Restart the Flying Age

　　 Reed roof, I-beam, lime wall, large tiled house...

　　 opened his eyes and saw this familiar scene, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Wu Tao's mouth.

　　 Xu is because of the mid-life crisis. Recently, he always dreamed of the same scene, as if the soul was out of his body, retrograde on the river of time, and returned to the flying boyhood.

　　 The scene that I dreamed of became clearer and clearer every time. That was the year of the high school entrance examination. He lived alone in the dormitory of the off-campus water conservancy station. He would see the scene every morning when he woke up.

　　 But he is not surprised anymore. Because he knows that this scene is illusory and short-lived, as long as he closes his eyes and wakes up again, he will return to reality.

　　 Close your eyes, silently count one, two, three, then open again, hey, that's weird!

　　 This time, I couldn't return to reality. Although his middle age was full of regrets and unbearable past events, it is not scientific after all!

　　 Regarding this unknown situation, Wu Tao was a little flustered. He noticed that the torn calendar on the wall was printed: May 12, 1995, Yihai year, Xin Siyue.

　　 This day is the day to fill in the application for the high school entrance examination!

　　 It was this wrong choice that led to his failure in life.

　　 So today is a major turning point in his life, very important!

　　 For later generations of junior high school students, it may not be understood, how can the application of the high school entrance examination volunteers become a major node in the trajectory of their lives? Because they think that key high schools, ordinary high schools, and then vocational technical secondary schools, this is the undoubted order of selection.

　　 But in 1995, two years before the abolition of the secondary school public expense system, in many underdeveloped areas across the country, such as Beijiang City, technical secondary schools were the first choice for many outstanding rural students that surpassed key high schools.

The reason is very simple. One is because it does not have to pay tuition fees at public expense. The other is the distribution of work packages. It can even be assigned to some good units. The predecessor of the big giants.

　　 Such a temptation is irresistible to rural children from poor families.

　　 The children of the poor headed their homes early. Rural children have this kind of awareness since they were young, they learn something with public (national) money, and then they participate in work to share the burden of the family.

　　 Wu Tao is one of them.

　　 It’s a pity that the times are changing fast. He never expected that one year before he graduated, with the complete abolition of the public expense system of the technical secondary school, the once-hot technical secondary school graduates suddenly became indifferent to grandma and uncle.

　　 The world will always sigh lightly, this era is changing fast. But when it really falls on one's head one day, subverting the three views is considered light, and destroying the belief in life abounds.

　　 After all, a rural family has worked so hard to cultivate seedlings for more than ten years. If it is useless, it is useless. How can ordinary people stand it?

However, Wu Tao was lucky. Because of his excellent grades, he got on the last train of work package assignment; but at the same time, he was unfortunate. After entering the post and telecommunications office, he was separated from the post and telecommunications. Because of his low seniority and poor background, he was forced to The post left in a pool of stagnant water.

　　 The iron rice bowl that was once fragrant and glutinous, suddenly became tasteless. Then a group of graduates with the aura of undergraduates poured in, sealing all possible paths for his ascent. Efforts are futile, because academic qualifications have become the first threshold for his ascent!

　　 resigned resolutely, left Beijiang, and came to Jinling. While working to supplement the family, he applied for adult undergraduate studies. You can imagine the suffering you have suffered, and no one can tell the tiredness. The hard work paid off, and I finally managed to see the sunrise. However, just when he had just made a small achievement, his family suddenly changed and he was once again impoverished...

　　 After a few times, he has entered middle age after his days have calmed down.

　　 He often thought that if he applied for the high school entrance exam that time, he would not be swayed by the expectations of his family and follow his own inner choices, maybe everything would be different...

　　 With a sigh, Wu Tao came back to his senses and wondered: Why is this ‘dreamland’ still there?

　　 At this moment, there was a voice that hit the soul directly outside the house: "Wu Tao, are you up?"

　　 Wu Tao's figure was shocked, it turned out to be her! Even if he knew that he was in a dream, facing the owner of the voice, he still had trouble holding on to himself.

　　 Not long after, a perfect face of melon seeds appeared on the red lacquered wooden window sill. The long and neat bangs, the pure smile like a flower, is like an RPG rocket launcher, hitting it at close range, accurately hitting the only weakness deep in his heart.

　　 "Well, An Rong, I'm up, wait for me, I'll be fine soon."

　　 Unable to continue to distinguish the true and false dreams, Wu Tao hurriedly got out of bed. Stepping barefoot on the cold mottled concrete floor, a coolness hits his forehead.

　　 was shocked all over, as if waking up from a fright in a dream, Wu Tao found that all of this had not changed in front of him.

　　 This dream is extremely long! But the thought of facing her soon--the invincible girl who had been dreaming about her for half a lifetime, no matter how long it was, it was worth it.

　　 "You move faster, today you will fill in your volunteers uniformly, but you can't be late, I'll wait for you outside." An Rong's voice came, wet and undisputed.

"understood."

　　 He slipped on the trousers, buckled the handmade cowhide belt, and put on a plaid short-sleeved shirt. Wu Tao hurried to the iron washbasin stand at the door.

He lifted the red bucket and poured half of the well water from the porcelain basin. Then he took a handful of water and wet his face carefully. At the same time, he prayed to himself: Don’t wake up at this time~www.novelmt.com~ I still want to meet Her voice and smile...

　　 The coolness came to my heart, Wu Tao was excited to thank God, thank you for letting the dream continue as I wish.

　　 looked up, in the mirror on the basin stand, a childish face with Chinese characters appeared, the beard at the corner of the mouth was fine and yellow, and the black eyes were exceptionally clear, with a faint trace of vicissitudes.

　　 Thank you young sunshine, you are still handsome and give me the greatest courage.

　　 The door was about to open, Wu Tao stood behind the door, the boy's heart thumped and thumped, a long-lost heartbeat. He took a deep breath and was about to open the door when suddenly his right hand stopped in front of the lock.

　　 After hesitating for a while, he turned around and picked up a small handful of water. After dampening his wet hair, he took care of an extremely angry and partial type.

The red lacquered wooden door opened, and An Rong turned around pretty, wearing a azure blue dress, two slender half-tube white stockings, a pair of creamy white sandals, and her smiling face, as vivid as she remembered. And perfect.

　　 "An Rong, you are so beautiful!"

　　 The girl Qiong had a sharp nose, and said, "Greasy mouth and tongue! Hurry up, I'll be late soon."

　　 The May sun was a bit dazzling, Wu Tao walked carefully out of the corridor following An Rong's back, for fear that this real dream would disappear as soon as he saw the light.

　　 Fortunately, no.

　　 The two walked out of the gate of the Binhu District Water Conservancy Station one after the other, and the noise of the whole block suddenly rushed toward them.

　　 The smoky tractor roars, the domineering scream of the cyclist, mixed with the cries on both sides of the street, constitute a vivid picture of suburban life in the 90s.

　　 At this moment, Wu Tao suddenly realized that this is not an illusory dream, but the real world.

　　‘Am I born again? ’Because only this possibility is the most reasonable explanation, even though it is not scientific.