"By the way, the one you said last time..." The boss lady seemed to suddenly remember something, but in fact, because the topic of discussion between the two was too heavy, the sociable woman quietly changed the topic: "What's your relationship with the Ye Zi you mentioned last time?"

Yun Muwei was stunned and soon understood the boss's efforts. He happened to be unwilling to bother with the past family affairs, so he smiled and said, "Actually, I don't understand what my relationship has with her."

The boss lady curiously said, "Where did you know each other?"

Yun Mu smiled even more strangely: "Public Security Bureau."

Boss lady: "What?"

Yun Mu: "In front of Lanjiang Public Security Bureau."

"When did it happen?"

"Ten years ago."

"You were idle ten years ago and ran to the door of the Public Security Bureau for a date?"

"Yes, no, things were complicated that year."

“…”

At the moment when the boss's wife was speechless, Yun Mu discovered a new world.

Although it is difficult for him to tell what his relationship with Ye Zi is, one thing is certain. Ye Zi can solve his psychological problems, not only because the girl is a psychiatrist, but also because Yun Mu is emotionally released when she is with her. In this regard, even the fairy sister who is very close to omnipotent can't compare to Ye Zi.

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This night, Yun Mu did not enter the nightmare world, fell asleep like an ordinary person, and then he dreamed like an ordinary person. Unlike ordinary people, as a nightmare master, Yun Mu was particularly awake in the dream. From childhood to youth in the dream, a person's life seemed to be able to be reviewed in the blink of an eye. This reminded Yun Mu in the dream of a movie that could not remember the name. In the film, an old lady warned her granddaughter: "The last time I blinked, I was flirting with the person I loved, and I was eighty years old when I blinked again, so you must not blink."

Life seems to be just a blink of an eye.

After experiencing this blink of an eye and a lifetime of retrospection, the dream suddenly freezes.

Time: April 1, 2013.

Location: A hotel.

Seeing the room with a slightly exotic shape in front of him, Yun Mu, who was conscious, felt very familiar. As a visitor in this dream, he walked outside the room like a ghost and saw the name of the hotel.

Yunmu has been here at Gangnut Garden Hotel.

Opposite this hotel is the world-famous Zabulun Temple.

For Yun Mu, less than a day has passed, but for others, a long time has passed. At this moment, Yun Mu saw an acquaintance in this dream hotel. The last time he saw Lao Niu was actually half a day ago. At that time, the time in the dream was January 2013. But when he saw Lao Niu, it was April 2013. The time in the dream was too jumpy, and two or three months passed in the blink of an eye.

It seemed that he had really found positive energy. The uncle in front of him was far less decadent than "a few months ago". He was chatting with the girl in his laptop. Yun Mu walked back and saw that the girl's online name was quite Martian. There was also a symbol in the middle, which looked like "That hurt was beautiful that year". When he saw the chat content, Yun Mu was shocked again.

That hurt that year was very beautiful: I want to find you.

Lao Niu: Don’t be so anxious.

That hurt that year was beautiful: Why?

Lao Niu: We are developing too fast. This is not good.

That hurt that year was beautiful: What do you think should be done?

Lao Niu: I think we should be a pen pal first, write a letter every month, slowly cultivate feelings, and remember to write by hand.

That hurt that year was beautiful:………

Yun Mu almost fell down, and he really couldn't stand it anymore.

At this time, Lao Niu suddenly turned around and saw Yun Mu. He was not surprised and smiled and said, "We're meeting again."

Yun Mu was not polite and asked, "You are deliberately teasing this little girl?"

Lao Niu: "How can I see it?"

Yun Mu: "I remember you are very opposed to the non-mainstream group. In the past, all the Martian IDs in your group were cleared out."

Lao Niu: "That was before. People will change."

"No, so you are hooking up... Let me look at her information first... hooking up with such a seventeen-year-old underage girl?" Yun Mu was completely defeated by the indifferent uncle in front of him.

"My original intention is just to be a pen pal with her."

"...The question is whether there are any such things as 'pen pals' in this era?" Yun Mu was surprised. It is logical that people in his dreams would not lie, which made him even more puzzled. What was the indifferent uncle in front of him who wanted to make a fuss?

"Some things are no longer popular. It doesn't mean you can't get involved."

"That's right, but I don't understand one thing. Even if you want to find a pen pal, you shouldn't find such a girl born in the 1990s, right?"

"That's a long story. Last year, I wrote a book, the protagonist was a high school student. I originally wanted to look back on my high school years, but I went as I wrote it. I unknowingly brought the philanthropic view of a thirty-year-old uncle into the book and imposed it on a group of sixteen or seventeen-year-old characters. This is very unfair, and this book has also been abandoned... Later I thought, maybe because I was not young enough, I should go to a high school sister to relive my youth back then. The problem arises. What I am looking for is a high school student, and in this era, high school students must be born in the 1990s, which is a paradox in itself."

"So I found the one in front of me?"

"No, I searched many times before I found this."

"There is something else before?"

"Yes, I lost after less than ten sentences of the conversation."

"You really have the spirit of becoming more and more courageous as you get. So, this person in front of you is very special?"

"It's really special. There was a time when I sorted out my high school alumni record and I accidentally found the girl's photo on that alumni website." As he said that, Lao Niu took out this photo from a folder in the computer.

In the photo, a pretty girl stood on the campus road with her back against a big tree. From an angle, this photo should be taken by a selfie on her mobile phone. Seeing the girl’s appearance as she was sixteen or seventeen years old, and then looking at the old cow with an intoxicated look in front of her, Yun Mu finally understood what it means to eat young grass.

"When I first saw this photo, I didn't know how long I was confused." Lao Niu said, pointing at the big tree in the picture, "This place is where I went to high school. This tree... When I confessed to Duoduo for the first time, I was under this tree. The first time I held her hand, it was also under this tree..."

Yun Mu was silent and used his powerful spiritual sense of the ninth-level nightmare master to observe. The uncle in front of him did not look at the little girl in the photo, and his eyes were always staring at the tree in the picture.

For some reason, Yun Mu suddenly wanted to cry. He remembered that when he passed by Lanjiang No. 1 Middle School at noon today, he recalled the sadness and joy of being here. Then, for no reason, a girl in a white dress had waited for him at the school gate.

At that moment, when I walked past the campus, the twenty-seven-year-old Yun Mu looked back and saw his eyes full of his shadow when he was seventeen.

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"At that time, I thought this was a fateful arrangement. I added this little girl's friend in a silly manner, and harassed the little girl all day long..." In the room, Lao Niu seemed to be talking to himself, immersed in the past.

"Later." Yun Mu asked after he came back to his senses.

"The things went too unrestrained later. I just wanted to have some pure communication. But now the little girls are all going to check in the room."

“Isn’t this good?”

"It was a good thing ten years ago, but it is not for me now."

Yun Mu did not refute. He felt that the uncle in front of him was very sincere, and then he remembered his childhood friend Yuan Ze. Yuan Ze had a very strange hobby and liked to be netizens with young girls in junior high school, but he never went to see those little lolitas, thinking that the original feeling he had when he saw them was destroyed.

After a while, he asked, "Can you have too deep a generation gap and there is a problem with your communication? Or you have always had prejudice against the post-90s generation?"

Lao Niu: "No, with my understanding of this group, I put aside the prejudice in my heart. The current post-90s generation is no different from the former us. The only difference is that everyone lives in different eras."

"The children today are no different from the children of your era?" Yun Mu was very curious about this topic. After all, people like him who were born in the late 1980s were very embarrassed. The traditional post-80s treated them as post-90s, while post-90s did not treat them as their own people.

"It's really no different, for example, hair dyeing. I remember the first time I met someone who dyed his hair in reality was in 1995. The man was in his twenties at that time, which means he was a post-70s generation. At that time, this kind of person brought a strong visual impact to everyone, and it's hard to describe this existence in words. Later, in 1997, one of my friends also dyed his hair, and it was a terrible yellow shit. It was the era when the young and dandy were very popular. You would never have imagined that a girl thought he was very cool and had to be his girlfriend... But now it's different. If anyone born in the 1990s did such a thing, he would immediately become a synonym and spokesperson for his brainlessness. It can be said that the post-90s generation did it once.

Most of the stupid things that people born in the 1970s and 1980s have done. The only thing they have never done before is probably pouting and taking selfies with their mobile phones. But you have to understand that it is not that people born in the 1970s and 1980s don’t want to play selfies. The actual reason is that they didn’t have mobile phones in those days!! Actually, if you think about it carefully, these things are just a little impulse in the hearts of young people. Who hasn’t done anything ridiculous? It just doesn’t work if they happen to people born in the 1990s. In this era of technological and information explosion, all the behaviors of people born in the 1990s were infinitely magnified, and they were watched strongly if they were a little moved. To be honest, people born in the 1990s are just a group that was shot while lying down. At the same time, they are also the main target of people born in the 1980s.”

"So that's it." Yun Mu exclaimed, but he didn't expect that the uncle in front of him had studied so deeply. He asked: "You said that the post-90s and post-80s are the main target of the post-90s. What do you say?"

"Wang Shuo had a very interesting statement in the past: the post-50s are basically poor and wandering around; the post-60s are politically, becoming officials; the post-70s are caught up with the spring breeze of reform and spread; the post-80s are mostly poor children born in the 1950s are miserable; the post-90s and 200s are children born in the 1970s and 200s are children born in the 1970s and 200s, and the second generation of the 1970s are all second generations of the rich and the second generation of officials. They are linked together, do you understand? The emergence of the post-80s is not for no reason!"

“This statement makes some sense.”

"If you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that there are very few people who scold the 1990s on the Internet, and they are usually scolded by the 1980s. This is not without reason. The 1980s are now lingering at the bottom of society and are suffering. Do you go to any place, any unit, and have the 1980s in charge of the business? How many people in various departments are born in the 1980s? The 1980s are so depressed. They can only brag online. In this society, power is in the hands of the 1960s and wealth is in the hands of the 1970s. The big reason they scold the 1990s is due to the envy, jealousy and hatred of the 1980s and the 1960s. "

"Haha. It seems that's true."

"Working in the workplace, no one hates his immediate boss. Who who works has never been angry with his boss? If you meet a post-90s generation, maybe you didn't hate him at first, but you must hate his parents! The reason is very simple. The post-90s generation is likely to be the leader of the post-80s generation in the unit!"

"It's true that it's linked. The post-80s generation is too miserable."

"Do you know why I chose to write books? Because I think that if I chose this profession, I would not be angry with my boss. Later I realized that I was wrong and my underwear was wrong. When you work outside, your boss scolded you at most. If you are angry, you can still beat him up. But when you write books online, readers scolded your mother and for no reason. You can't find anyone if you want to beat him up! The most tragic thing is that those who scold are often the "own people" of the post-80s. In the early years, the post-80s generation was relatively low-key online, and the post-90s generation was too young and had not started to get involved in the Internet. The post-80s generation is the mainstream. The post-80s generation is probably the best group to kill each other. If you brag too much on the Internet, I really think that I am awesome. I don't like anyone, and I will scold anyone."

"You have a deep resentment. Do you want to start a war with the post-80s generation?"

"No, this should be self-deprecating. People who dare to expose their shortcomings are the strongest. I am a post-80s generation, and I am a spokesperson for myself. If a post-80s generation sees what I write, I hope they can calm down and return the awesomeness to the awesome. Do something down-to-earth. When power and wealth are handed over, they will inevitably be handed over to our post-80s generation in a specific era."

"Brother Niu, I look at you with admiration. I used to think that online writers only studied fantasy that was purely fantasy when traveling through time and rebirth, but I didn't expect to study such social issues." Yun Mu was halfway through, and finally got to the point: "But what are the inevitable connections you said with this girl [that hurt was very beautiful that year]?"

"Of course it's related. I used to see such ids and pass decisively, but now it's different. Since I understood the post-90s group, I began to look at the problem with a peaceful perspective. Until one day, I suddenly realized that these Martian names actually contain a layer of tribute."

"Why is it a tribute?" Yun Mu became even more curious.

"In the early years, Gu Long's "Meteor Butterfly Sword" and "The Moon Sword of the World" were all so popular. This kind of genre that was suspected to be Mars was once popular. The most famous one is the imitation of this genre by several movies. Moreover, the content of these movies is very exciting, such as "Caizi Famous Flower Star Mother", "Celebrity Wandering Girls Jiang Mei", "Resentful Women and Crazy Killer"... It is worth mentioning that the wonderful art film "Caizi Famous Flower Star Mother" directed by Lu Qi in 1977 was the first Hong Kong movie to appear in the 'that part' of women. It set off a craze for the time being. This is an important record of Chinese bed art films in the film industry and a milestone..."

Hearing this, Yun Mu sighed in secret that the sea of ​​learning is endless. It turns out that Martian literature has such a cool origin.

"After reviewing these classics, you won't feel that the post-90s generation is not bad. Many so-called non-mainstream things are just left over from others decades ago. You might as well learn more about Quentin and hold a heart of tribute. I want to pay tribute now. When the ending of my book, the title is "The Finale of Wipe Your Sister"..."

"What's the ending?"

"The ending is a boy named Yun Mu who won the battle against acne, conquered the whole world and soaked all the girls."

"……………” Yun Mu was stunned. He had an illusion that he seemed to have been "created" by the uncle in front of him.

"Isn't this the ending that readers want, even though such an ending is meaningless."

"Well, I'm starting to understand you. This is indeed the finale of rubbing your sister..."

"Haha, long live understanding!"
To be continued...