Although, just tell me if it’s rock and roll enough!

The girl turned around and saw Pochi-chan still following her, but due to her mobility restrictions, Pochi-chan was already quite far away from her.

"No...no..."

Pochi-chan panted and slowly shouted across the cardboard box:

"I ran too far from you... I... I don't dare to go back..."

Please be considerate of those who are socially anxious!

Hongxia:......

Seeing the yellow light at the intersection behind her turn on, the yellow-haired girl gritted her teeth, turned around and rushed towards the zebra crossing.

What she was thinking was that Pochi-chan saw the red light and finally stopped on the opposite side, and the two of them parted ways across the road. She would call her sister later and ask her to pick her up.

——I'm so sorry, Pochi-chan!

—But I…

——I want to find something.

The blonde girl ran across the street, and coincidentally, the red light just came on.

Holding on to the electric pole, she just took a breath, and when she looked back, she was suddenly blinded.

There was an endless stream of vehicles on the road, and Pochi-chan, wearing a mango paper box, sprinted directly on the zebra crossing.

This strange guy Hai Mingli dug the girl's eye sockets smaller. With such small holes, the girl could barely see the road under her feet, let alone see the traffic lights.

and so……

After seeing Hong Xia rushing over, the girl thought the traffic light was green, so she gritted her teeth and wanted to rush over as well.

"No! No! Pochi-chan, don't come over here!"

Hongxia shouted loudly across the street, but the girl in the mango box couldn't hear her amid the hustle and bustle of traffic.

She just wanted to sprint.

A driver was humming a little tune and chatting and laughing with the people in the car.

"Master, the incident that happened last time shouldn't happen again..."

"Of course not. That time it was just a drunk running around."

The driver had a cigarette in his mouth and was chatting with the person sitting in the back.

Just after he finished bragging, the next second, a mango box suddenly appeared in front of the vehicle.

"Fuck!"

What is this?

The driver was startled and quickly swerved the steering wheel, but at this distance and angle, even a god could not have helped.

I’m going to hit the shit!” the driver yelled.

At this moment, a creature wearing a bright red robe and a cardboard box on his head ran over. He pushed the mango box away and ended up standing where the girl was just now...

With a "bang", the guy in the red robe flew far away and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Wait a minute..."

The cardboard box made a sound, and if Pochi heard it, she would be confused.

...Teacher Hai?

...Aren't you performing on stage?!

But unfortunately, under the dual effects of adrenaline and worry about the girl, Hai Mingli pushed hard enough that the girl flew a long distance.

At this distance, only if Hai Mingli yelled loudly would the girl hear him through the two boxes.

When he was thrown into the air, he felt a tightness in his chest and Hai Mingli was praying silently... Little Bochi, please don't get into trouble!

When he saw the two girls running away just now, he felt something was wrong and his heart suddenly sank. Then he rushed up without even changing his clothes.

"Fuck, you're running away now?"

The audience watched the lead singer run away, and they were all silent for a moment...

They ran all the way, but the tattered robe of Ershoumeigui was not suitable for movement. Hai Mingli felt like someone was dragging his legs, and he could not keep up with the two girls.

As soon as he reached the intersection, he saw Hongxia rushing over. He was about to stop Bochi-chan and ask her to wait for the traffic light, but the girl rushed over as well.

Like a calf, can't be stopped!

"But... it's okay."

Hai Mingli, lying on the ground, felt a tightness in his chest, as if a huge rock was pressing on him. But fortunately, at least the girls were not injured.

It's just that I feel a little pain.

[There are zero minutes left to start the mission...]

[Side quest begins!]

His consciousness gradually blurred. He couldn't tell whether it was the system transmitting his consciousness or he simply had a concussion from being hit by the car. The abstract young man only felt that his eyes went dark, and his ability to perceive the outside world gradually decreased...

In a daze, Hai Mingli seemed to hear someone talking.

"What the hell! I just bumped into someone a month ago! Why am I bumping into another one now!"

"I just paid the fine. What's going on? Is God trying to kill me?"

"Emergency call! Emergency call, yes, the same hospital as Mr. Toyokawa!"

--I……

Hai Mingli was helpless.

Judging from the sound, the driver who hit me this time seems to be the same person as the driver who hit Xiangzi's father last time...

(ps: have a good sleep)

(Don’t ask why I’m here again, if you ask, I’m doing it on purpose)

Volume 1 Wow! : Chapter 168 Ten Years, Ten Years, and Ten Years More

The toilet of a rental house in a busy area of ​​Tokyo.

A handsome young man stood there, his hands on the bathing table, his eyes staring straight at the mirror in front of him.

The boy in the mirror looked very young, as if he had just walked out of school. With his immature face and the school uniform he was wearing, the word "easy to cheat" seemed to be written on his face.

"This...is this me?"

The young man spoke. Although his voice was very young, one could tell from his tone that it was Hai Mingli.

There was a sticky note on the upper right corner of the mirror with a few lines of words written on it in pen.

[Today's Post-it Note.]

[First, don’t smoke.]

[Second point, remember to take your medicine, otherwise you won’t be able to remember anything]

[Third point, prepare to move. Starting from Monday, you still have one week.]

[Fourth, if you meet someone you don’t know, you can look at the acquaintance book on the bed. If you don’t dare to talk, you can write on it with a pen to communicate]

[Fifth point…]

The handwriting was elegant and beautiful, and the signature was Hai Mingli's own name. The boy looked at the note and couldn't help but wonder - was this written by himself?

The fifth point was not written, leaving a long string of ellipsis marks, as if something was left unsaid, or there was really nothing to write about.

Hai Mingli looked at his phone, which showed the time - Tuesday, five in the morning. According to what was written on the note, he had to move in six days.

And the year displayed on the phone... was ten years ago.

"Ten years ago... I had just dropped out of school, and Second Hand Rose was just about to be established..."

What on earth is this for? Hai Mingli was confused. Why is the time span of this mission so long? It's already ten years ago!

But... what happened to me ten years ago?

Regarding the memory of this period... Hai Mingli pressed his temple, he couldn't remember clearly, he really couldn't remember clearly.

He vaguely remembered... that a lot of big things happened to him during this year... he cut off ties with his family, dropped out of school, formed a band, started performing... all happened in this year.

For a moment, Hai Mingli didn't know which two events he was between.

"and……"

Hai Mingli looked at a corner of the bathing table, where a large number of bottles and jars of medicines were placed, such as "melatonin" and "brain-dead pills", all of which were used to treat mental illnesses.

He vaguely remembered...the pressure at the time was so great that it caused him to develop a mental illness. During that period, his memory deteriorated rapidly and he had to rely on medication to support himself.

My current memory loss is probably related to this disease, right?

"Hiss... so."

Has the mission started?

Thinking about the vague goals of the system tasks and the blank memory of the current situation, Hai Mingli felt a headache, as if his head was really sick.

But…since I’m already taking medicine, I probably don’t have much cash on me.

Hai Mingli felt his pocket and found that he had only a few bills on him, just as he remembered.

However, he didn't touch the money. Hai Mingli's hand was stunned when he reached into his pocket, and then he slowly took out something.

He picked it up and saw that it was an opened pack of Huazi...

Huazi? Hai Mingli was puzzled. Where did this Huazi come from?

Wait, at this time... I'm still smoking.

Hai Mingli was puzzled. As far as he could remember... he had not smoked since he started the band in order to save living expenses.

Staring at the opened pack of cigarettes, Hai Mingli seemed to understand something. At that time, he had just graduated from school and had just started to set up a band.

The name Second Hand Rose appeared very early, when Hai Mingli registered an account on a social platform in his personal name. Before the band was established, the name had already left traces on the Internet.

The time has been confirmed. I have dropped out of school and am now forming a band.

During this period... he cut off ties with his family, and his family did not give him living expenses, which was the most difficult time in his life.

If nothing unexpected happens, the money in his pocket will be the only living expenses he has.

Without money, he would go hungry. Hai Mingli had no choice but to go to work again.

Isn't he here to make money by completing system tasks? Why is it that now... he has to work everywhere to make money? !

That's funny, my friend.

However, these are not the key points. The key point is to complete the system tasks.

Roughly estimating that he had enough for a full meal, Hai Mingli put the Huazi and the money into his trouser pockets, packed up and went downstairs.

Hai Mingli has lived in this city for ten years, and the days go by day by day. He can't feel the changes in the city. But when he travels back to ten years ago, he suddenly feels that a lot has changed in ten years.

The high-rise buildings still stand on both sides of the street, but they are not as dazzling and colorful as they will be ten years later, with electric lights on everywhere as if they are free. Compared with the future, the high-rise buildings now seem very simple and plain, without any fancy light pollution.

In this era, passers-by on the streets of this city are dressed fashionably and beautifully. It is said that because the passers-by are dressed too fashionably and are at the forefront of the times, artists often travel thousands of miles here to capture images of passers-by.

But Hai Mingli, who traveled from the future, felt that... these styles were really old-fashioned.

In just ten years, the fashion culture of the past has long been outdated, and the fashion culture of the future is simply a dimensionality reduction attack compared to this.

According to the fragmented memory in his mind, Hai Mingli walked in a daze until he passed a park, and then he suddenly stopped.

The park is not big, and now there is a mother and daughter playing here. Both mother and daughter have yellow hair, the daughter is sitting on the swing, and the mother is pushing her from behind.

After stopping for a moment, Hai Mingli looked up. For some reason, he always felt that this place was very familiar, like a place that was once very important to him.

Gazing at the mother and daughter playing, Hai Mingli tried hard to recall all his memories about this park, but after standing here for a long time, he still couldn't remember what had happened here.

...Is it my imagination? Did I accidentally mistake the park for some other place?

No matter what, Hai Mingli turned his eyes away from the mother and daughter, scratched his head in confusion, and then left.

Walking on the street, passers-by occasionally looked back at Hai Mingli and then whispered to each other.

This is normal. Hai Mingli remembers that this period was the peak of his appearance.

The student outfit adds points, as does the face that is out of touch with the world. The initial popularity of the entire band was gained through some of Hai Mingli's photos.