Don't Talk to Strangers!

Luo Yan stared at the boy in the mirror and listened as cicadas began to chirp outside the window, as if everything he had experienced before had been nothing but a dream.

After waking from the dream, he had returned to that summer when he was in middle school.

Back to the most beautiful period of his life.

Luo Yan still refused to believe it.

He swiftly took off his shirt, then turned in a circle.

Apart from being a little thinner, his reflection had no scars on his body—not even one.

Luo Yan frowned.

He reached out and touched the back of his neck. He remembered there should have been a burn scar there, left by a classmate who had burned him when he had just started middle school.

But now, there was nothing behind his neck.

"Could it be that I had a very, very long dream?"

Luo Yan was somewhat dazed.

Then he thought of something else.

He rushed into the living room and flung himself against the window.

He looked outside.

Beneath the blue sky and white clouds lay the small city he knew so well. Buildings of varying heights stood scattered about, sparrows perched on the power lines, sanitation workers cleaned the streets, and students rode past in groups of three or five...

It was a vibrant world.

There were no giant beasts.

There were no disasters.

Everything was so beautiful.

"What are you doing, running around without your shirt on?"

A familiar voice sounded behind him. Luo Yan turned around and saw his mother, Zhou Lijuan, walk out of the bedroom carrying a quilt.

"Hurry up and wash up and eat breakfast. After you finish, go to the supermarket and buy some things for me."

"Mom..."

Luo Yan called out, only to discover that