That evening, my boss gave me a scolding, and I was incredibly upset. I went out alone to drink some sorrows away.,His voice was so familiar that I stopped screaming instantly. I stared intently, and oh my god, wasn't this my grandfather My grandfather’s voice was particularly distinctive, with a heavy nasal tone. Since childhood, I've heard him tell stories, and I could never forget it. 。But, he passed away even before my grandmother. I remember it was the year I turned twenty-five. 。"After ten years or so, where did this old man come from I don't understand! I don't understand!" "Little Jun seems possessed..." Grandma said urgently. 。My arm was still burning with pain, it seemed this wasn't a dream. 。I forced myself to stay calm and tried to organize my chaotic thoughts a little. 。If it isn't a dream, then there's only one possibility — I've traveled through time. 。,No, I need to find some quiet time, clear my head and get my thoughts straight.。