"Classmate in front, please look at this place, hey, yes! Just look at me here!" The bearded uncle said to a boy in the front row of the team with a squinted eyes and smiled.

"This is all about to take graduation photos, why are you still so careless!"

As he spoke, the boy who was bearded uncle pointed to was relieved, "Did you mean me? Uh... I understand!" It seemed as if he had just woken up from his sleep, with a look of confusion and at a loss.

"Ho Jae, what's wrong with you? Didn't have a good rest last night?" A boy behind him asked softly with concern.

Jung Hyukjae sorted out the drowsy thoughts in his head, and shook his head with a wry smile, "It's okay, I'm fine!"

"It's fine. After taking the graduation photos later, a few people in our dormitory will go outside and have a meal together!"

Jung Hyukjae nodded without commenting, and he didn't hear what his classmates said.

The bearded uncle directed the freshly-out-of-the-black college graduate in front of him with his hands, and said with a smile, his eyes that were not big seemed even smaller.

"I count 123, and then you throw your doctor's hat into the sky. Do you understand?"

"Clear!" the students replied in unison.

The bearded uncle waved his hand, "Okay, follow my command! 1.2..."

“3…”

The doctoral hats were thrown into the air by the classmates. The sun shone them with youthful and vitality faces. Jung Hyukjae was in it, and the doctoral hat was thrown high by him, as if he was about to touch the sky.

"We're graduated!"

"yeah!"

"Alas!!"

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“What is youth?

Some people say it is love, friendship, university, dormitory, canteen, exam, fail, graduation...

I don’t think it’s not. Youth is like wine. If you drink too much, you can forget the troubles of life, but you always have to wake up.

We still have to live!"

Having written this, Jung Hyukjae stopped the pen in his hand and fell into deep thought again.

In the morning, I was on my way to the hospital. The last memory in my mind was the surging fire. Then I lost consciousness, and then I returned to the eve of my just graduated and left school.

Back more than ten years ago, what Jung Hyukjae was most worried about was his sister's condition in the hospital. If possible, he really hoped that this was a dream, a dream of falling out of a coma after a car accident.

But judging from the current situation, this is so real.

Zheng Hezai picked up his pen and was about to continue writing. The old Nokia mobile phone ringtone on the desktop beside him rang in a hurry. This was the one he saved for several months before he tried to change it. Although it was far less than the mobile phones produced after 2013 and 2014, the straight board body and buttons made it particularly comfortable to use.

The roommate who entered the dormitory and heard the ringtone poked his head out in a humble way, "Ho Jae, is it a call from his girlfriend?"

"Get out, what girlfriend? I was delayed by you guys in four years in college, otherwise I wouldn't be able to find a girlfriend?" Jung Hyukjae relaxed and cursed while raising his middle finger at him.

The roommate didn't agree. Even if he had a small conflict or a small dispute before, the boys took a few glasses of wine and started to hold their arms back again after a few glasses of wine.

Jung Hyukjae walked out of the dormitory, hid in a secluded corner of the corridor and answered the phone. The phone number displayed on the caller ID seemed to him to be extremely familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Hello?..."

As soon as the phone was connected, a crisp and cute female voice came in through the microphone, "Oppa, where are you now? Didn't you say you're back today? I've prepared your graduation gift today!"

Listening to the familiar and intimate voice in the microphone, Jung Hyukjae's eyes turned red in an instant, "Minchu, are you okay? Why did someone call me and say you fainted..."

"I'm fine, okay! Who is saying bad things? When I go back to school, I must find him out, hum!" the little girl shouted in a cute and cute way, not annoying at all, and would not feel annoying.

"It's fine, it's fine!" Jung Hyukzai said incoherently, quietly wiped the corners of his eyes, and then said, "Minchu, you're sitting next door for a while now, and I'll take the bus back!"

The little girl in the microphone seemed to notice something was wrong with Oppa today, and said softly, "Oppa, if you have something to do in your school, go and do it first. I can be at home alone!" Although she said this, she still couldn't help but feel a little depressed in her words.

"Minchu, you wait! Oppa will go back in a while!"

Hearing Oppa's affirmative reply, the little girl's words were filled with ease and joy, and even the tone of her speech rose up, "I know Oppa, be careful on your way back!"

When he returned to the dormitory, the roommate poked his head back when he heard the noise and asked with a smirk, "I'm done calling? Are you going out today? I won't come back tonight, right?"

Jung Hyukjae didn't raise his head, nodding, "Yeah".

"Damn it, it won't be true!" Hearing his affirmative reply, the roommate was so shocked that he sat upright, "I'm angry that he doesn't fight" and cursed, "Oh, Jung Hyuk Jae! Where did you remember the fine traditions of the dormitory? We agreed to be single together!" As he said, he slapped the bedboard with tears, and he almost howled a few times with a loud voice.

Jung Hyukjae grabbed the paper on the table where he wrote the words, crumpled them into a ball and threw them at him, "Just take a break, I'm going home!"

The paper ball hit his nose and was not angry, "I'll go, this is not the paper you used!" Even though he said that, his hand couldn't help but take apart and take a look.

“What is youth?

Some people say it is love, friendship, university, dormitory, canteen, exam, fail, graduation...

I don’t think it’s not. Youth is like wine. If you drink too much, you can forget the troubles of life, but you always have to wake up.

We still have to live..."

The recitation with passion made Jung Hyukjae unable to help but want to cover his ears.

"Not bad, not bad! These words have the style of my back then, and I think of it..."

Without waiting for his boastful words to say, what responded to him was the sound of Jung Hyukjae slamming the door after he went out.

"Hyjae, aren't you coming back? I'll use your computer tonight!"

"Use it, but don't go to those virus websites!" The sound of Jung Hyukjae leaving finally came from the corridor.

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"Master, Huili Community!"

"Okay!"

Getting into the taxi, Jung Hyukjae looked at the strange and familiar street scene outside the window in silence, thinking about his next path.

Seoul was not called this name in 2003. It was not until January 19, 2005 that Seoul would be renamed Seoul, the name "high-end" Seoul. Although the name has not changed, Seoul is still developing at an astonishing speed. The consortiums are drawing the meat pie in Seoul and painting the blueprint for the future of the city.

By now, Jung Hyukjae has completely believed in the information of his rebirth because he would not have such a real feeling in his dream. For example, he knew that the open space he had just passed by would build a dozens of floor office building in the next 12 years, and the road running under the car would be rebuilt after next year. Residents who had inconvenient life due to road maintenance would jointly write to the Seoul government, causing a very famous meditation incident during that period.

"Young man, are you from Seoul?" The driver who was focused on driving turned his head and raised his chore.

Jung Hyukjae was stunned when he said it, "Am I?"

"Isn't it about you? Am I talking about the two girls in blood on the back seat of the car?" The taxi master joked with a sense of humor.

There were only two of them in the car, and there were no girls in blood.

Jung Hyukjae smiled, "I'm not from Seoul, please guess where I am!"

"No, it's not from Seoul. Seoul is so good?" The driver looked disbelieving, "Young man, don't lie to me, my eyes are full of golden eyes, you can't lie to me!" He said as he shook his head and said with great confidence.

"I'm really not Seoul Silver!" The driver was stunned by the standard Jeolla-do dialect, and it took a while to recover.

"Jeolara Dao? Jeolara Dao speaks Seoul so standard, you are the first one I know!" The driver gave a thumbs up.

"Really?" Jung Hyukjae admitted with a smile, but said in his heart that if he had not spoken Seoul dialect for more than 20 years, he would definitely have the earthy smell of Jeolla Do.

I had a few words with the driver along the way, but I didn’t feel that the journey was far away.

"Okay, boy! It's here!"

After getting off the car and paying, Jung Hyukjae trotted back to his home.

Although the name is Huili Community, it actually includes a large area. This area is all old houses built in the 1980s. Although it cannot be called a dilapidated house, it looks dilapidated from the outside. The telephone poles and high-voltage lines above the head are dense and messy.

The only reason to rent here is that it is cheap.

Near the doorstep of your home, there is a small vegetable wholesale market. There are several nearby markets like this. There are even a larger one at a distance of less than a few stops on the bus, making it very convenient to buy vegetables.

Because I often ran specials outdoors in my previous life, Jung Hyukjae also developed a cooking skill. Although the dishes are not very good-looking, the taste is definitely first-class.

After buying a bag of vegetables and meat, Jung Hyukjae walked into a dilapidated corridor door. The dim voice-controlled light played its role, and the figures shining on the ground were dim.

When he arrived at the third floor, Jung Hyukjae rang the doorbell of Grandma Li on the opposite door, and heard a brisk jogging sound from behind the door, mixed with Grandma Li’s anxious and concerned words.

"Minchu, please slow down, slow down!"

"Brother is back!"

The door opened from inside, and a small soft figure rushed into Jung Hyukjae's arms.

"Oppa, you're finally here!"

(PS: Chapter 2 is here, please collect and recommend. Collection and recommendation during the new book is very important. As for the same sentence, one chapter is guaranteed to be updated, one chapter with 200 collections and one chapter with 200 recommendations and one chapter with 200 recommendations! Everyone is more powerful!
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