Not in reincarnation

The man was wearing a snow suit, and the wind made his clothes flutter, making him look like a white butterfly fluttering in the wind and rain.

The fog of confusion covered his voice and smile.

The bright red lips are like plums in the snow, and the lively color is like the fragrance of plum blossoms.Then Mei Duo'er seemed to move a little bit, was he talking?What is he saying?

The wind hit the pinna, making a rattling noise.Amidst the noise, there seemed to be a voice calling softly, as ethereal as fog.

He was saying—"Zheng Jiang."

Zheng Jiang woke up from the dream, opened his eyes, it was pitch black.

It was raining outside, and there were lightning and thunder from time to time.It was already summer, and this was the first heavy rain, so it was too late.

Bean-sized raindrops knocked on the glass windows, which were closed with only a pitifully small gap for ventilation, and the air in the room was dull and turbid.The light of lightning briefly shone in from the blind area of ​​the inverted triangle of the curtain, and after a while, the sound of the sky being torn apart echoed in my mind.

who?

Zheng Jiang thought about that man.

The sound of the rain was so loud that his heart was disturbed and flustered.

A sound that should not appear on a night when there is only rain—crying, under the cover of rain, pierces the heart.

Misheard?

The next second, the lightning split the darkness again, the thunder rumbled, and the rain poured down even more.

And the wailing became more and more terrifying.

Zheng Jiang pulled off the thin quilt covering his body, rolled out of bed, stepped on the cold ground with bare feet, and slowly moved towards the window.Pulling the curtains a small corner, he looked down through the glass window full of water.

The light of the street lamp was erratic in the rain curtain, and Zheng Jiang saw a vague off-white shadow kneeling in the middle of the road.

Breathing stagnant.

——That's a person!

The villa is brightly lit.

Mi Liu was bleary-eyed, and Wen Kang was yawning profusely.

There was a strange visitor on the sofa—a young woman with wet hair and curled up in a blanket.

Zheng Jiang brought her a cup of hot water, and she looked at his face timidly, then quickly lowered her head as if offended, and thanked him hoarsely.

"Sister, are you crying outside so late?" Mi Liu rubbed her face, intending to wake herself up.

"Hmm..." She replied nonchalantly, "...Did you hear that?"

Mi Liu and Wenkang gave Zheng Jiang an angry look, and he immediately raised his hand: "I heard that."

She bowed her head sadly and said nothing.

"What's your name? Why don't you stay here in such heavy rain and send you back tomorrow?" Mi Liu said.

"I...my name is Xiang Li." She said softly, "Excuse me..."

It means just make do with one night here.

Mi Liu stared at her, the air seemed to freeze.Xiang Li looked at her inexplicably.

"You were...?"

"No……"

"Then you cry in the middle of the night?"

"...It's embarrassing to say, I'm homeless."

Wenkang raised his eyebrows.

"..." Xiang Li refused to speak.

The three of them looked at each other, Mi Liu got up spontaneously, and said, "You seem to have some difficulties. It's been raining for so long, why don't you go take a shower and change clothes, and I'll get them for you."

"How embarrassing..." Xiang Li said hastily.

"Do you want to sleep on the bed wet?" Mi Liu said impatiently.

"Why are you so nice to me?" Xiang Li bit her lower lip.

Mi Liu thought for a while, but didn't answer her directly: "...I'm a policeman, don't worry."

Xiang Li froze for a moment, pulled the corner of her mouth and tried to smile, but it was too forced: "Thank you..."

"My name is Miliu, this is Zhou Wenkang, this is..." Miliu hesitated, Zheng Jiang shook his head slightly, and she continued, "...Xiaojiang. They are my friends. Wenkang is a doctor in a municipal hospital, and Xiaojiang is working everywhere. , to accumulate experience." Xiang Li nodded, expressing that he remembered.

"You two, go and tidy up an empty room. Xiang Li, wait here for a while, and I'll get you clothes." Mi Liu said.

Xiang Li said "hmm" and went to get water with trembling hands.Wen Kang sighed, got up and left, Zheng Jiang looked at Xiang Li hesitantly, and then followed him.

"There must be something wrong with her." Zheng Jiang said seriously.

The footsteps of the two people in the corridor staggered and could be heard clearly. Only then did Zheng Jiang realize that the rain had stopped.

"I can see it even without glasses." Wen Kang responded lightly.

"Wenkang...Actually, I had a dream just now. Xiang Li is here, so I can't tell it face to face." Zheng Jiang walked a few steps quickly and grabbed his clothes to feel a little safe.

He likes to hold on to the fabric to feel relaxed, so he has a blanket on his bed just for him to hold on to.When he is uneasy, Zheng Jiang will subconsciously grab his own or other people's clothes.

Mi Liu said it was a disease and could be cured.Wenkang said it was just an ordinary fetish.

He stopped and grabbed his clothes back from Zheng Jiang's hands: "Go grab yours, don't tear my clothes." Zheng Jiang looked at him sadly.

"...What did you dream about?" He turned his head and pretended not to see it.

Zheng Jiang thought about it distressedly, and said: "A man in a white ancient costume...Although he can't see his face clearly, he always thinks he is very beautiful."

Wenkang's eyes widened: "...beautiful? A man?"

Zheng Jiang was puzzled: "Huh?"

Wenkang shrugged and didn't take it seriously: "Maybe it's a woman. In ancient costumes, it's easy for a man to disguise himself as a woman and a woman to disguise himself as a man."

Zheng Jiang was stunned, and immediately responded, "Ah? No, I'm sure he's a man! Wenkang, what's going on?"

Wenkang asked blankly, "Was your pants wet when you woke up?"

Zheng Jiang stayed for a while before realizing what he meant: "It's not that kind of dream!"

Wenkang looked like he was having a headache, and waved his hand like chasing flies away: "Okay, okay, there is another explanation."

Zheng Jiang looked forward to his answer: "What?"

"You watch too many costume dramas."

Windsor sat on the sofa, his long legs resting on the glass coffee table. Leith knelt beside him, red lips parted, white teeth biting the sofa.

"Ifeeltied." Windsor began, his voice struggling through the cracks in the bandages.

Leith seemed not to hear his complaint, biting leisurely and carefully.

Windsor said angrily: "Idohatethiscase! (I hate this thing)"

At this time, a pair of hands as white as fine porcelain caressed Windsor's face in a cold manner.

"I'm sorry, but I finally found him." The soft male voice spread in the air, like fog.

Windsor didn't look back, and said coldly: "If only I was not beat adead horse. (I hope what I did was not in vain)"

The man smiled softly, unable to tell what he meant.

"And, please don't hurt my sofa, ok?"

the next day.

The sun has risen, there is a slight wind blowing outside, and the world washed clean by last night's heavy rain is enjoying the sun.

When Zheng Jiang entered the restaurant, the three of them had already arrived.Mi Liu and Wen Kang were having breakfast, which was an extremely rare sight.Holding a plate of poached eggs, Xiang Li timidly nodded and smiled at Zheng Jiang: "Good morning."

"Xiao Jiangjiang! Xiang Meimei can cook! It's delicious, come and eat!" Mi Liu's chopsticks had already brazenly moved up to Xiang Li's plate before it touched the table, and snatched away a poached egg neatly.

"There are too few women in the world who can't cook." Wen Kang satirized while eating slowly.

"Things are rare and precious, you must love me." Mi Liu said righteously.

Zheng Jiang sat down silently, in front of him was toast, a cup of hot milk, two sticks of ham, and a plate of poached eggs on the table.Xiang Li looked at him nervously.

Zheng Jiang silently picked up the milk and drank it.

"The milk...is hot!" Xiang Li blushed.

"It's okay, it's okay, he likes to drink hot water." Mi Liu's mouth was full, and he couldn't speak clearly.

"...you will get esophageal cancer." Wenkang's mouth was also unknowingly stuffed.

"Hey, sit down!" Mi Liu looked at Li who was still standing, and quickly asked her to sit down, "The bread is so delicious! How did you bake it?"

"Knead the dough...put it in the oven..."

"..." Mi Liu thought that there was indeed an oven in her home, and she had forgotten about it, er, no, it's like not saying anything.

"Do you cook by yourself at home?" Wen Kang asked.

"Ah, yes. My parents died early, and I have an older sister..." Xiang Li suddenly turned pale.

"What's wrong?" Mi Liu put down her chopsticks.

Well said, suddenly this expression?

"My sister... was transferred..." Xiang Li's eyes turned red, and tears fell down her cheeks.

Wenkang also put down his chopsticks.Zheng Jiang just finished drinking the milk and put the cup aside.

"What do you mean? Tell me?" Mi Liu asked softly, pulling out a removable tissue to wipe her tears.

"You won't believe it," she sobbed.

"If you don't tell me, how can we believe it..." Mi Liu jumped anxiously, she was very afraid of girls crying.

Xiang Li took a deep breath and tried to speak coherently: "That person... looks exactly like my sister, even the fingerprints are the same, but she is not my sister!"

"Why?" Wen Kang asked.

Xiang Li said forcefully: "My sister Xiang Ting has a serious jade allergy, and she will get rashes all over her body when she comes into contact with jade. But once in a while, I accidentally touched her with a jade object, but she didn't respond!"

"Allergies can't be cured, but this is the first time I've heard of jade allergies. There are many wonders in the world." Wen Kang explained to Zheng Jiang and Mi Liu.

"Who is that person..." Xiang Li asked in confusion.

Mi Liu comforted her softly: "Don't be sad, eat something first, can we talk about it later?"

Zheng Jiang pushed back the stool, stood up and said, "I'll get a hot towel."

A hot towel wiped Xiang Li's face.Tears contain salt, which can damage the skin, and rubbing the eyes can easily cause inflammation, so wiping the face with a hot towel can not only prevent tear stains, but also protect the skin.

Zheng Jiang had to admit that he became interested in Xiang Li's identical "sister".It's just that this time the object is not a man, which makes him somewhat lonely.

In his bones, he longed to have ambiguous entanglements with men, and he even doubted whether he was lustful by nature.Or like a socket, none of the plugs will be plugged in permanently, and as long as the socket fits that plug, the socket can be plugged in.

Zheng Jiang has been a young lady, a puppet brother, a rabbit master, and a moneyboy.There are various names in various eras.The vortex of carnal desire really makes people unable to get out after entering it, even though his heart is already tired of that peak.

Zheng Jiang thought about what was in his body countless times?Keep him awake, keep him entangled.Immediately having a headache, Zheng Jiang thought, could it be that he is a legendary demon or ghost...

Splitting headache.

He knelt on the ground in pain, feeling that all the muscles in his body were convulsing crazily.

People with amnesia in TV dramas will have a headache when they think of something, but there is really no example of pain all over the body.Zheng Jiang felt that he must have lost his memory.

He felt that he should ask Wen Kang, is the drama in the TV drama true?

Closing his eyes in pain to make the world dark, Zheng Jiang forcibly comforted himself, the pain will soon pass.Although he didn't know why he was in pain.In the years he lived, it was still such a painful experience.

"Zheng Jiang?"

In the dark, he heard Wen Kang's voice, and felt the warmth of his palm, which was hot.

"My God, why are your hands so cold?"

Is it because my hands are cold?Zheng Jiang wanted to laugh, but he found himself stiff and unable to move.His gaze flickered, and Zheng Jiang was dragged onto his back by him. "Wait...I'll take you back to your room." What Wen Kang said seemed to be separated by a long distance.

Zheng Jiang has a feeling that his body is not his own.His hand raised involuntarily, wanting to grab something, even though his brain didn't give the command.Zheng Jiang started to ring in his ears, and the buzzing sound spread throughout his mind, exacerbating his dizziness.

Finally darkness fell, and Zheng Jiang fainted.