After my soul traveled through time and space, I became the male protagonist Bai Yueguang

Mu Yanchen seemed to be in the water, and the feeling of coldness and loneliness was so real.

He clearly remembered that he had just drunk a bowl of extremely bitter and concentrated medicine, feeling drowsy, and then he lay down on the soft big bed, his eyelids felt heavy, and he gradually fell into a deep sleep.

His body was not suitable for sports and he had not swum for a long time. But at this moment, he could swim freely in the water. He seemed like a fish in the water, moving forward aimlessly, not knowing what he wanted to explore, moving freely in the lightless water.

Suddenly, it seemed as if a light was turned on in front of his eyes, and a ball of light enveloped one place. He swam forward curiously.

But everything before his eyes made him tear his eyes out, as if someone was pinching his heart hard and causing him unbearable pain.

In front of him was a car that was sinking continuously in the water. The headlights were on, and the light and shadows filled with impurities in the water dimly illuminated the scene inside the car.

The woman in the front seat of the car was struggling desperately, with bubbles coming out of her mouth and nostrils. Her face was hideous and had no beauty at this moment, and she was only left with the instinct to survive. But no matter how much the woman changed, Mu Yanchen recognized her at a glance. That was the beauty that had always been hidden in his heart. He swam towards her, knocked on the car window glass hard, and pulled the handle hard from outside the car, trying to rescue her, but it was all in vain. The car door was closed motionlessly.

The trapped woman inside seemed not to see him, although he tried desperately to rescue her outside the car window. She shook her head in confusion, as if she was the only one in the water, waiting for death alone. Time passed by minute by minute, and Mu Yanchen watched her give up on survival. After drinking a few sips of water, her eyes became dazed, her hands floated weakly in the water, her skin looked pale and a little gray, and then the car sank with her. Mu Yanchen swam forward hard from the back, but he could not catch up. There seemed to be an invisible barrier blocking his progress. The car sank to the bottom of the water, and a ball of light surged up and hit Mu Yanchen hard.

Mu Yanchen, who was lying on the bed, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and his body twitched. Lin Han and Zhao Qing realized something was wrong and rushed to the bedroom immediately. When Zhao Qing was thinking about giving Mu Yanchen another acupuncture, Mu Yanchen suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes, which were sunken due to years of insomnia, looked straight at Lin Han.

"Sheng Baiyi, have you found her?"

Mu Yanchen's voice was slightly hoarse and weak, but the momentum contained in it could not be ignored.

Lin Han glanced at Zhao Qing. Thinking that Zhao Qing had just arrived and it was not him who revealed it, he could not help but swallow his saliva and said truthfully: "The result is consistent with yesterday. No one has discovered Sheng Baiyi's whereabouts since she left the institute."

After listening to Lin Han's report, Mu Yanchen closed his eyes. His heart felt as if it was being squeezed by someone. Sweat broke out on his forehead, and it seemed like acupuncture couldn't suppress it. Zhao Qing, who was standing by, couldn't help but worry for Mu Yanchen.

All I heard was his unquestionable orders, "Report him missing immediately when the time comes. Also, notify the people below to search all the lakes in the city to see if there is any trace of him."

Lin Han was puzzled. If someone was reported missing, then he could report the missing person, but why search the lake? He could not help but ask the question in his mind, "Is it necessary to search the lake? Wouldn't it be a waste of manpower and resources?"

However, he didn't expect that as soon as he said this, he was met with Mu Yanchen's deep and cold gaze. His back couldn't help but shiver, and he swallowed back the rest of his words.

"I'll go set it up now."

When Lin Han left Mu Yanchen's bedroom, he still felt a little scared. Maybe Mu Yanchen's condition had been getting worse recently. Many times, even if he had any questions, Mu Yanchen was too lazy to answer, but he mistook it for his good temper. It had been a long time since he had seen Mu Yanchen like this, so long that he even forgot what he looked like originally.

Mu Yanchen stayed in the room alone, sitting on the leather recliner, with his sunken but increasingly bright eyes, staring at the moon in the night sky and lost in thought.

He didn't know if this decision was right, but he didn't want to take any risks regarding her. Since he could have such a dream, he had to take action regardless of whether it was true or false.

**

Shen Zhao returned several papers before leaving school. The librarian touched his glasses frame in surprise and filled in the records silently.

When Shen Zhao stepped out of the school, the clouds had dispersed and the stars were revealed. Deyan's home was only ten minutes away, so it was familiar to her. And with Shen Zhao's memory, this way home was naturally familiar to her. But she didn't want to go home now. She looked at the other end of the intersection with gloom in her eyes.

She walked slowly to the intersection, raised her hand, and soon a taxi stopped in front of her.

Shen Zhao got into the car and skillfully told the driver an address. The taxi drove farther and farther away from the direction of home, and Deyan became a small black dot in the rearview mirror.

"Let's get off right here."

"Okay!" the driver responded and parked the taxi on the side of the road.

Shen Zhao scanned the QR code, paid decisively and got off the car.

"Ding Dong" is the sound of message notification. The man sitting in the shadow is turning the mobile phone in his hand. The screen is shiny and shows the amount of consumption, but it is unknown what was consumed.

But obviously such an operation was novel to the man, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up in an ambiguous arc.

Shen Zhao stood under the shadow of a tree by the roadside. Her sight reached an upscale residential complex across the street. Most of the residents there had returned home, and the lights were on in every house.

She couldn't help but press her rapidly shaking chest, and a little cold sweat appeared in her palms. She was nervous. She had been thinking about one question all day. Should she seek help from the past? After all, she didn't have any resources now, and it was too difficult to find "herself". The first person she thought of was Xiao Yi, the man who always made people feel like spring breeze. Her eyes flickered. Would he believe her? After all, things like soul-traveling were outrageous and had no scientific basis. If she was not careful, he might regard her as a monster. The only bargaining chip was their past. If he was willing to believe her, then things would definitely be much simpler.

After a struggle, Shen Zhao looked up at the high-end residential area again with an extremely firm expression. She believed that Xiao Yi would never abandon her!

As she walked towards the high-end residential area, a coquettish cry came into her ears. The voice was artificial but could not conceal her original voice. She stopped. Although she was exposed under the light, she was not afraid. After all, she was not Sheng Baiyi anymore. She looked towards the source of the sound. A Rolls-Royce was parked at the entrance of the residential area. Because it was a convertible, she could clearly see the appearance of the two people sitting inside. She was very familiar with them. One was her boyfriend and the other was Dai Weiwei, who had been her good friend in recent years.

Dai Weiwei was leaning on Xiao Yi's shoulder and saying something. Even in a night like this, one could see the redness on her face. Xiao Yi's eyes were burning, as if there was a fire in them. It was a passion that Sheng Baiyi had never seen before. She didn't know what they were talking about, but Xiao Yi couldn't control himself and leaned down. His lips were firmly pressed on Dai Weiwei's lips. It would have been fine if it was just a light press, but Xiao Yi actually wanted to go deeper.

At that moment, Shen Zhao felt as if the world had collapsed. Her legs and feet felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead. She could not move a step. She stared at them as they were making love in the car. The autumn night wind blew into her thin autumn school uniform, which was empty inside. The cold chill spread to every part of her limbs.

Dai Weiwei, who was already trying to get closer to Xiao Yi, saw Shen Zhao staring at her not far away. Her watery eyes suddenly revealed a fear that could not be ignored. She suddenly pushed Xiao Yi away, buried her head in the side of Xiao Yi's neck, and couldn't help but look up slightly to peek at the girl standing on the side of the road.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yi used his soft voice to comfort the person in his arms.

Dai Weiwei didn't dare to look directly at Shen Zhao. She lowered her eyes again and clung to Xiao Yi's back with both hands. Her body couldn't help but tremble slightly because of fear. "Xiao Yi, I saw Sheng Baiyi in the back. Didn't she... leave?"

After hearing what Dai Weiwei said, Xiao Yi's body couldn't help but stiffen. He put his hands on Dai Weiwei's shoulders and used some force to push her away. "Weiwei, don't be nervous. Let me see."

Dai Weiwei still didn't dare to look and buried her head even lower. Xiao Yi hesitated for a moment, calmed down, and tried to turn his body away. When he saw Shen Zhao, he was stunned and his heart tightened.

The girl was standing by the roadside, wearing a school uniform. At first glance, one would mistake her for Sheng Baiyi. However, although the girl's facial features were similar to Sheng Baiyi's, especially her eyes, if one looked carefully, the girl's face was wheat-colored, and the corners of her mouth were full of resentment and sadness. Although she was young, she was incomparable to Sheng Baiyi's confident and unrestrained appearance. After Xiao Yi saw clearly, he relaxed and turned to look gently at Dai Weiwei who was still buried in his arms, "That's not Sheng Baiyi. Don't think too much. How could she be here at this time?"

Dai Weiwei was obviously frightened, and her words were still misty and vague, "How can it not be? I think she looks a lot like her."

Xiao Yi smiled slightly, "Don't be afraid, take another look?"

Dai Weiwei raised her head from Xiao Yi's arms at his encouragement. When she wanted to look again, the girl had turned around and walked forward unsteadily until her figure disappeared from Dai Weiwei's sight.

"What a weird guy!" Dai Weiwei said angrily.

Xiao Yi also looked in the direction where Shen Zhao left. He didn't stay there for long. He put his arm around Dai Weiwei's shoulders again and comforted her, "Don't think too much. She looks like a bad girl."

Dai Weiwei was interrupted by Xiao Yi, and the melancholy in her heart dissipated. She fixed her eyes on the person in front of her, stretched out her hands and climbed onto Xiao Yi's neck again, and her two soft lips pressed against his again.

Xiao Yi also liked Dai Weiwei's enthusiasm, and then he became more proactive, saying in a hurry: "Don't stay here, go home, I won't let you off tonight!"

Dai Weiwei pouted and hugged Xiao Yi even tighter.

Different from the inseparable and passionate atmosphere between the two, Shen Zhao was walking alone on the quiet road beside the community. Her eyes were a little dull, and her mind was filled with the scene of Xiao Yi pressing Dai Weiwei into his arms. She had never thought that Xiao Yi would betray her. That was the person she pulled back from the gates of hell. Before this, she had always believed that everyone might betray her but Xiao Yi. However, this idea turned out to be so naive and ridiculous.

She is dead, so who else can be trusted except herself?

Shen Zhao forced a smile that was uglier than crying, tears welling up in her eyes. She hunched over, hugged her knees tightly with her hands, buried her head between her legs and burst into tears.

This was the first time since her rebirth that she cried out of helplessness and weakness, so loudly and so sadly, as if she wanted to vent all her fear and sadness one by one. Even passers-by who happened to pass by couldn't help but look sideways.

After an unknown amount of time, the crying gradually weakened, leaving only a faint sob. She roughly wiped her face with her sleeve, wiped it randomly, slowly raised her head buried between her knees, and then struggled to stand up. She stood straight, her eyes fell quietly on the high-end residential area, and after looking for a long time, she decided to leave.

She went back the same way she came. She took a night taxi, not caring what the driver thought of her red and swollen eyes. She did not rush back to her old neighborhood, but went to the computer city in the city which closed the latest.

The night in the computer city is very lonely. Although there is only a salesperson sitting in front of the counter playing with his mobile phone boredly, and occasionally some irrelevant people pass by, the place can be said to be a mixed crowd, but the lighting is sufficient.

When Shen Zhao walked in with such a face, all the salesmen looked at her. Not because they were curious about the reason why she was crying, but because they were eager for a turtle. The salesmen's eyes were shining green and they almost stuck to Shen Zhao.

Shen Zhao glanced at the salesmen. She knew what they wanted to do. They just wanted to squeeze some value from her.

But the pity is that her original position required the use of computers, so she knew a little bit about computers before that. But this time, she came to find the best parts to assemble them at home. Those salesmen who wanted to coax her into buying an all-in-one computer might be disappointed.

Her steps were very fast, as if they had the wind. The salesmen who tried to stop her were frustrated and looked at her graceful back angrily.

Shen Zhao didn't want to waste too much time here, and soon she found an old acquaintance in a corner of the computer city. The man seemed to be in his twenties or thirties, but he had a goat beard. He was wearing a thin vest in the windy autumn, revealing a pair of arms with perfect muscular lines. His fingers were very long, and he was typing something on the keyboard without even raising his eyes, as if even if the emperor appeared in front of him, he would still be oblivious.