nioh, who was planning to go home for dinner, have to face an airplane meal.Singapore Airlines' in-flight meals are famously rich, but he still finds it hard to swallow.
After all, the fatigue brought about by a week of business negotiations and hotel meals needs home-cooked porridge and side dishes to eliminate.
He rested his chin and poked the bread with a fork in one hand, sighing.
I haven't seen you for a week, does Aoi miss her father?He must have grown up a lot. Children of this age are always different every day.Recalling the business trip two months ago, but in just two weeks, Aoi didn't know anyone when he returned home, and he stretched out his arms and made his own girl cry, Nio always felt a kind of indignation a feeling of.
He glanced at the untouched plane meal in front of him again, and admitted that he had no appetite.
The 32-year-old Nioh looks like a mature man from any angle.His pale complexion and thin figure, which are the same as when he was a teenager, are very suitable when paired with various suits.
He married his girlfriend five years ago, and now they have a pair of children.The eldest son, Qingzhen, has just turned four years old, and the youngest daughter, Aoi, has just turned [-] days.A large part of the focus of life has shifted to the children.
Busy, not monotonous, but somewhat dull life.
However, life cannot polish off this man's most essential willfulness.He is still picky, likes to make small jokes, is eclectic in small details, but has obsessive-compulsive disorder in big frames.
Not too different from the tricksters who laughed on the court in middle school a dozen or 20 years ago.
So satisfying, thought Nioh, pushing the fork and planning to ask his wife to cook some supper when he got home hungry.
The plane in the air current shook erratically, and in the night, large clouds covered the view that the plane windows could reach.
The lack of sleep caused by overtime work and the hunger that couldn't be concealed even if he lost his appetite made Nioh a little tired. He relaxed his body and sat back on the back of the chair, closing his eyes.
Are you dreaming?
I fell asleep so easily, could it be that I was too tired?
But... who were these children, and why did they appear in his dreams in groups?
Eh?
Are you all playing tennis?
Could it be that it's been a long time since I touched a tennis racket, so I think about it day by day and dream about it at night?
Nioh struggled to open his eyes, the sense of confusion in the scene made him dizzy for a while, he should have fallen asleep on the vibrating plane, but when he woke up, his whole body was peaceful.As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the ceiling painted light green, and at that moment he felt chills all over his body.
Where am I?
What happened?
Niwang sat up abruptly, seeing a three-tiered wooden bookshelf, most of which was empty.The style of this bookshelf is very familiar, it seems to be the one he has been using for six years in middle school.
Well, this room looks familiar too.
On the right side of the hard board bed with blue sheets is a wardrobe painted silver-gray, and on the left is a brand-new desk one and a half meters away, facing two sliding glass windows.The light blue curtains can't block much sunlight, and the whole room is bright at this moment.
Isn't this his room in Kanagawa?
After graduating from elementary school and moving to Kanagawa with his father's promotion, he had his own room for the first time, and he could paint and decorate it according to his own preferences.He remembered every detail here clearly.
Nioh couldn't help but blinked a few times.
He breathes in, breathes out, breathes in, breathes out.It took several repetitions to calm down.
Lifting the quilt and standing up, he looked down at the spring pajamas on his body - well, it was a style that was popular when he was a child, and it didn't look too big.Oh, how tall is he at this moment?Is it more than 160?
His mind was full of distracting thoughts, which made people's brain ache.For a while, there are various fragments of childhood memories that gradually appeared, and for a while, it was the trivial life of him with his wife and children at home in Tokyo not long ago.
He sat on the edge of the bed in pain, a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Masaji? Masaji! Come out for breakfast! Didn't you say you're going to the tennis club to buy rackets today?" A familiar yet unfamiliar call came from the door, "Are you up yet?"
"Immediately, I haven't changed yet." King Ni responded reflexively.
He put on cotton slippers, and opened the closet door casually. The jackets hanging here and there were all popular styles, but he hated them no matter what he saw, so he had no choice but to take the army green cotton jacket and pure white V-neck sweater that were placed in the corner. .The sweater is slim, and the padded jacket is a simple style, with no decoration except for zippers and pockets.Nioh knew with his toes that his self 20 years ago despised them for being too plain.
The trousers folded and placed under the hanging clothes were denim and sports cotton trousers. Thinking that today seemed to be a request to pick a racket, Nioh found a pair of black sports trousers.
Folding the changed pajamas and placing them on the bed, Nioh took two steps to the window and opened the curtains.The sky in spring is particularly beautiful, and the clouds at the far end are dyed bright orange by the early sun.The sun has not yet risen, and the street in front of the window has not yet been occupied by sunlight, and a few street trees with few leaves stand upright on the road.Looking from the second floor where the room is located, there is a cherry blossom tree outside the window, the new buds have just sprouted, and the branches still look shabby.
At the far end of the line of sight, you can see several older small bungalows and the sea ring road and the sea exposed between the houses.
This is a scene Nioh hasn't seen for a long time.
Ten years, no, even less than ten years, this street in Yokohama, which is not considered prosperous and central, will no longer be able to see the sea level at this time, and the seaside will be surrounded by various sea-view buildings Occupied, and on the way to the city center, the houses are getting higher and higher.
It wasn't until this time that Nioh finally calmed down, and the sense of absurdity that suddenly returned to 20 years ago when he woke up gradually faded away.
He stretched out his hand to open the window, and the oncoming cool wind with the smell of the sea hit his cheek, and the slight pain gave him a sense of reality—this is Kanagawa, and here is his 12-year-old.
When I opened the door and walked downstairs, I met my sister who was yawning and her hair was hanging loose. She was holding a comb in one hand and a hair tie in the other, and was about to walk into the bathroom at the corner of the floor.
Seeing King Ren surprised, she asked, "You got up so early today?"
Nioh was also very surprised: I was still so confused when my sister who became a professional woman later?
"It seems that Masaharu really likes tennis." Sister Nioh sighed, "I met you on the morning of the holiday for the first time. I thought my mother would not wake you up like before."
Of course I love tennis.
Nioh concealed the strangeness brought about by the replacement of time and space, and bared his teeth at his sister: "Then why are you waking up so early?"
"Go to tutoring." Sister Renwang quickly tied her ponytail, "You will be as busy as me in three years." She said so and handed the comb to Renwang's hand, "I finished using the bathroom, Put it back for me, thank you."
Watching her back running down the stairs, King Ni let out a long breath from his lungs.
Is it a lucky thing to go back in time?
For those with regrets or vengeance, perhaps yes.But Nioh doesn't think there is anything unfortunate about his 32-year-old life.His family didn't have too many disputes, and life at home got better and better as he got older.Even whether it's falling in love, finding a job, or starting a family, there are not too many twists and turns.
So what's the point of doing it all over again?
Nioh didn't know.He was confused and sober.
This is an inexplicable adventure, no matter whether he has regrets or not, such an opportunity cannot be wasted.
The 12-year-old Nioh may be immature, and the 22-year-old Nioh may be hesitant, but the 32-year-old Nioh, the experience accumulated over the years is enough for him to make a judgment.
Anything can find meaning.
Go back to 20 years ago, do it all over again, does life have to repeat itself?
Repeat the same trajectory, stand at the same point, and end up living the same life?
Nioh can't do it.He is not such a step-by-step person.How boring it would be if you could live your life all over again without changing the known life.
Really no regrets?
Is there really nothing you want to change?
Nioh suddenly remembered the tennis match that was unforgettable in the third year of junior high school, but now only a little bit sad, those people who left deep traces in his youth.
It turned out to be the case.
I care so much about them.
Niwang laughed.
Tennis is undoubtedly a very expensive sport.Racquets, balls, wristbands, sneakers... No matter how you look at it, it is a big expense.
Nioh's father didn't have a lot of money. After all, he changed his house immediately after being promoted, and moved to Yokohama, Kanagawa, a big city in Kanto.But after realizing that his eldest son's love and dedication to tennis was sincere, he took his eldest son to find a tennis club with a good reputation that he had inquired about.
"Dad is really bleeding this time, so Masaji must not be a 3-minute heat." Niwang's father smiled gently.He patted the head of his son, who had grown to his shoulders, and readily paid for the tennis equipment recommended by the coach just now for beginner boys of this age, and he also applied for the club's annual card for Nioh.
Nioh hugged the big tennis ball and nodded, "I'm sure I won't be hot for 3 minutes, Dad, you still have to go to work, right?"
He shook his head to avoid Niwang's father's big hand.
Niwang's father had no choice but to let go of his hand regretfully: "Then you stay here obediently, and if you want to learn tennis, study hard. Remember to go back at noon and bring food to your brother."
"I see."
Nioh's father, who took his son out to buy things while meeting with clients, skipped work for two hours without showing any trace, waved his hand at Nioh coolly, and left with peace of mind.
Holding the tennis bag, the 32-year-old Nioh in his heart felt sour when he saw his calm and generous back.
He turned around and followed the coach who took beginners to the tennis court.
After graduating from college, he didn't touch the racket much.It doesn't matter if it's because I'm busy with work, or because I don't have time or energy, in short, I put down tennis completely.As time went by, he forgot that he used to like tennis so much.
I can’t lie to anyone, the excitement and excitement that surged from the bottom of my heart when I held the racket, and the scene that came to my mind along with the familiar scene, he and his companions were sweating profusely in yellow and black sweatshirts...
Of course, there are those games that will never be forgotten anyway.
When he was 12 years old, he was still playful by nature. Even if he liked tennis, it didn't mean he practiced hard enough.It wasn't until he entered Lihai University and joined the tennis club that he was infected by a group of peers and aroused by those three domineering looks that he really started to study tennis.
How about doing it all over again?
Even if you leave tennis behind for nearly ten years, the skills you once mastered will not disappear.The crossroads and blind spots on the practice road have all been overcome.
Can he expect more?
For example, win a few games that you are unwilling to lose, show your edge earlier, strive for a more favorable position in Lihai University, even determine your own path in advance, and get to know the friends who play together in advance...
King Ren raised the corner of his mouth: "Puff."
After all, the fatigue brought about by a week of business negotiations and hotel meals needs home-cooked porridge and side dishes to eliminate.
He rested his chin and poked the bread with a fork in one hand, sighing.
I haven't seen you for a week, does Aoi miss her father?He must have grown up a lot. Children of this age are always different every day.Recalling the business trip two months ago, but in just two weeks, Aoi didn't know anyone when he returned home, and he stretched out his arms and made his own girl cry, Nio always felt a kind of indignation a feeling of.
He glanced at the untouched plane meal in front of him again, and admitted that he had no appetite.
The 32-year-old Nioh looks like a mature man from any angle.His pale complexion and thin figure, which are the same as when he was a teenager, are very suitable when paired with various suits.
He married his girlfriend five years ago, and now they have a pair of children.The eldest son, Qingzhen, has just turned four years old, and the youngest daughter, Aoi, has just turned [-] days.A large part of the focus of life has shifted to the children.
Busy, not monotonous, but somewhat dull life.
However, life cannot polish off this man's most essential willfulness.He is still picky, likes to make small jokes, is eclectic in small details, but has obsessive-compulsive disorder in big frames.
Not too different from the tricksters who laughed on the court in middle school a dozen or 20 years ago.
So satisfying, thought Nioh, pushing the fork and planning to ask his wife to cook some supper when he got home hungry.
The plane in the air current shook erratically, and in the night, large clouds covered the view that the plane windows could reach.
The lack of sleep caused by overtime work and the hunger that couldn't be concealed even if he lost his appetite made Nioh a little tired. He relaxed his body and sat back on the back of the chair, closing his eyes.
Are you dreaming?
I fell asleep so easily, could it be that I was too tired?
But... who were these children, and why did they appear in his dreams in groups?
Eh?
Are you all playing tennis?
Could it be that it's been a long time since I touched a tennis racket, so I think about it day by day and dream about it at night?
Nioh struggled to open his eyes, the sense of confusion in the scene made him dizzy for a while, he should have fallen asleep on the vibrating plane, but when he woke up, his whole body was peaceful.As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the ceiling painted light green, and at that moment he felt chills all over his body.
Where am I?
What happened?
Niwang sat up abruptly, seeing a three-tiered wooden bookshelf, most of which was empty.The style of this bookshelf is very familiar, it seems to be the one he has been using for six years in middle school.
Well, this room looks familiar too.
On the right side of the hard board bed with blue sheets is a wardrobe painted silver-gray, and on the left is a brand-new desk one and a half meters away, facing two sliding glass windows.The light blue curtains can't block much sunlight, and the whole room is bright at this moment.
Isn't this his room in Kanagawa?
After graduating from elementary school and moving to Kanagawa with his father's promotion, he had his own room for the first time, and he could paint and decorate it according to his own preferences.He remembered every detail here clearly.
Nioh couldn't help but blinked a few times.
He breathes in, breathes out, breathes in, breathes out.It took several repetitions to calm down.
Lifting the quilt and standing up, he looked down at the spring pajamas on his body - well, it was a style that was popular when he was a child, and it didn't look too big.Oh, how tall is he at this moment?Is it more than 160?
His mind was full of distracting thoughts, which made people's brain ache.For a while, there are various fragments of childhood memories that gradually appeared, and for a while, it was the trivial life of him with his wife and children at home in Tokyo not long ago.
He sat on the edge of the bed in pain, a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Masaji? Masaji! Come out for breakfast! Didn't you say you're going to the tennis club to buy rackets today?" A familiar yet unfamiliar call came from the door, "Are you up yet?"
"Immediately, I haven't changed yet." King Ni responded reflexively.
He put on cotton slippers, and opened the closet door casually. The jackets hanging here and there were all popular styles, but he hated them no matter what he saw, so he had no choice but to take the army green cotton jacket and pure white V-neck sweater that were placed in the corner. .The sweater is slim, and the padded jacket is a simple style, with no decoration except for zippers and pockets.Nioh knew with his toes that his self 20 years ago despised them for being too plain.
The trousers folded and placed under the hanging clothes were denim and sports cotton trousers. Thinking that today seemed to be a request to pick a racket, Nioh found a pair of black sports trousers.
Folding the changed pajamas and placing them on the bed, Nioh took two steps to the window and opened the curtains.The sky in spring is particularly beautiful, and the clouds at the far end are dyed bright orange by the early sun.The sun has not yet risen, and the street in front of the window has not yet been occupied by sunlight, and a few street trees with few leaves stand upright on the road.Looking from the second floor where the room is located, there is a cherry blossom tree outside the window, the new buds have just sprouted, and the branches still look shabby.
At the far end of the line of sight, you can see several older small bungalows and the sea ring road and the sea exposed between the houses.
This is a scene Nioh hasn't seen for a long time.
Ten years, no, even less than ten years, this street in Yokohama, which is not considered prosperous and central, will no longer be able to see the sea level at this time, and the seaside will be surrounded by various sea-view buildings Occupied, and on the way to the city center, the houses are getting higher and higher.
It wasn't until this time that Nioh finally calmed down, and the sense of absurdity that suddenly returned to 20 years ago when he woke up gradually faded away.
He stretched out his hand to open the window, and the oncoming cool wind with the smell of the sea hit his cheek, and the slight pain gave him a sense of reality—this is Kanagawa, and here is his 12-year-old.
When I opened the door and walked downstairs, I met my sister who was yawning and her hair was hanging loose. She was holding a comb in one hand and a hair tie in the other, and was about to walk into the bathroom at the corner of the floor.
Seeing King Ren surprised, she asked, "You got up so early today?"
Nioh was also very surprised: I was still so confused when my sister who became a professional woman later?
"It seems that Masaharu really likes tennis." Sister Nioh sighed, "I met you on the morning of the holiday for the first time. I thought my mother would not wake you up like before."
Of course I love tennis.
Nioh concealed the strangeness brought about by the replacement of time and space, and bared his teeth at his sister: "Then why are you waking up so early?"
"Go to tutoring." Sister Renwang quickly tied her ponytail, "You will be as busy as me in three years." She said so and handed the comb to Renwang's hand, "I finished using the bathroom, Put it back for me, thank you."
Watching her back running down the stairs, King Ni let out a long breath from his lungs.
Is it a lucky thing to go back in time?
For those with regrets or vengeance, perhaps yes.But Nioh doesn't think there is anything unfortunate about his 32-year-old life.His family didn't have too many disputes, and life at home got better and better as he got older.Even whether it's falling in love, finding a job, or starting a family, there are not too many twists and turns.
So what's the point of doing it all over again?
Nioh didn't know.He was confused and sober.
This is an inexplicable adventure, no matter whether he has regrets or not, such an opportunity cannot be wasted.
The 12-year-old Nioh may be immature, and the 22-year-old Nioh may be hesitant, but the 32-year-old Nioh, the experience accumulated over the years is enough for him to make a judgment.
Anything can find meaning.
Go back to 20 years ago, do it all over again, does life have to repeat itself?
Repeat the same trajectory, stand at the same point, and end up living the same life?
Nioh can't do it.He is not such a step-by-step person.How boring it would be if you could live your life all over again without changing the known life.
Really no regrets?
Is there really nothing you want to change?
Nioh suddenly remembered the tennis match that was unforgettable in the third year of junior high school, but now only a little bit sad, those people who left deep traces in his youth.
It turned out to be the case.
I care so much about them.
Niwang laughed.
Tennis is undoubtedly a very expensive sport.Racquets, balls, wristbands, sneakers... No matter how you look at it, it is a big expense.
Nioh's father didn't have a lot of money. After all, he changed his house immediately after being promoted, and moved to Yokohama, Kanagawa, a big city in Kanto.But after realizing that his eldest son's love and dedication to tennis was sincere, he took his eldest son to find a tennis club with a good reputation that he had inquired about.
"Dad is really bleeding this time, so Masaji must not be a 3-minute heat." Niwang's father smiled gently.He patted the head of his son, who had grown to his shoulders, and readily paid for the tennis equipment recommended by the coach just now for beginner boys of this age, and he also applied for the club's annual card for Nioh.
Nioh hugged the big tennis ball and nodded, "I'm sure I won't be hot for 3 minutes, Dad, you still have to go to work, right?"
He shook his head to avoid Niwang's father's big hand.
Niwang's father had no choice but to let go of his hand regretfully: "Then you stay here obediently, and if you want to learn tennis, study hard. Remember to go back at noon and bring food to your brother."
"I see."
Nioh's father, who took his son out to buy things while meeting with clients, skipped work for two hours without showing any trace, waved his hand at Nioh coolly, and left with peace of mind.
Holding the tennis bag, the 32-year-old Nioh in his heart felt sour when he saw his calm and generous back.
He turned around and followed the coach who took beginners to the tennis court.
After graduating from college, he didn't touch the racket much.It doesn't matter if it's because I'm busy with work, or because I don't have time or energy, in short, I put down tennis completely.As time went by, he forgot that he used to like tennis so much.
I can’t lie to anyone, the excitement and excitement that surged from the bottom of my heart when I held the racket, and the scene that came to my mind along with the familiar scene, he and his companions were sweating profusely in yellow and black sweatshirts...
Of course, there are those games that will never be forgotten anyway.
When he was 12 years old, he was still playful by nature. Even if he liked tennis, it didn't mean he practiced hard enough.It wasn't until he entered Lihai University and joined the tennis club that he was infected by a group of peers and aroused by those three domineering looks that he really started to study tennis.
How about doing it all over again?
Even if you leave tennis behind for nearly ten years, the skills you once mastered will not disappear.The crossroads and blind spots on the practice road have all been overcome.
Can he expect more?
For example, win a few games that you are unwilling to lose, show your edge earlier, strive for a more favorable position in Lihai University, even determine your own path in advance, and get to know the friends who play together in advance...
King Ren raised the corner of his mouth: "Puff."
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