Not in reincarnation

Zheng Jiang hesitated, and suddenly heard the sound of the person on the bed turning over, which frightened him severely.The heartbeat seemed to miss a few beats, and then suddenly accelerated, beating violently, and the pain in his chest was blocked, and he realized that he was almost scared to death.

Chen Dingjie snored vaguely.Zheng Jiang looked over there with lingering fear in his heart, cursed for a while, and decided to take Chen Dingjie's bag to a place where he couldn't see it on the bed.He went to the short corridor, around the corner, just enough to block his view.

Gently opening the bag, he easily found several receipts and invoices.The number on a receipt is 50, the payee is Chen Dingjie, and the payer is the person in charge of the construction party.It seems that the banquet just now was their celebration banquet.Chen Dingjie was really confident enough that he didn't defend himself at all.

Zheng Jiang took out his mobile phone, called up the camera and took a few pictures.An invoice, for a meal just now, amounting to more than 5000.

Zheng Jiang held the invoice, thinking that it seems that public funds have been severely cracked down on eating and drinking recently, so he took a few more photos.Then the receipt was purchased and reimbursed by the unit. After looking at it for a while, Zheng Jiang didn't think there was any problem, so he stuffed it back.Putting the bag back to its original place, Zheng Jiang went to the bathroom, soaked a towel in hot water, and wiped Chen Dingjie's face.He didn't want to do it, he had to do it for the sake of acting.

Many people who were killed by him would wonder before they died, why would he, who has always been docile, kill his beloved self?

Zheng Jiang doesn't know what love is.

If love is to be together day and night, and to care for each other, he is indeed doing so.Play a good lover, he is very talented, not a vase, he is willing to think, willing to think.He will also miss his lover when he is away temporarily, and will be ecstatic when his lover comes back. He will be sad with his lover, happy with his lover, and he is willing to give everything for his lover.

Has he ever loved anyone?

He put all his heart and soul into it.

When he raised the dagger, lovers often called him, reminding him of the love scene.

Then he desperately saw the indifference and disdain in Zheng Jiang's eyes, as if the previous sweetness had nothing to do with him, or, there were actually two diametrically opposite souls stationed in this body.

Zheng Jiang, "Have you ever loved me?" Someone asked.At that time, Zheng Jiang's blade was right in front of the man's throat.

There was no trace of timidity on the never-aging face, and Zheng Jiang's eyes turned into sympathy and pity.

It is this kind of look that kills people's hearts so hard that people are willing to let their bodies be destroyed.

It was just because of his previous faults that Zheng Jiang killed himself, so loving him is not considered atonement, and in the end this kind of atonement is still inseparable from the price of life.

Not everyone likes to make mistakes.

But Zheng Jiang didn't want to think about this.

He did not think that a guilty person would repent.

Those who are guilty must be punished.

He was stuck in the crack of time, and who punished him?

Zheng Jiang took out the orange juice from the refrigerator in his room, poured it out and waited for it to thaw naturally.He was going to take a shower in the bathroom, and he was sweating all over from serving people.

Entering the bathroom, Zheng Jiang took off his clothes slowly and looked at himself in the mirror.

The man in the mirror is about 18 years old. He has fine features, a good face, and a slender body. His height of 170 cm is not outstanding among men, but he presents a perfect golden ratio.

No matter how beautiful a face he has seen for so many years, he will get tired of it.

He unbuttoned his belt and was about to take off his pants when he heard the sound of a lock being unlocked.People outside need room cards when they come in, and only he and Chen Dingjie have room cards.Did Chen Dingjie wake up?

Before Zheng Jiang could think about it, he heard gasps.

It was a man's gasp.

It wasn't Chen Dingjie's voice.

He panicked and immediately covered the bathroom doorknob with his hands.

who is it?

It seemed that I could hear the pounding sound of my heart beating violently in my ears.

The doorknob was pushed down, and he pushed against the door with all his strength. The opponent was so strong that he seemed to push the door open without any effort.A hand wearing a black leather glove came in through the crack of the door and grabbed the door frame. Zheng Jiang caught his breath and looked at the hand in fear.

The gap in the door was forcibly widened, and a head wearing a black jazz hat poked in.

"Itisme. (It's me)"

Windsor squinted his eyes, and made a vague, hoarse sound from his bandage-wrapped mouth. Even though he didn't know clearly, he could still make out a charming voice—the sound of hell that made people's hearts throb.

Only then did Zheng Jiang see his appearance clearly.

Probably because Windsor is British, his skin is sickly white, his eyes are very light in color, and his hair looks like it has not been dyed, it is a light golden yellow.His eyes were like a falcon, and his light blue eyes were like a hungry beast, staring at Zheng Jiang's eyes.

Zheng Jiang was so overwhelmed by his aura that he couldn't speak.

After a moment of silence, Windsor moved closer to him, almost touching the tips of his noses.Zheng Jiang retreated subconsciously, Windsor snorted coldly, and opened the door.The Windsor who came into view was dressed similarly to what he saw in the bar last time, and this time he could see his lower body—wearing black leather pants and black Martin boots.

The slave, who might have been called Leith, was sitting on the ground like a dog, this time not holding a mug in his mouth, but breathing intermittently.He has a slender body, his skin is pale under the tight black leather jacket, his lower body is low-waisted leather shorts, and the legs of the trousers are hooked to the knee-heeled boots with a belt.His black hair hung down softly, giving him a very cute look.

A beautiful slave indeed.Zheng Jiang's mouth felt a little parched.

"I warned you."

The blindfolded slave spoke.

Zheng Jiang looked at him suspiciously, and then at Windsor, who ignored him and his slave.

Leith's voice was young, but without the vitality of his peers, it was hard and cold, making him speak like a robot.

"Warning? Why should I accept it? Who are you?" Zheng Jiang said.

Leith was silent for a while, as if waiting for something, before saying: "What's the point of you doing this? He's very sad and doesn't want to see you like this."

"Who is 'he'?" Zheng Jiang asked.This is the question he wants to know the most.

Leith was silent, and Zheng Jiang patiently waited for him to speak.

"The person covered in blood shouldn't be you." Leith said, "Aren't you dead?"

"Me? I won't die, don't you know?"

This time Leith didn't pause, as if he didn't hear Zheng Jiang's words, he said to himself: "Aren't you dead? I burned you with my own hands."

"Burn my body, as long as I have other parts in other places, I can be reborn." Zheng Jiang replied immediately, but ignored the "I" in Leith's words.

This was the second time he saw Leith, the first time was at the bar, the two of them had almost no bond, he wondered if Leith existed in his memory.

Leith became silent again, this silence was too long, which made Zheng Jiang feel impatient.

Collars were pulled, bells rang.It was only then that Zheng Jiang discovered that the rope connected to the collar around Leith's neck was not in Windsor's hand, but stretched into the room.

In addition to Windsor and Leith, there is an unexpected guest. Leith tilted his head, as if he didn't understand the command.The collar was ripped off a few more times.Zheng Jiang wanted to know who that person was, so he moved, but was held down by Windsor.

Windsor was very strong, Zheng Jiang was suppressed and could not move.

"Let go of me!" Zheng Jiang yelled, "Who are you? Don't pretend, come out and meet me!"

Leith fidgeted restlessly, bewildered in that direction, even though he couldn't see it.

"..." The room was still silent, only Chen Dingjie's snoring kept coming and going.

"I don't want to see you degenerate, I want you to be well. I will help you and give you what you want." Leith suddenly turned his head and said to Zheng Jiang, "I'm sorry, don't hate me."

It's not clear if it's Leith's idea or the people in the room.

At this time, Windsor pushed Zheng Jiang back into the bathroom and slammed the door behind him.Zheng Jiang fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a while, only the sound of bells jingling and the door being opened and closed.

He took a deep breath.After sitting for a long time, he calmed down. When he got up from the ground, he felt cold and found himself sweating again.Zheng Jiang took off the last piece of clothing, turned on the shower head, and let the hot water wash over his body.

Who the hell is that person?

How did they get in?

The progress was too fast, and Zheng Jiang was at a loss, and he didn't know whether the person who came was an enemy or a friend.

All he knew was that every time he met without seeing each other, he would feel panicked and disturbed like a knife being twisted.

The silent Windsor, the puppet-like Leith, and the shaking bells are like a lingering nightmare.

Zheng Jiang wiped his body clean, wrapped himself in the bathrobe provided by the hotel, and came out barefoot.The electronic clock above the small refrigerator showed that it was already midnight.He sighed and pursed his lips again, not knowing why he sighed.Looking at Chen Dingjie who was sleeping unconscious, he decided to sleep in the next bed.

What a waste of that glass of orange juice.

He was so sleepy that he fell on the bed, and the soft bed made his body bounce a few times.Clean white sheets, the quilt was covered with a blue quilt cover embroidered with white magnolia, grasping the soft quilt, he wanted to cover his body and fell asleep.But Zheng Jiang's whole body stiffened suddenly, trembling, he raised his hand and stretched it out in front of him.

There is a silver thread between the fingers.

No one has ever slept in this bed, and the room was only cleaned by people who lived there.

is this hair

He tugged lightly, this is indeed the unique toughness of human hair.

Why is it white?

He looked carefully, the color was natural, like the vicissitudes of time.

Zheng Jiang first thought about the old friends in his mind, and thought it could not be them.

Because it is too long.

When he woke up in the morning, Zheng Jiang was almost smothered to death.Chen Dingjie was kneeling beside him, kissing his nose.He stretched out his hand and pushed Chen Dingjie's face away, and the latter roguely grabbed his hand and sucked his fingers.

Zheng Jiang was speechless for a while.

"Honey, I fell asleep drunk last night... I'll make it up, I'll make it up now..." Chen Dingjie touched Zheng Jiang's chest with his free hand.

"Go away, you stink of alcohol and smoke." Zheng Jiang quickly entered the state, making an angry look.

Chen Dingjie arched his head towards Zheng Jiang's body, and licked his chest with his rough tongue. A dead pig is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, and Zheng Jiang's teeth were itchy with anger, but he didn't dare to attack.

"You... um..." Pushing Chen Dingjie's head weakly, "Go take a bath..."

Chen Dingjie's movements faltered, he straightened up, unbuttoned his trouser belt, pulled down his underwear, and the thing bounced out.

"It's on fire... Use your little mouth to put out the fire for me first..."

Zheng Jiang twitched his facial muscles unacceptably.He hesitated for a long time, but took a step back: "Dirty. Let me use my hands."

Chen Dingjie didn't speak, just shook the thing.Zheng Jiang stretched out his hand to hold the hot thing, and fiddled with it.

Men's desires are always strong early in the morning, and besides a man like Chen Dingjie who is about to enter middle age, Zheng Jiang is quick and shoots him in a short while.The semen splashed onto Zheng Jiang's face, and his hands were slippery.Chen Dingjie looked at his face for a while, feeling that the fire was going to burn again, so he hurriedly got out of bed and rolled into the bathroom in order to fuck him quickly.

Zheng Jiang waited for the door to close before showing a disgusted expression. Zheng Jiang coughed dryly and complained in pain.

He didn't take a shower, smelled of sweat, cigarettes, and alcohol, and if there were a few more people like this, he immediately jumped to Asexual.

Zheng Jiang picked up the quilt and wiped his face indiscriminately, when the phone rang, it was his.

The ringtone is "dance to the death", Zheng Jiang likes that "dance".

Later, I don't know whether it was Mi Liu or Zhou Wenkang who told him that the song was not called this name, it was a misinformation, the original name should be "cutinlove".Zheng Jiang is still used to this name, like many people.

He answered the phone, and there was Mi Liu's voice: "Come back!"

Zheng Jiang frowned, what happened?The evidence is not enough, is it?

Even though there was no reply, the tacit understanding between the two of them after a long period of cooperation drove Mi Liu to understand his confusion, and she said hastily: "This morning, I saw a package in the mailbox at the door... I opened it and there were three things in it." Four CDs, a stack of copies of receipts and photos, I definitely found more than you."

Zheng Jiang was stunned for a moment, then leaked out of his mouth and sprinkled it on the microphone, making a rustling sound.

"Don't wrong yourself to serve that old man, come back quickly and take a look at these together." Mi Liu's voice was filled with excitement that couldn't be restrained.

"Mi Liu." Zheng Jiang said with a trembling voice, "I'll be right back."

Hastily cut off the phone, Zheng Jiang hurriedly put on his clothes, knocked on the bathroom door, and shouted: "I'll go back first, there is something urgent at home." Chen Dingjie inside said "ah" regretfully, Zheng Jiang opened the door and left when he heard it up.

Taking the elevator, Zheng Jiang's mind is full of one person - Leith squatting, and the collar around his neck.

"I'll help you," Leith said.

Is it him, or them, or the man behind them?

Leith's mechanically cold "don't want to see you like this" overlapped with the letter's "doing nothing but degenerate" in his mind.Did these people do it?

In order to prevent him from "falling"?

Crazy guesses, fabrications, he has no clue, but desperately creates ideas and walks on his own.

As soon as the elevator opened, he bumped into someone in a daze.Zheng Jiang apologized quickly, lowered his head and wanted to leave, but was pulled by his hand.He had to look up, but was stunned.

The man had ocher red hair, handsome facial features, and a slender body wrapped in a black suit.

——Gao Zhenglin.

Zheng Jiang swallowed.

"Gao...lawyer."

Gao Zhenglin looked at him suspiciously, as if confirming him: "Jiang Zheng?"

"Hmm...um." Zheng Jiang remembered that he had used this name before.

"Why are you here?" Gao Zhenglin let go of his hand.

"I..." Zheng Jiang started, but didn't know how to continue, and didn't know how to withdraw panic for a while.

Gao Zhenglin didn't blink his eyes.Zheng Jiang thought that his friend was still waiting for him, so he really couldn't delay.He gritted his teeth and said, "Sorry, I really have something to do..."

Gao Zhenglin was surprisingly talkative, nodded and said: "You go first, we will talk about the past when we meet later."

Zheng Jiang glanced at him and ran away.It seems that Gao Zhenglin was just saying a few words of courtesy, but he actually met again, he really felt that he couldn't stay in this city.It is obviously very big city, it is very difficult to meet again.

And Gao Zhenglin watched his leaving back, sniffed, his expression changed from indifference to disgust.