"Am I going to die soon?"
Looking at the truck that was heading towards him, Zhong Yueming's first thought wasn't to dodge, but to think that he was going to die.
Bang!
With a loud bang, Zhong Yueming was sent flying.
Immediately after.
He felt that his eyelids were very heavy and slowly closed his eyes.
"Yuemin, the sun is already shining on your butt, and you're still sleeping in. This isn't something that our great brothers and sisters of the working class should do.”
Just when Zhong Yue thought he was dead, he suddenly heard a voice beside his ear, as if it was calling him to wake up. He slowly opened his eyes.
"Who are you?"
Zhong Yueming looked at the short-sighted, short-haired young man in front of him who was wearing clothes from the 70s. He didn't even know who this young man was, so he subconsciously asked who he was.
"Yueming, did you lose your memory yesterday? You don't even recognize me, Zheng Tong? Have you forgotten our many years of revolutionary friendship?”
The young man in front of Zhong Yuemin, who called himself Zheng Tong, pretended to be heartbroken.
If someone didn't know what this young man said, they would probably believe him 100%.
However, Zhong Yue could tell that this young man was just joking with him.
Ah!
At this moment, a memory that didn't belong to him suddenly appeared in Zhong Yueming's mind. The feeling of being torn apart made him hold his head and scream in pain.
"Yuan Jun, Yuan Jun, come quickly. There seems to be something wrong with Yueming's head.”
When Zheng Tong saw Zhong Yuemin's delighted expression, he let out a miserable cry. He was so frightened that he hurriedly called out to his companions.
At this moment, Zhong Yuemin also understood his current situation.
So, he was dead, but he was unexpectedly reborn into a young man whose name was the same as his, but with different characters. His name was Zhong Yueming, not Zhong Yueming.
"Could it be that I've been reborn into Zhong Yuemin's body?”
Looking at the memories that appeared in his mind, together with Zheng Tong and Yuan Jun, Zhong Yueming could not help but guess.
"Zheng Tong, I told you to wake Yuemin up, but you actually wanted to do something to him when he was injured. Is this something that we, brothers of the working class, should do?”
Just then, another teasing voice came from the living room.
Immediately after.
A sixteen or seventeen-year-old youth wearing a green seventies military uniform appeared in Zhong Yuemin's room.
"Don't be silly. I saw that Yuemin's face was pale and he looked like he was in pain. Maybe it's because of the aftereffects of the brick he took yesterday. If Yuemin becomes a fool, how are we going to explain to Uncle Zhong?”
Zheng Tong heard Yuan Jun's teasing and said to Yuan Jun with a serious expression.
"Zheng Tong, who asked you to disturb my dreams? I was having an intimate moment with that red-scarf chick from yesterday in my dream, and my lips were almost touching. In the end, you woke me up. Tell me how you're going to compensate me!”
Zhong Yuemin saw Zheng Tong's anxious and concerned expression. He teased Zheng Tong and asked him about his dream of compensating him.
"Yuemin, do you know that scaring people will scare them to death?”
When Zheng Tong saw Zhong Yuemin asking him to compensate for his dream, he snapped at Zhong Yuemin.
"Yuemin, it's not that I want to criticize you, but you only dare to do such a thing in your dreams. If it's really displayed on the screen, do you dare to move your mouth?”
When Yuan Jun heard Zhong Yuemin's words, he gave him a disdainful look and sat on Zhong Yuemin's bed.
"Hehe, Yuan Jun is right. Yuemin, you are only good with your words. If you have the ability, use your words in reality. Don't bring out the things in your dream. If other stubborn masters hear it, it will embarrass our courtyard.”
Zheng Tong also used Yuan Jun's words to mock Zhong Yuemin.
"Then if I were to speak in real life, what would the two of you lose to me?”
Zhong Yuemin heard Zheng Tong and Yuan Jun's mocking and disdainful gazes and tone. He directly asked them what they would lose to him if he really dared to speak to the red scarf they had encountered yesterday.
"If you really have a crush on that girl from yesterday, we brothers will treat you to a big meal at Old Mo's place. How about that?”
When Yuan Jun heard Zhong Yuemin's words, he immediately said that he and Zheng Tong were inviting him to Old Mo for a meal.
"Alright, we are gentlemen."
Zhong Yuemin said when he heard Yuan Jun.
"A promise is a promise."
Yuan Jun replied.
"Wait, Yuemin, if you can't do it, then you have to treat us brothers to a big meal.”
Zheng Tong quickly said to Zhong Yuemin.
"Alright, no problem. This bro agrees.”
Zhong Yuemin agreed to Zheng Tong's request without hesitation.
"Yuemin, we need to set a time limit for this bet, right? If you can't complete it in this lifetime, then we brothers won't be able to eat at Old Mo's place for the rest of our lives.”
Yuan Jun opened his mouth to mention the time limit for the bet.
"One month. I'll take down that red scarf within a month.”
Zhong Yuemin extended a finger and said to Yuan Jun.
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