Not in reincarnation

The night wind is very cool, especially here on the 20th floor.

In the elevator room, there is a canopy built by the residents on the roof, secretly planting worthless flowers and plants and some vegetables. There is no sunlight at night, and the leaves are drooping, but the growth is good. It seems that the owner has watered them well and cultivated them.

A young man stands here, looking at the endless night above the city of lights, as if wondering where the darkness leads.

The shattered hair on his forehead was too long, it must have been a long time since it was cut, and the night was lost, almost covering his eyebrows and eyes.Blown by the wind, it gently scratched his face, fluttering in front of the slightly raised mouth corners.

"Lan Rui."

There was a hoarse but very magnetic voice calling behind him, cutting through the silent air, and it was still so clear in the rustling wind.The man closed his eyes, pulled the corners of his mouth fiercely, and turned to look at him.The man hid in the gloom of night, pursing his thin lips, overexerted because of tension, making his lips a little white, which made the man named "Lan Rui" feel distressed.

Lan Rui thought, he likes his lips very much, the kiss is very soft, with a taste of firmness, very addictive.So Lan Rui stared at his lips slightly absent-mindedly at this moment, imagining that he used to carve his mark on himself with it so affectionately and so hard.

"Lan Rui!" His eyes flashed a little light in the darkness, and there were few tears on the eyeballs. It seemed that the tears made his eyes glow faintly, making them look so dazzling, but his eyes... really were very bright. charming.

It's a pity that there is anxiety in the eyes, not the obsessive love that used to be.

Lan Rui moved his mouth with difficulty, and the voice could barely come out: "Ningde...do you really want to be with that woman?"

His expression suddenly changed, and his eyes were filled with panic.Lan Rui immediately watched his changes with a sad expression and joy. "The company... really can't survive. Marrying her is the only way to save the company... The company is everything to me. You know, as long as I marry her, I will have money." I had a marriage contract with that woman However, it was only with Lan Rui that Ning De pushed the wedding back and forth.

What a greedy man.

Lan Rui was tired of this stale statement, and was disappointed for a while, but his expression was pretending to be disappointed. "It doesn't matter if you don't have money, you still have me." Lan Rui said to Ningde seriously, while trying his best to ignore the numbness in his throat and cheeks.

Ningde's face changed color very quickly, like an overturned paint tray. "Leave this aside, what did you ask me to do here? It's already two o'clock." Ningde approached him, reaching out to hug him.

Lan Rui dodged slightly sideways, and he retracted his hand in embarrassment. "Didn't you buy me a house for this building? Although your name is written on the real estate certificate." Lan Rui turned around, leaning on the white-painted railing that had faded in the wind and sun, and looked down. .There are lights in the field of vision, but nothing can be seen clearly.He frowned, there shouldn't be any covering under here, why couldn't he see clearly?

"I..." Before he could say anything, Lan Rui forced himself to raise the corner of his mouth again, showing a smile: "You are driving me away, will that house be your new house?"

Ningde was silent for a long time: "...I will arrange your accommodation, and I will tidy up your things as soon as possible."

"No need, at least you still think about me." Lan Rui tried hard to suppress his emotions, not to let it show in words.

Ningde looked at him in surprise, and then said tremblingly, "Thank you...thank you for understanding me so well." Lan Rui blinked at him, smiled and said, "Just burn it to me."

Ningde's pupils constricted suddenly, Lan Rui quickly climbed up the railing before he could make a move, and jumped down with his center of gravity forward.

He opened his arms in the air to feel the weightless pleasure of falling, and the night wind was like a gentle knife, passing across his cheeks and ears, making his clothes rattle.He closed his eyes and enjoyed this pleasure, imagining in his mind Ningde lying on the railing and staring at his handsome face distorted by fear when his body merged into the night, he couldn't help but want to laugh. It's a 20-story building, and this building happens to be undergoing circuit maintenance right now.The timing was so accurate that he took the elevator up and had to run down the stairs.

boom!

Everything returned to silence.

Without feeling too much pain, there is no pain at all.

There is a chill in the head, the skull must have been shattered, the 20th floor, the gray brain should also flow out.

I don't know if the internal organs are ruptured, I am not familiar with the acceleration of gravity in physics, and I have no inspiration, but this is not important.

Anyway, he must be dead.

Great.

The blood must have been spattered widely, and it must have fallen like muddy meat.

A Toyota drove past Lan Rui, backed up and stopped.

Sure enough, the time of happiness is very short.

The car window came down silently, and a female voice came from inside, a contemptuous and indifferent tsk-tsk.

"Get up quickly, it's disgusting to have your head smashed like this, I don't want to care about you, it's disgusting." Repeated "It's disgusting" twice, and the car didn't move a bit.

Lips painted with cherry red lipstick opened and closed, and the area above the small and exquisite nose was hidden in the darkness, giving her a sense of mystery.

She waited for a while, clicked her tongue hard, and took out her mobile phone to dial.The call was connected quickly, and she didn't wait for the person over there to speak, she started talking on her own: "He won't let me answer it! Does he want to kill him here?"

"..."

"Day! Say it earlier!" The woman cursed, hung up the phone, struck a match and threw it at the corpse, then rolled up the car window, stepped on the accelerator without any hesitation and drove away.

It was 5 kilometers away from the place where the building fell. The woman was driving the car, carefully stepping on the edge of the maximum speed limit.The car slid into a residential area almost silently, and after twists and turns, a villa came into view, and the garage door that had been opened was waiting openly to enter.The woman quickly parked the car, got out of the garage, pressed the switch to close the garage door, and entered the house on high heels without looking at it.

The living room is large, but there is no light. The huge imitation crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling, it is not turned on, and it is obviously left out.A few decorative lamps in the corners of the ceiling were lit sporadically, emitting a dim orange light.Underneath the finely crafted carpet is a wooden floor, with an exquisite tea table in the middle of the carpet, and several brown leather sofas placed casually beside it, showing that the owner has a comfortable lifestyle.

On the sofa, a man in white was lying on his back with no image. The woman frowned and kicked him.

"What about him?"

The man lazily raised his head reluctantly.He has slender eyebrows like willow leaves, eyes as bright as stars, and a straight nose, but his face is pale and there are light shadows under his eyes.

"Damn... I stood for more than ten hours, let me sleep for a while."

He raised his hand with exposed veins to cover his sight, felt the strange knife almost piercing his body, and quickly pointed in one direction.The woman scoffed at his slackness, and strode towards the location he pointed at.

There is a white porcelain bathtub in the corner of the living room, which seems to be specially made, and the size is larger than the usual bathtub.The woman supported the bathtub with an ambiguous smile on her lips.

In the bathtub is a man's body, to be precise, a mutilated body.

He was naked, stretched out limply, with nothing below his knees, but his skin and muscles were growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Hearing the sound, he opened his mouth: "Are you back?"

The voice was exactly the same as that of "Lan Rui" just now, and even the appearance was exactly the same.Or rather, it's the same person at all.

"Lan Rui" was lying in the cold bathtub, when he heard the approaching sound of trampling on the carpet, he stopped beside him.He knew it was her.

Due to the lack of light in the living room, opening his eyes and looking at her didn't irritate his eyes too much. He stared at her face, and then asked suspiciously, "Did you change your hairstyle?"

She was complacent: "Do you think I have become more beautiful?"

"Lan Rui" curled his lips: "You are quite beautiful in the first place."

"Get up, I bought you new clothes." She pulled his arm and was about to drag him up.He couldn't laugh or cry: "My legs haven't grown yet." Sure enough, this girl is sick of pretending again, it's really not good to play too many pretending games.

She pouted ferociously, and stomped her feet fiercely: "Yes, Miss Ben will take it for you!" After saying that, she walked away.He looked down at his fully grown legs and smiled.

Zheng Jiang is only one character away from Tomie, the protagonist in Junji Ito's horror manga "Tomie".His and her abilities are also similar, the difference is that he is real, and there is another one, that is, he must live longer than her, and he is a man.

He has the same ability to regenerate as Fu Jiang, but she can produce new individuals when she is emotional, but he cannot, and can only create individuals when he is dead.She can create countless new individuals, he can only create one.Her blood and hair can generate individuals, so can Zheng Jiang, and the more blood and hair there are, the faster his regeneration speed will be.

Fu Jiang has a terrifying allure, which can make anyone, no matter men, women, young or old, be obsessed with her.And he doesn't, but he can read the memories of the dead, as long as the brains of the dead are not destroyed.

All in all, there are only countless dead Zheng Jiangs in this world, but only one living Zheng Jiang.

So, is Zheng Jiang an existence called a ghost like Fu Jiang?

He thinks he shouldn't be, because exorcism and exorcism of religious beliefs in the world are not effective for him, although Zheng Jiang doubts their authenticity.And he has never seen a creature similar to him, or a demon or ghost.Since Zheng Jiang would not age, he also forgot how long he had lived, why he was like this, and whether he had parents or relatives.

Then I have to mention the people around Zheng Jiang.The man in white is a city hospital surgeon named Zhou Wenkang. He is very talented, but because he insists on principles, he is ridiculed and excluded by his predecessors.In fact, he is a very responsible person, a rare doctor with only remaining medical ethics.

This woman who tends to dress up is called Mi Liu, who hates herself as the second generation of officials, and works as an instructor of the criminal police team in a police station.As for why they knew Zheng Jiang and became friends with him, it was because one of them found out that he kept dying, and the other found out that his identity was false.Seeing the fact that he died and resurrected against the principle of materialism, they based on the principle of "the fat water does not flow into the field of outsiders", and the disgust of some behaviors and people in reality, so they formed three people, or two people and one An alliance of unidentified humanoids.

Just now Ningde was just an object of their revenge. Zheng Jiang has many identities and names. "Lan Rui" is just one of thousands of pseudonyms, but "Zheng Jiang" is his real name and has not been used for a long time. Wear and forget, keep in mind.By reading the memories of the dead, or events suppressed by the police that cannot be further investigated, they avenge those who were unable to complain about oppression and died with resentment.

They don't know if there is a soul in this world, and they don't care if it makes sense to do so. They practice their justice in extreme ways, just to let the dead rest in peace and rekindle hope for the living.If there is karma, even if they fall into Avici Hell, they will have no complaints or regrets.

Although the current situation shows that Zheng Jiang will not be able to fall for a while, but what about Mi Liu and Wen Kang...

... It is better not to be too idealistic in this world, although Zheng Jiang is an idealistic existence.

Zheng Jiang would die several times a month, sometimes he was killed, sometimes he killed someone and then committed suicide.When Zheng Jiang is reborn, Mi Liu and Zhou Wenkang will find an opportunity to burn the body. Only in this way will people not be able to get Zheng Jiang's information. Because he has no identity, he has to dispose of his body frequently.

Zheng Jiang's body burns very well, like paper, no need for combustion aids, and it will burn clean after a while.Both Mi Liu and Wenkang have Zheng Jiang's hair, as long as Zheng Jiang dies, he can be reborn in any of them.

Just like this time, after Zheng Jiang jumped off the stairs and fell to his death, he began to be reborn in the bathtub where Wen Kang threw a few strands of Zheng Jiang's hair.The process was disgusting, so no one wanted to watch it, so a big bathtub was built to block Zheng Jiang's mutilated and broken body when he was slowly reborn.Mi Liu thought that Zheng Jiang would come out of the mass of flesh and blood, because there were a lot of blood, flesh, and hair, and Zheng Jiang could jump out in a few minutes.But he wanted Ningde to see his body and make himself happy, but Mi Liu didn't let him do so.

In fact, every time he took revenge on Zheng Jiang, he gave his sincerity. He really thought that in the process, maybe the target of revenge would wake up and turn around, so he might stop.But Zheng Jiang also knew that every time he would die, they would betray him.

It was like a curse, cursing him, a different kind, that he would never get love.