Chapter eight hundred and nineteen once
As the nearby day students joined the waiting army, the entire bus stop became more and more lively. When Road 13 slowly drove in, the students rushed up and rushed to the position.
There are many people and few seats, so some people will naturally stand when they sit.
"Old Gao, give me the position. I was all night last night. I'm dizzy and exhausted now. Cough cough~"
"You want to sit? Hehehe~ Call Dad, oh my fuck, you kid dare to sit on my thigh."
Just as they were playing for their seats, the bus stopped slowly, and after the front door opened, several more students came in.
Among them is a girl with long and straight black hair. Anna looked at her face in surprise. It was her face, and it was Anna.
Pushing the best friend on his legs away with force, Gao Zhiming quickly sat up, "Jia Jia, sit here."
Seeing that everyone in the car was looking at her, the girl shyly lowered her head and sat down in Charles' seat.
The man next to him looked at Gao Zhiming with an exaggerated expression and made a throat-cutting action, but Gao Zhiming ignored it directly.
The boy pulled the car ring and silently blocked the girl's land to prevent others from hitting her, like a knight guarding next to the princess.
Zhao Jiajia put the hair in front of her behind her ears, then took out two village-white stuffed headphones from her bag. She first stuffed one into her ears, and the other gently touched the back of Gao Zhiming's hand.
In such a warm scene, I looked at Anna's side with an aunt-like smile. "Oh~ Look at this little couple, how great it is. Although this memory was made up by me, I have to say that this is great."
When the bus stopped at school, the students rushed to school before the music in class started.
A large part of my previous dream was missing, and I switched to the end of evening self-study and started ringing.
Seeing this, Anna began to complain to herself: "Hey, this kid Charles doesn't seem to be a person who loves learning. There are no good memories about learning."
After studying for a day, they walked towards the bus stop in groups of three or three. Zao Zhiming followed his classmates and walked towards the bus stop.
A fat man with acne on his face next to him looked up at the starry sky among the tall buildings above, "Hey, the high school student is too tired, it seems he has returned to elementary school."
"You are so tired. You guy who has been abandoned by the teacher. Why are you tired?"
The fat man stared at the young man in glasses with dissatisfaction, "Isn't this tormenting? It's more uncomfortable than going to jail!"
Gao Zhiming's words on the side interrupted their communication. He said with longing in his eyes: "I don't want to go back to elementary school. I want to grow up quickly, get through high school, go to college, and go to a place that my family can't control."
"You see the lives of those college students online are so colorful. Damn, the high school life is not as good as the slaves in the old society."
Following the words that Gao Zhiming caused, the four of them imagined their own future.
The freckled fat man clenched his fist hard and said firmly: "My dad said that when I go to college, I will give me a laptop. I want to learn programming and I will be a hacker."
"I want to fall in love! I want **!"
"I don't have those unrealistic ideas. I don't want to do anything. I just want to sleep for 8 hours a day! I want to sleep!"
After listening to the students’ thoughts, Gao Zhiming thought for a while and said, “I don’t know what to do in the future, but I feel that I can do a lot of things in the future, and do whatever I want. I like this feeling.”
The man next to him said with a wretched smile: "I know what you are going to do, so I won't talk about anything else, but you must take Zhao Jiajia to a hotel to check in."
"I'll go, your uncle." Gao Zhiming, who had a ray of redness on his face, kicked him over.
During the fight, they passed by a supermarket. The four of them walked over and opened the freezer and took out their drinks from it.
The others chose Coke Sprite Wanglaoji, but the fat man with acne picked up a bottle of canned beer.
"Fatty, okay, I'm pretty good enough to drink."
The fat man pulled the ring and raised his head and took a big mouthful. After frowned slightly, he swallowed it quickly. "A bunch of little kids can't even drink wine."
"It's just beer, so what? It depends on how you pretend. I can beat my dad at the age of 6!" The man with eyes snatched it and forced himself to take a big sip.
The beer was delivered and finally delivered to Charles's hand. He also raised his head and took a breath, and his facial features instantly wrinkled into buns.
The others watched this scene and pointed at him and laughed.
"Smile, what's so good about this thing? It's bitter and astringent. I don't even drink it if I spend money to treat it."
The fat man snatched it over and took another sip, pretending to be deep, "You kid haven't grown up yet. You'll know when you grow up."
Hearing his words, Charles stood there in a daze. He seemed to remember something. Everything around began to collapse, and the streets around him began to fade.
A table with a bottle of liquor appeared in front of Charles, which was the table in Captain Narwhal's room. The hustle and bustle around turned into the sound of waves, and the bright street lights began to shrink rapidly, turning into a shaking oil lamp.
The young Charles' body aged rapidly, scars climbed onto his face, and his organs separated from him. The special murmur of the gods began to come from the outside world.
Charles was about to wake up, but Anna on the side didn't want him to wake up like this. Waking up like this would be a nightmare.
With Anna's light wave, the surrounding environment changed rapidly, and Charles returned to her home again, enjoying the peace of life and the warmth of her family.
Anna looked at it silently, watching Charles and her classmates go to the Internet cafe, watching Charles' sister scramble for things, and watching their family have a happy New Year.
Charles slowly opened his eyes from the dream. He looked down and saw Anna staying quietly in his arms, gently pressing her fair cheeks against her chest.
After recalling the beautiful dream just now, Charles lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, "Thank you, I'm about to forget what those feelings in my memory are like."
Anna opened her eyes slowly and looked at him unexpectedly, "Do you know I control your dreams? Where is the flaw?"
"Since I came to the Earth and Sea, my dreams have never been only nightmares. This is so beautiful, and the beauty is not like my dream."
Chapter completed!