"Whoosh—pew-pew! Whoosh—boom-boom-boom! Smack!"
I heard a child's voice, complete with sound effects, accompanied by the clatter of plastic.
I felt my hands waving around, gripping something...
"Zhang Xiaojun, what are you doing?" A sharp scolding made my heartbeat stumble.
I opened my eyes and saw a man standing in the doorway.
"Nothing. I'm doing my homework!" My gaze shifted. Two toy planes lay on my knees. I grabbed the pen on the desk with my right hand and pressed my left hand against my workbook.
I could still feel the stern gaze behind me.
Tap, tap, tap...
Accompanied by the sound of slippers, the man walked over and snatched the two planes from my knees.
"You're already in school, and you still spend all your time playing? If you want to play, do it after you finish your homework. How many times have I told you?" the man scolded.
All I could see was the workbook. My hand gripped the pen, but it never touched the page. My heart was still racing, and I was still nervous.
The man carried the planes outside. He didn't close the door, and I could hear him moving around out there.
My shoulders slumped. I glanced back, then turned around again, dejected. The arithmetic problems in the workbook looked like gibberish. I couldn't focus on them at all; all I could think about were those two planes.
My soul floated up, and I looked down at the boy I'd possessed.
Who was this person? For a moment, I couldn't quite remember.
Zhang Xiaojun... Zhang Xiaojun... It was a very common name. There had to be plenty of people with the same name.
I circled the room and spotted a family photo.
I stood in front of it, unable to look away.
The boy in