Not in reincarnation

The telephone is at the bar and is free for all to use.The plastic telephone set can't see any color in the messy lights, the microphone feels very slippery, and the buttons are clear and very clean.

Zheng Jiang called Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi has two mobile phones and numbers, one for work and one for life, but his subordinates all have his two numbers.

As long as he sees which number has a phone number, he will know whether it is public or private.It must be very hard to walk with two mobile phones in your pocket, and you also need to carry a knife and a gun.

Zheng Jiang called a private number, and he got through quickly.

"Yi, I'm going back to the bar."

"I saw it."

Zheng Jiang knew he was talking about the caller ID. "I want to keep working."

"Can't I support you?" His words were full of smiles.So he just said it casually, even if it was true, Zheng Jiang didn't bother to take it seriously.

"Oh, to be serious!" Zheng Jiang pretended to be angry.

"Do you have any documents on you? It's required for the labor contract." This was asking him for information in disguise.

Zheng Jiang touched his clothes, confirmed that he had nothing on him except a pack of cigarettes, and said in a satisfied voice, "Nothing."

He was silent for a while, and then said: "I told you that you didn't know what's wrong with your body, so I got you upper body. If you want you to take a good rest, you definitely won't listen."

"Ok?"

"...Hey, just ask a staff member to answer the phone."

"Oh……"

Zheng Jiang already knew what he was going to do, so he asked the bartender to answer the phone "at a loss". The bartender said a few words to him, put the phone on hold, and quickly got out of the bar, ran into the crowd, and brought back a man.

He is Zhong Yiming's boss, Wan He, the head of the bar.He picked up the phone and said a few words, looking at Zheng Jiang while talking, knowing that the person on the phone couldn't see him, so he nodded.

"Alright Brother Yi, I'll let him go to work."

That look was ambiguous. If Zheng Jiang was Zhong Yiming, he would feel at ease, but that person's look only reminded him that he was a dog picked in a pet shop.He didn't know who Zheng Jiang was, he thought Zheng Jiang was Zhang Yi's new love, and he used his face and back to please Zhang Yi.

Zheng Jiang didn't have the mind to entangle with his face, Zheng Jiang just asked if he could go to work now.He said yes, then glanced up and down at Zheng Jiang, and asked him if he wanted to wear a uniform.Zheng Jiang wanted to refuse, but he felt that he was overdressed and would definitely not be able to stay in the hot bar, so he agreed.

Wan He gave Zheng Jiang a bunch of keys, and said, "Then you go upstairs, and go to the building next door. That's the staff dormitory. You can go to No. 5 to get your clothes. You can live there after packing. Brother Yi arranged it." .”

No. 5 is Zhong Yiming's room.

Zheng Jiang nodded without saying a word, and went upstairs honestly.

Upstairs are rows of boxes where guests can have small private parties and do some dirty work.

Zheng Jiang was walking on a relatively quiet corridor, and a man was leaning on an MB and kissing against the wall.

I wondered in my heart about the man's figure, would the young master, who looked so slender, break his bones?Seeing that the man's hands were already restless, Zheng Jiang decided not to be a light bulb, and went over gently.After finally crossing the distance between them silently, he breathed a sigh of relief, and walked quickly to the end of the corridor leading to the darkness.

The passage connecting the bar and the staff dormitory is locked with a lock.Zheng Jiang thought this was also for the safety of the employees, so he rummaged through the keys.The light here was very dim, and the key was hard to find. He fumbled for a long time before unlocking the lock, and then found and opened the door of No. 5 familiarly.

Pushing the switch on the wall, Zheng Jiang familiarized himself with the light, and checked Zhong Yiming's room.A new-looking couch with a yellowed white towel on it.In front of it was a dark coffee table, on which were placed two white porcelain cups, and there was a faint smell of men's perfume in the air.

Zheng Jiang entered Zhong Yiming's room, and as expected, it was a mess, with quilts, pillows, and bed sheets twisted and scattered, one can imagine how angry the owner was.And whether he left any clues that he didn't know when he was angry was worthy of his consideration.

Before that, Zheng Jiang had to go to the closet to find his uniform and change into it to finish today's work.Zhong Yiming is not a workaholic, but his magic weapon to pass the time is work.Zheng Jiang picked up the broken mirror, held it far away to barely get a picture of his own half body, and found that he unexpectedly matched the uniform very well.He put down the mirror and hurried to the bar.

Although he lived a long time, he really didn't know how to do bartending, and he was going to eat Zhong Yiming's memory again.Probably because Zheng Jiang was a newcomer, the bartenders all looked at him curiously and wanted to ask him questions.

"Hey, are you from just now? You look good in your uniform." A bartender with hair dyed like a cocktail took the freshly wiped glass to the cabinet behind Zheng Jiang, and accosted him.

With a smile on his face, Zheng Jiang felt a big embarrassment in his heart.figure?figure?Darling, don't judge people by their cover!

"Have you done this before?" He pointed to the wine cabinet with his eyes.

"I'm here...uh, I've done it before." Zheng Jiang said the wrong thing just right.

He nodded suspiciously, and then patted Zheng Jiang on the shoulder: "Then you do your best, just obediently mix drinks at the bar, and don't be abducted by customers."

Zheng Jiang's facial muscles twitched.He stretched out his index finger and stood up straight. Zheng Jiang smiled knowingly, expressing that he would work hard, and he went back to his stand with satisfaction.

As a result, as he said, there were many people trying to seduce Zheng Jiang to leave the bar to accompany the drink, both men and women.Zheng Jiang laughed so hard that his face twitched, he kept opening and closing the wine cabinet to mix drinks to satisfy the persistent guests.After a few days, he kept repeating it, and the guests seemed to be interested in his face, so they tried every means to get him to accompany the wine.Fortunately, there were other bartenders to save him, otherwise he would have died in the line of duty.Zheng Jiang waited for their curiosity about him to subside. It is expected that he has such an idea, so new faces will appear every time, and the tricks are also strange.Every time he finished work until two or three o'clock in the morning, he was exhausted.His habit tells him that he is not suitable for such a late work, but Zheng Jiang still leaves work early.The bartender next to him lived a completely nocturnal life.

Back in Zhong Yiming's room, Zheng Jiang fell asleep and woke up at [-]:[-] in the morning to take a shower and have a meal before going to the hospital for a routine checkup.

The guests tonight were just as ferocious.Zheng Jiang was so tired that he almost died at the bar, and the bartender next to him was sympathetic and happy to take a break.After shaking his tired hands, Zheng Jiang stretched himself, dragged a stool to one side and planned to sit down, when he saw another person standing in front of the bar.Wearing a black jazz hat, with waist-length straight long hair, the hair is yellow, and it is impossible to tell whether it is dyed or natural under the chaotic lights.Zheng Jiang thought it was a woman at first, because women have such long hair, but he is a man.

The short black leather jacket was not zipped up. His body was very slender and slender, with only shallow muscle lines in his abdomen. It seemed that he had not deliberately exercised his body.His face below the eyes was wrapped in white bandages, and there seemed to be a faint smell of disinfectant in the stagnant air.

Zheng Jiang's second reaction was, doesn't he feel cold?

The third reaction is why is he dressed like this, how did he come in?The face is so tightly wrapped, is there an injury or a skin disease?

He stretched out his hand—even though he was still wearing a black leather glove—and took the note pad and the pen on it.

"Margarita"

He wrote it down and pushed it to Zheng Jiang.Zheng Jiang looked at his bandage-wrapped mouth suspiciously, then turned to mix him a drink.

With the bright orange liquor and the snow ring-like salt on the rim of the glass, Zheng Jiang pushed the glass in front of him.This is a cocktail with a strong fruit flavor. Before that, Zheng Jiang was more curious about how he wanted to drink it.He lifted his left hand that had been hidden under the bar. Zheng Jiang saw that he was holding a rope in his hand, which seemed to be used for walking dogs. He must have brought a pet, right?

A few people who were dancing nearby also stopped and looked at this side with weird eyes.The guests who came to find a drink went straight to the direction of Zheng Jiang and made a sharp detour, obviously coming here to see him clearly.In the next second, he saw the white upper body of a young man almost lying on the bar counter, with a collar with a bell hanging around his neck, which seemed to be connected to the rope on the hand of this weird guest.

The boy was wearing a black eyepatch, with a mouthpiece biting his mouth, and his pale ears were exposed from his black hair, with several studs stuck in them.The hand with the leather glove that reached to the upper arm grasped the edge of the bar, and stabbed a butterfly on Zheng Jiang's left shoulder. The upper body was naked, and the shoulder blades and spine were obviously protruding because of this posture, which looked very sexy.

SM?

To actually bring a messy place openly, this master is really bold and outrageously strange.Holding the fountain pen at the bar in his right hand, the weird man wrote on the young man's back, and motioned Zheng Jiang to look after writing.

"urmonster" you are a monster.

The black characters were very clear on the boy's almost paper-like pale skin, and Zheng Jiang felt his head was a bit big. "I'm a human being." Zheng Jiang said to the guest. He didn't know if he could understand Chinese, but he actually wrote English.

He started writing quickly, as if he knew that Zheng Jiang would answer: "uwillneverdie (you will never die)" It seemed that he could understand what he said.

"I also hope that I can..." He bit his lips gradually, his nerves tensed, and he became vigilant.

"udon'tneedactanyfilms, icome2helpoutofthiscircle.ihavefoundu4suchalongtime (You don't need to act, I'll help you out of this circle. I've been looking for you for a long time)"

"What do you mean?" Zheng Jiang was a little dizzy by him, and he didn't know his intentions at all, and he didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend. Zhong Yiming didn't remember him either.

Is he an accident?Or is it inevitable?

"Remember! (remember)" he wrote the word very hard.

Zheng Jiang didn't know what he wanted to express, he just frowned fiercely.

He took the glass of Margarita, poured it on the back of the boy who had just written, then tore off the note paper, and roughly wiped the wine.The words were wiped off, leaving a red scratch on the boy's back.The young man was unable to speak with a mouthpiece in his mouth. Transparent saliva flowed out and dripped on the bar. It is not known whether he was whining because of the pain.

The weird guest got down from the chair, pulled the rope, and the boy slid down.He dragged the boy into the chaotic crowd and left.

Rubbing the money he left behind with his fingers, Zheng Jiang thought about his series of actions.

Circle?The circle can probably be extended to reincarnation... I know that he is an undead monster, and only Mi Liu and Zhou Wenkang are alive.He had made similar friends before, but they were dead long ago, and Zheng Jiang trusted them, so they wouldn't tell.Trapped in the "circle" of death and rebirth, he said it really accurately, Zheng Jiang's life is a circle, with no end and no beginning, and it goes round and round.

Zheng Jiang looked up and saw a scantily clad female guest ordering wine with him, Zheng Jiang quickly adjusted it for her, watching the earrings on her ears.

The earrings reminded him of the "circle" again, and he thought of the stud earrings of the boy next to the guest, and then various jewelry.The young man had a strong visual impact on him, and Zheng Jiang had a deep impression on him.

……jewelry?

Zheng Jiang thought of a small square box wrapped in red flannel that he had just seen in Zhong Yiming's closet.It was a jewelry box, for necklaces or rings.Zhong Yiming is a young man who walks the streets, and he doesn't know how to use this kind of solemn-looking jewelry box, let alone what kind of jewelry will be inside.

who?Could it be the engagement ring that Zhang Yi gave him?In this case, why did Zhong Yiming show such a sad expression?Zheng Jiang flipped through Zhong Yiming's memory, and Zhang Yi appeared in his mind. Zhong Yiming refused what he wanted from Zhong Yiming.

"Don't make trouble! That's not for you!"

"Who are you for? To which woman or man?"

"No one will give it!"

"I like it, just give it to me!"

"no!"

"You really gave it to someone else! Zhang Yi, I know I have nothing, but I just don't want my heart to be played by you!"

"What did you say? Who played with you? What nonsense!"

"If that's the case, why don't you give it to me!"

"This thing is useful, you can't give it!"

"Fart! Can you use it to please others? I kicked me when I got tired of playing? You broke the game! I found out! The tool you want to please is now in my hands... Zhang Yi, we are done!"

"you!"

Intoxicated by the fact that he was "abandoned" by Zhang Yi, Zhong Yiming slammed the door and walked out.

What I didn't understand before, I finally understand now.

The one that killed him was the jewelry box he thought was a gift that he got from Zhang Yi.Combined with Zhong Yiming's willful characteristics, he misunderstood Zhang Yi's meaning, and then took the jewelry box that was very important to Zhang Yi as his own, and Zhang Yi wanted to kill him when he asked for it but failed.

Hiring a murderer is just a matter of minutes.The place where the two quarreled was far away from the place where Zhong Yiming had a car accident. How could Zhong Yiming run so far?Was he "loitering" on purpose?

Feeling blocked in thought, do you think too much?Zheng Jiang decided to go back to Zhong Yiming's room first and look for the jewelry box.

Zhong Yiming finished the quarrel, went back to the staff dormitory, went out, where did he go?

The memory before death was very chaotic. Zhong Yiming must have been thinking about many things. Zheng Jiang read his memory while tidying up the bar, and found that it was like a mess, and he couldn't sort it out.

"Leave so early?" The bartender who came over just now asked in surprise.

"It's getting late." Zheng Jiang glanced at the non-existent wall clock on the wall, which showed that it was past 11:[-] p.m.

He raised his eyebrows, disapprovingly: "The nightlife only starts at this time."

"Ah... I'm a newcomer, I still need to adjust." Zheng Jiang made a helpless look.He looked at Zheng Jiang for a while, then nodded clearly.

understand?The corner of his mouth twitched, Zheng Jiang decided to ignore his expression.Zheng Jiang said goodbye to the bartenders and went upstairs without stopping.

The unlocking action is done in one go.Zheng Jiang opened the closet, saw the jewelry box lying there, and hurriedly opened it to look.Several layers of thick silk cloth were used as the base, but there was nothing inside.

Feeling cold, being preempted?Zheng Jiang should have thought that Zhang Yi would appear in Zhong Yiming's room when Zhong Yiming was being chased and hit by a car, looking for this jewelry box. Maybe Zhong Yiming messed up this messy room, and Zhang Yi also came to do it.

Zheng Jiang's breathing tightened, and he kept missing a point.

As Zhong Yiming's reborn body, he has his memory, but because of that short-term incomprehensible memory, he didn't do what Zhong Yiming would most likely do.

Instead of hugging him, she shook her hands and left.

Seeing that Zhang Yi was so determined to kill people to take the goods, Zhong Yiming must be just the target of Zhang Yi's vent, and what Zhong Yiming said was not bad, he was suddenly panicked.What role do you play here?

In the next second, a wet cloth covered his mouth and nose, and the sweet smell invaded the nasal cavity.

The body is sour and limp.Zheng Jiang didn't open his eyes, but he noticed through his thin eyelids that there should be plenty of light outside.What time is it now?Is this light a lamp or the sun?

Zheng Jiang felt that his body was exposed to the air, and there was no cloth covering his body, which made him feel strange.

It seems that he was caught, it doesn't matter who he is, he was stripped clean, just waiting for the chef to cook.However, Zhang Yi is most likely the person who arrested him, and he is probably the chef.

Zheng Jiang, take a bet on whether there is anyone around you.He wants to know where he is, and wants to look around. If there are people, his degree of freedom will decrease.I made an indifferent bet with myself in my heart, and then I had the courage to open my eyes.

Zheng Jiang regretted it when he opened his eyes. What he saw was Zhang Yi.The handsome man put on a black silk bathrobe and lay beside him, facing him.Only then did Zheng Jiang smell the lingering scent of ether in his nasal cavity, the fragrance of bamboo leaves from the shower gel on his body.

Eyes full of the shadow of a lustful beast.