How could it be this point in time?

Liu Xing looked at the other things on the table—a few small toys, an open pack of biscuits, a few FC cassettes without shells, and a diary.

Diary?

Liu Xing was a little surprised, because he wrote a diary a few times when he was a child, and it was all required by the teacher, to put it bluntly, it was homework, so Liu Xing remembered that he kept his diary in school when he was a child.

So what is this diary?

Wait a minute!

Liu Xing frowned, and suddenly thought of something.

Could it be?

Liu Xing picked up the diary with a trembling hand, and then slowly opened the first page, and saw the three big characters on the top of this page...

Chapter 1!

Liu Xing threw away the diary like an electric shock, and a long-sealed memory appeared in his heart, or black history, a black history that Liu Xing had long forgotten.

In about 2,000 years, because computers and mobile phones were not very popular, reading all kinds of books was still a popular way of entertainment and leisure at that time, so renting a bookstore came into being at that time, and you only need to pay a deposit of dozens of dollars to borrow all kinds of books at a rent of a few cents a day.

Because Liu Xing's parents are still relatively open-minded, and compared to letting Liu Xing play games or watch TV all day long, reading books is definitely a healthier way of entertainment and leisure, so when the rental bookstore opened at the door, Liu Xing got a book card as soon as possible.

At the beginning, Liu Xing, who was in elementary school at the time, definitely preferred to read comics, and the comics in the rental bookstore were not updated quickly, so it didn't take long for Liu Xing to finish reading all the comics in this rental bookstore, including some otome-oriented comics.

Now that he has finished reading the comics, Liu Xing can only focus on the category that has the most books in the rented bookstore at that time——。

Compared with the most popular martial arts at that time, the newly emerging Internet was more in line with Liu Xing's appetite, after all, martial arts at that time was still a bit of reading pressure for primary school students, and the Internet was still better than martial arts in terms of fun.

So Liu Xing has stepped into the pit of the Internet since then, and he can be regarded as the first batch of Internet enthusiasts, although Liu Xing is not the Internet that he reads on the Internet.

I watched it like this for a year or two, and because of the update of the Internet, it took a long time to rent a bookstore to get a batch of new books... Fortunately, the online authors at that time were quite principled, and basically they would not enter the palace easily, so in Liu Xing's impression, all the networks he read when he was a child were finished.

Back to the topic, as the representative of the Chinese class in the class, Liu Xing was quite optimistic about his writing ability at that time, so one night in the fifth grade of primary school, Liu Xing looked at the notebook in front of him and finally made up his mind to write down those three words - Chapter 1!

That's right, Liu Xing began to try to write about the Internet when he was in the fifth grade of primary school, and if he is not mistaken, it should still be a virtual online game theme, because the most popular Internet genre at that time was virtual online games, and Liu Xing, who originally liked to play games, naturally did not leave a book on virtual online games.

Of course, it's not the same thing as writing, but Liu Xing, who was full of self-confidence at the time, didn't have a little AC middle number in his heart, so Liu Xing wrote a whole notebook network in the middle of splashing ink... But the most important thing is that Liu Xing is also very proud to show his "masterpiece" to his friends.

Then, this diary, which carries Liu Xinghei's history, fell into the hands of the head teacher.

The result can be imagined, although the head teacher did not let Liu Xing invite the parents, nor did he punish him, but only let Liu Xing read his first chapter in the class.

Liu Xing vaguely remembered that he was standing on the podium at that time, reading what he wrote with a slight trembling tone, and then without reading a few sentences, Liu Xing found out how bad the writing was, how dry the plot was, and when he read some places, Liu Xing thought of two words - embarrassing.

But I don't know why, after reading my first chapter, the classmates applauded warmly, which really made Liu Xing a little overwhelmed, I don't know why they applauded?

After that, Liu Xing was called out of the door by the head teacher, and seriously helped Liu Xing correct the content errors in the first few chapters, and finally told Liu Xing in a serious tone - it is a good thing to have a dream, but dreams need to be supported by ability, and writing these things now is tantamount to a castle in the air, so you have to study hard now, and talk about it when you grow up.

So, Liu Xing hid this notebook in the deepest part of the bookcase after that day, and later put this diary in another book when he sold scraps...

Thinking of this, Liu Xing suddenly wanted to thank her primary school homeroom teacher, because she made the most beneficial decision for herself at that time, and she did not directly accuse herself of not doing her job.

If the head teacher invited his parents at that time, Liu Xing estimated that touching the Internet might become a shadow of his childhood...

Liu Xing sighed, couldn't help but pick up the notebook again, opened the first page and looked at it for a few moments, and then couldn't help but throw the diary back on the table, because the first few sentences were too embarrassing to write, and it was not in the right mouth.

Liu Xing couldn't help but feel ashamed of himself when he was a child, and he also felt that he was really brave back then, even if this kind of "masterpiece" was used to entertain himself, he even dared to lend it to others for "observation".

Hiss~

Liu Xing felt goosebumps rise when he thought about it.

If he was standing in front of him when he was a child at this time, Liu Xing would definitely say "admire, admire" to him!

"Liu Xing, why are you so slow!"

At this moment, Liu Xing suddenly heard someone downstairs as if someone was calling him, but this voice sounded a little familiar, but Liu Xing was sure that the person should be a child.

Liu Xing subconsciously walked to the window, looked down carefully, and saw a child waiting for another child to cross the street across the street.

Liu Xing fixed his eyes and recognized at a glance who that little kid was - Liu Qindong!

Liu Qindong?!

So, the person who is going to cross the street is himself?

Sure enough, when the little kid who crossed the street turned around, Liu Xing saw himself as a child.

What's going on?

Liu Xing touched the back of his head, and he couldn't figure out what was going on.

But at this moment, Liu Xing suddenly heard a "Gada" behind him, Liu Xing hurriedly looked back and found that the stone door had disappeared.

What does this mean?

Liu Xing suddenly realized something, hurriedly ran out of the room and opened the door, and then ran directly downstairs, when Liu Xing came to the street, he saw himself and Liu Qindong when he was a child talking and laughing and turned into another street.

didn't have time to check the surrounding situation, Liu Xing hurriedly chased after him, because he didn't know why, a sentence suddenly appeared in Liu Xing's mind - if you can't catch up with them, then you will lose forever...

Although he didn't know what he would lose, Liu Xing knew that it must be very important to him.

Just as Liu Xing stepped into another street with one foot, the originally quiet surroundings suddenly became noisy, and many pedestrians appeared in front of him except Xiao Liu Xing and Xiao Liu Qindong, and the surrounding shops were also open.

As soon as there were many people, Liu Xing subconsciously slowed down and began to keep his distance from Xiao Liu Xing and Xiao Liu Qindong.

Because the speed of children is not fast, Liu Xing will pretend to look at the surrounding shops from time to time, and then Liu Xing will find that these shops are quite contemporary, and Liu Xing feels a little nostalgic for the items sold in them.

However, at this time, Liu Xing realized a problem, that is, the street here is the street of his hometown, but Liu Qindong was his classmate when he was studying in Rongcheng, although his hometown is only about two hours' drive from Rongcheng, but in Liu Xing's memory, Liu Qindong must not have been here.

"Liu Xing, where are you going?"

Liu Xing, who was still looking at the back of the store, subconsciously turned around when he heard someone calling him, and found that an old man carrying something was standing in front of little Liu Xing, who was Liu Xing's grandfather.

The reason why Liu Xing would go back to his hometown every winter and summer vacation when he was a child was because there were grandparents in his hometown who loved him.

When he saw his grandfather, Liu Xing's eyes suddenly became dry, because Liu Xing had always felt sorry for his grandfather.

When Liu Xing was in junior high school, his grandfather was hospitalized because of diabetes, and Liu Xing didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at that time, so on a Sunday Liu Xing used the excuse of going to see his grandfather, and then ran out to play after seeing his grandfather, but his grandfather died of illness in the afternoon...

Until now, Liu Xing still remembers that in the ward that afternoon, his grandfather was watching him all the time.

"Grandpa, Liu Qindong and I went to find Li Qilong and Liu Yu to play with them."

Xiao Liu Xing said with a smile: "Grandpa, give me some funds for the activity." ”

Grandpa shook his head and said helplessly: "You kid, let me tell you what is good." ”

While speaking, my grandfather took out five yuan from his pocket and handed it to Xiao Liu Xing, who left with Xiao Liu Qindong after thanking his grandfather.

It's me.

Liu Xing shook his head, because his grandfather loved his eldest grandson since he was a child, so when he was a child, he often asked his grandfather for pocket money, and his grandfather was responsive.

But then again, who are Li Qilong and Liu Yu? Liu Xing doesn't remember having these two friends when he was a child.

"Huh."

Just when Liu Xing passed by his grandfather, the pocket in his grandfather's hand suddenly broke, and all kinds of vegetables and fruits in it were scattered all over the ground.

At this time, Xiao Liu Xing and Xiao Liu Qindong were about to turn into the next street.

What should I do?

Liu Xing only hesitated for a second this time, then chose to squat down to help his grandfather pick up things, as for Xiao Liu Xing and Xiao Liu Qindong who were about to be lost, it was better to let it be.

Even if all this is false, Liu Xing doesn't want to make a wrong choice again.

After helping my grandfather pick up all the things, when my grandfather just wanted to thank Liu Xing, he was a little distracted after seeing Liu Xing's face clearly.

Although Liu Xing is not a baby face, people who have known Liu Xing since childhood feel that Liu Xing's appearance has not changed much over the years, it is nothing more than more flesh on his face.

So at this time, Liu Xing suddenly became a little nervous, because Liu Xing was worried that his grandfather would recognize him, if his grandfather really recognized him, then how should he explain it?

Do you say that you are a time-traveler?

Thinking of this, Liu Xing could only choose to take the lead, "Old man, where is your home, do you need me to help you bring things back, you definitely can't take so many things by yourself now." ”

"Oh, turn right right in front of my house, and it's a few steps away." Grandpa nodded hurriedly and said, "Then thank you, young man." ”

Liu Xing nodded, and took his grandfather back to the house half a step in advance.

At this time, at home, the door that Liu Xing had too late to close when he came out had already been closed.

After opening the door, Liu Xing saw his grandmother.

In order to prevent his grandparents from really recognizing him, Liu Xing rejected his grandfather's proposal to let him in to drink saliva and rest, and prepared to go back to find Xiao Liu Xing and Xiao Liu Qindong.

Just as Liu Xing was about to go downstairs, his grandfather suddenly said, "Young man, I think you look a bit like someone I know, but you are much more sensible than him." ”

When he heard this, Liu Xing couldn't help but stop and said: "You should be talking about your grandson, I saw you talking to him just now, and I also think I look a little like him; As for being sensible or something, it's because he's so young now, and when he grows up, he'll be as sensible as me. ”

"Perhaps." Grandpa smiled and said, "Then I can only wish you a safe life here, and I hope we will have the opportunity to meet again in the future." ”

At this time, Liu Xing didn't dare to look back, because Liu Xing didn't want his grandfather to see the tears left on his face, so Liu Xing raised his right hand and waved, and then went downstairs.

As for the phrase "long life and 100 years old", the current Liu Xing can't say anything.

In the corridor, Liu Xing wiped his face, took a deep breath, and finally adjusted his state before daring to walk out of the unit building.

Because Liu Xing still remembers that every time he went out when he was a child, his grandfather would watch him from the balcony as long as he was at home.

Back on the street, Liu Xing had some difficulties - where should he go to find Xiao Liu Xing and Xiao Liu Qindong now?

Liu Xing carefully rummaged through his meeting, wanting to think of the street that Xiao Liu Xing and Xiao Liu Qindong walked into, which would lead to the place where he often went when he was a child.

Seongdong Elementary School?

Park?

Or a movie theater?

Now I can only find them one by one.

However, Liu Xing hadn't taken a few steps before he saw a young man walking towards him with a copy in his hand, and the name in the young man's hand was "Crossing".