Evolutionary history of high cold induction

In late autumn, the sky is getting bright, but the suburban villa area is very lively.

Fire trucks, police cars, and ambulances gathered together, and the flashing red and blue lights pierced through the morning fog and pierced to the deepest part of Zhou Xingzhang's heart.

In a trance, he walked through the chaotic and noisy crowd until he reached the door of the basement.

The team leader who was investigating the scene inside waved his hand and asked the blocking people to let Zhou Xingzhang in. He patted Zhou Xingzhang on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Don't look at it."

Nothing, what to look at?

Zhou Xingzhang acted as if he hadn’t heard any sound. He walked to the fixed line of the drawn trace, squatted down sluggishly, and stretched out his finger to touch it after a while, but withdrew his hand before touching it, as if being caught by ashes. The remaining temperature is scalding.

The dim light of the day came in from outside the door, and a glare of white light flickered in the ashes.

Zhou Xingzhang picked up the little thing with trembling hands. In an instant, the dull pain tore at his heart until it turned into a long and continuous severe pain. It was smashed, then dried and ground into powder, and was swept into the endless abyss by the waves.

But Zhou Xingzhang was silent from beginning to end.

The little policeman standing aside clearly saw a ring in the young man's hand.

……

Gi Weigu never thought that he would wake up again. The fuel he prepared absolutely burned everything clean. It is impossible for him to be alive. He is an absolute materialist, and he has never believed in strange powers and chaos. Hell is nothing but heaven and hell. The fabricated false thing was just the distinct pain from all parts of the body that could not be ignored. Looking at the rudimentary small clinic, he laughed at himself, but he touched the scratches on his face.

——He would never appear in such a place.

However, in the next second, a sharp female voice yelled, accompanied by the sound of something falling to the ground, and then there was a burst of noise, and then a middle-aged doctor in a white coat came in, pressed him for an examination, and there was still something in his mouth. He kept mumbling to himself, why he was all right all of a sudden, even if he had no heartbeat or pulse.

Ji Weigu tilted his head, facing the glass of the cubicle of the small clinic, and with just one glance he could see from the figure reflected on it that he was occupying the body of some unlucky ghost who had just died.

still alive?

still alive.

What are you doing alive?

Ji Weigu closed his eyes tiredly, letting the doctor continue the examination.

After lying down for three days, he was still groggy, and he got better after a week, but his spirit was still not very good, but he also clarified the situation of "himself" from the mouths of the people around him, and he also had a certain understanding of the original owner's character. an initial understanding.

Qi Zhen, who doesn’t know where he came from, is gentle and introverted, and doesn’t get along well with people. He opened a small gallery in this declining characteristic town. When I came here, there were no vital signs, but I didn't expect to come back to life suddenly.

He lives only for revenge, and now that the revenge has been avenged, there is nothing to be nostalgic for. Is it interesting to let him live again by such a mistake?It's still an alpha that he couldn't ask for before.

As ironic as you want, it's better to be burned to ashes and die, and what to do with being reborn on Qi Zhen.

"Qi Zhen" is not in a good mood, the small clinic is full of acquaintances, and people from the small town take turns to see him with things, and everyone wants to comfort him with a few words of encouragement. They rushed out, regardless of good intentions or bad intentions, they were just watching the excitement.

But this afternoon, there was a lot of noise outside just after two o'clock, and a man and a woman walked in surrounded by a dignified and dignified look, who looked either rich or expensive.

"Qi Zhen" didn't show much interest. The woman trotted over and grabbed his hand, tears began to fall, "Baby, you scared my mother to death. I didn't know you fell off the mountain just now." ..."

"Qi Zhen" frowned suddenly, and shook off the woman's hand forcefully, "Don't call me baby!" He was fed up with this disgusting name.

This is the first time he has shown such big mood swings during this period. Cold, alpha pheromones diffused in the small room. Although the doctor and the only little nurse couldn't smell the pheromones, they were all overwhelmed by such pheromones. The attitude was startled, and the woman seemed to be dumbfounded by the yelling.

The man behind took his wife's shoulders and said in a deep voice, "Qi Zhen, she is your mother. Is that how you talk to your mother?"

Alpha's extremely oppressive and sharp bamboo and wood pheromones pressed on "Qi Zhen". Facing the parents of the original owner, he did not take back his pheromones. With his current physical level, he could not do much to other humans at all. He smiled nonchalantly, "Using pheromones to put pressure on a patient, is that how you treat your son?"

The woman knew what her alpha had done when she heard it, and quickly stopped her, "Dong Lai, what are you doing?! My son is still sick, please don't do this!"

After being told by his wife, Qi Donglai couldn't hold back anymore, put away all the pheromones that were accurately applied to Qi Zhen, and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, I was just joking with him, three or four years Didn't see you see what he said." As he spoke, he glared at his son who knew how to run outside, paint, run outside, and paint.

Wen Jingya patted Qi Donglai's hand, "Okay, didn't we agree before we came?"

Qi Donglai snorted, and glanced at his silent son, "You son of a bitch, you have to go back with us if you say anything this time, do you hear me?"

Wen Jingya pushed the person away, "Go out and I told my son, didn't you see a beautiful tree when you came here just now, go and take a look and take some photos for me."

Wen Jingya closed the door of the cubicle, drew the curtain again, and then sat down on the side of the bed and asked softly, "How is the injury on your body? I asked the doctor just now, and he said there was nothing serious, but my mother was worried. We'll go back and double check."

"Qi Zhen" turned cold, "I won't return."

Looking at the strange son, Wen Jingya also felt uncomfortable, "Mom knows that you don't like finance or business, and you don't want to take care of the family company, but, Xiaozhen, Dad found out a few months ago that the heart and brain vessels are not good. Putting the burden on him again will kill him.

"You have grown up too. Mom and Dad respected your hobbies and allowed you to be free these years, but people are born with their own responsibilities, and when they should be shouldered, they should also be shouldered. Xiaozhen is not a person who has no responsibility. You don’t want to feel guilty when you think about it in the future, right? Even if you go back, you can still paint if you want, and when you’re not busy, you can still go on vacation.

"Go back with Mom and Dad, okay?"

Wen Jingya's expression was gentle and soft, and his tone was gentle. "Qi Zhen" looked at the woman who was not young in front of him, and suddenly thought of his father, and when it came to "guilt", he really...

After a while, he said softly, "I'll think about it."

"Okay, we will stay in the small town tonight, you can think about it slowly."

At night, "Qi Zhen" lay in bed and couldn't sleep for a long time, so he got up and went to the hillside behind the clinic alone. He found a stone and sat down, looking at the distant and vast starry sky, and fell into deep thought.

His whole life was like a joke, black, not humorous, not funny at all.

In the short 28 years of life, in the first seven years, the father and son were tortured by the high-ranking alpha. When they got tired of playing, they sent him abroad with the excuse of recuperating. The insane father set fire and jumped from the upstairs Down, everyone thought they were dead, only he knew it was the beginning of revenge.

After working hard in a foreign country where he was unfamiliar, he got the first capital, started a company, became a celebrity, and brought his father back to China for revenge.Use anyone who can be used, even if you exchange your own body, it doesn't matter, as long as it is useful.

He succeeded.

Not only did he take revenge, but he also burned his own sinful past.

He has nothing to regret in this life, he chooses his own path, right and wrong, of course he has to recite it by himself.

He doesn't owe anyone anything, even the father of a seven-year-old child who has an IQ and can only rely on a wheelchair for transportation all day long.

"Qi Zhen" looked at a certain point in the void with an inexplicable expression. He didn't regret it, but felt guilty.

He only owed that person too much.He lied to the person's body and feelings, leaving two oil bottles, big and small, because he relied on that person's feelings... to act recklessly.

Perhaps, he should go back and see his father, and also see...how that man and the child are doing.

He is not a procrastinator. After making a decision, the three of them left the next day.

In the car, Wen Jingya went to hold her son's hand, "You have been outside these few years, our place has changed a lot, you probably have to get used to the new life well, our little Zhen is so good, it must be fine!"

Qi Zhen withdrew his hand without a trace, and nodded indifferently. He looked at the receding street scene outside the window, and traces of anticipation floated up from the bottom of his heart irresistibly. A new identity, a new life, leaving behind a man full of pain, unwillingness, and hatred , a past so dark that he can't look back, can he really have a new start?

However, when Qi Zhen got the phone and saw the date displayed, all these questions were temporarily left behind.

2020?six years later? ! !