It was already dawn and the bed was so wet. Han Dong turned off the alarm clock, turned over and got out of bed, opened the door, and walked towards the bathroom like a walking corpse;

"Move faster, come and eat after washing up!" The sister's impatient voice came from the living room: "Mom has already gone to work, I will leave the food in the pot. Just take it out and eat it after washing up, I will go to school first."

Han Dong stopped and replied in a low voice without looking back: "I understand."

Bang!

The sound of closing the door sounded, and the other party seemed to care whether Han Dong responded.

When he walked into the bathroom, Han Dong locked the door, pressed his hands in the sink, leaned forward, and looked at himself in the mirror;

He found that his face was pale, without a trace of blood, his eyes were covered with blood. It didn't seem like he had just woken up, but it seemed that he had been in a state of being in a whole night.

Turn on the faucet, hold the water and pounce on his face. The cold chill made Han Dong feel a little more comfortable;

"Another boring day has begun!" Han Dong sighed. He was probably the most failed time traveler. Before the time travel, he was an ordinary person, but after the time travel, he was still an ordinary person. It was sad!

After washing up, Han Dong walked out of the bathroom. He took out the warm breakfast from the pot and sat at the dining table. Han Dong subconsciously stuffed the food into his mouth, but he was still recalling the dream just now in his mind;

The dream just now was so real, as if it really happened, and now Han Dong can recall every detail;

"That room is not my bedroom at all..." Han Dong said in his heart.

The room in the dream is very large, twice as large as that of its own bedroom. The door of the room is always open, and the female zombie walks in through the open door and then attacks her.

Subconsciously touched his neck again. The foul tone of the female zombie in the dream seemed to be still lingering in Han Dong's nose, which made him have no appetite at all, but Han Dong still endured the nausea and ate all the food.

After dinner, Han Dong poured some garbage on the dining table into the trash can, then walked into the kitchen with the dishes and chopsticks to start cleaning;

Han Dong in this world is now an ordinary high school student. He is in Class 3 and 4, Grade 3, and the college entrance examination is about to be held in more than one semester.

The father in this world passed away three years ago, leaving only his mother and a sister who was three years younger than him. The mother worked in a factory, worked hard and often worked overtime, but her salary was very meager, so it was very hard to support him and his sister to go to school.

Han Dong, who traveled through time, had no golden fingers, no system, nothing, just an ordinary boy who could not be more ordinary.

"At least I have lived for more than ten years, it's not a loss!" Han Dong could only comfort himself with self-deprecatingness.

Ding, ding, ding~

The familiar school bus ringing rang, and Han Dong looked out from the kitchen window. A yellow school bus was slowly coming here. Han Dong immediately accelerated the cleaning. If he couldn't catch up with this school bus, he would have to spend his pocket money to take a taxi to school.

Quickly putting the washed dishes into the water filter basket, Han Dong ran towards the gate, grabbed the schoolbag hanging behind the gate and the key to the door next to it, rushed out of the door, and ran towards the nearest station. Finally, just as the school bus was about to close, Han Dong jumped into the school bus.

"Huh~ I finally caught up!" Han Dong walked directly to the end, sat in the empty seat, breathed a sigh of relief, secretly feeling grateful in his heart;

"Hey, Han Dong, why are your face so bad?" A boy next to him stared at Han Dong's face and asked. After a while, he seemed to think of something, and a despicable smile appeared on his face, and whispered: "Little masturbation is good, big masturbation hurts the body, force masturbation is destroyed. Young people, you must know how to control it!"

This is his deskmate, named Song Yu. After school, they often play together. In the class, they are friends with good relationships.

"I had a nightmare and almost didn't get up!" Han Dong curled his lips, and the content of the dream appeared in his mind, and his body shook slightly.

"Yes, I just had a nightmare. It's this excuse for anyone to ask. If I were half smart as you back then, I wouldn't have been beaten with a belt..." Song Yu's face showed a look of unbearable look on his past, and said, "But you still have to pay attention. Look at your current face, I really think I'm a seven-time man in a night!"

Han Dong: “…”

...

The school bus swayed for more than half an hour and stopped at the station in front of the school gate. Han Dong and a group of alumni crowded out and ran towards the school gate. Finally, they entered the classroom before the bell rang.

In the classroom, the teacher was already standing on the podium, organizing the lesson plan book, and the students sat in their respective seats and whispered.

"Han Dong, I'll copy my math homework yesterday!" A girl with a ponytail poked Han Dong's back with a fountain pen and said in a low voice.

"It's almost time to start class, have you not finished copying yet?" Han Dong asked casually and handed over his math homework book;

"It's not because of you, who knows why you came so late today, so I haven't finished copying it. If I had known it, I would have copied someone else's..." Li Juan complained softly, quickly spreading out her homework book. In a short while, a "rustling" sound of quick copying came from behind Han Dong;

Dingling ~

Soon, the bell rang for class, and Han Dong took out his textbook and began to study hard.

...

"Heart!" Han Dong rubbed his temples hard and sighed.

In the morning, no matter how hard he tried and wanted to concentrate on studying, the appearance of the female zombie in his dream always appeared in his mind, making it impossible for him to concentrate on what the teacher was saying.

There were four classes in the morning, and Han Dong looked absent-minded. Time passed little by little, and it was finally time to finish the class at noon.

"Han Dong, do you want to go out to eat ramen?" Song Yu next to him asked while putting away the textbook;

Just as he was about to nod his agreement, Han Dong suddenly remembered the pocket money in his pocket, paused, then shook his head and said, "I'd better go to the cafeteria to eat. The pocket money this month is almost used up."

"Okay, then I'll go eat alone." Song Yu shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.

Because the school canteen has subsidies, the food is very cheap, but the taste is very ordinary, and there are only a few dishes all year round, so many students do not like to eat in the canteen.

...

Sitting in front of the sparse cafeteria seat, Han Dong was silently eating the food from the plate. At this moment, he suddenly saw his sister Han Xiaojie and a few girls holding the plate while whispering something while walking forward;

Han Dong did not look up, and Han Xiaojie seemed to have not seen Han Dong. She walked past the dining chair where Han Dong was sitting and did not look at him.

The food in the cafeteria tasted average, but Han Dong was very sweet. I don’t know what happened, but today his appetite increased significantly, almost twice as much as before. This made him buy a few steamed buns after eating the meal on the plate and eat them with the remaining soup.

While cleaning the dining plate, Han Dong was thinking about the scene of his nightmare before.

"If I could move in my dream, I could close the door so that the female zombies would not be able to get in." Han Dong sighed. Even if I rolled my eyes in the nightmare, it would have been a big problem. It would probably be even more difficult to get up.

"Hi, I still hope I won't have such nightmare anymore!" Han Dong shook his head and sighed again.
Chapter completed!