The mountain, the man, the chicken of rebirth

That night, Li Jiajun had that nightmare again, and Xiao Jie sat alone on the side of the road, looking blankly at everything in the world, and a shadow that would never disappear was cast in his once bright eyes.He watched Xiao Jie stand up, as if he had decided on something.Xiao Jie came to look for him, in this small villa.

Xiao Jie asked, you really don't want me anymore, do you?Then Li Jiajun heard himself say, you go, I will buy you a plane ticket back to the mainland.Xiao Jie smiled brightly, and then he raised his gun, just like today, except that at that time, he was the one lying on the bed, and Xiao Jie was standing beside him, with the black muzzle pointed at him... ...Finally, bang...it wasn't just a joke anymore.

Li Jiajun even felt the pain of the bullet piercing his heart, but at that moment, the oppression of suffocation was greater than the pain, and Xiao Jie's originally clear figure gradually blurred in his vision.

Li Jiajun could even feel the despair, he had no extra thoughts, just suffocation, Xiao Jie used to love him so much, but now he will kill him with his own hands.Looking at him with that indifferent, contemptuous gaze.Li Jiajun stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Xiao Jie's face again, but Xiao Jie avoided it in disgust.

He was dead, Li Jiajun knew, but the dream didn't end, he saw his dead body, saw Xiao Jie, and he lay gently beside the dead body.After a long time, Li Jiajun saw a tear flow from his eyes, and then, Xiao Jie stretched out her hand and hugged that cold body.

"I said, among the four seasons, I like winter the most. Surrounded by the cold for a long time, I will lose the sense of touch, even if tears fall, I will not feel pain, and hugs will not be warm. But Hong Kong, there is no winter..."

Xiao Jie left this sentence and left. He didn't even think about disposing of the corpse, or wiping off fingerprints or anything like that.Li Jiajun just followed behind him like a ghost, and he didn't know if he was dreaming or if he was really dead.

Xiao Jie sat on the corner of the street all night. He didn't have anything on his body, not even a tile to cover his head.The torrential rain in the south came suddenly, his body was shivering in the wind and rain, and his lips turned blue and purple, but he seemed to be completely unconscious, sitting there in a daze.

Knowing that he would pass through him, Li Jiajun still wanted to hug him and give him warmth over and over again.If Xiao Jie could only end up like this when he was with him, then Li Jiajun would rather Xiao Jie stay far away from him...

It was dawn, and Xiao Jie's clothes were wet and stuck to his body. He went to a coffee shop in the city center and bought a cup of coffee with the last money he had.The newspapers had already begun to report overwhelmingly on the shooting of a rich man last night. It was the report of Li Jiajun's own death, but he couldn't stand it at all.

Li Jiajun desperately wanted to touch Xiao Jie, wanted to take him to hide, to a safe place, where no one could find him, where the police couldn't find him.

But Xiao Jie didn't know his existence, his expression was so serene, as if this moment was the happiest time in his life.

The owner of the coffee shop saw the report on the TV, and the suspect's photo was shown on the TV in such a grandiose manner. Xiao Jie watched the TV without any response. The boss was dumbfounded, and he quickly called the police.The police in Hong Kong are always efficient, and they arrived in no time.Xiao Jie took out a pistol, and the people in the coffee shop started to run out like crazy, but Xiao Jie didn't leave anyone as a hostage, Li Jiajun began to know what he wanted to do.

He rushed towards Xiao Jie frantically, his body just passed through him again and again.Xiao Jie looked at the policemen. He raised his gun, but instead of aiming at the enemy, he pointed it at his own temple.At this moment, Li Jiajun's hands and feet were cold, and his heart felt cold.

"No." Li Jiajun whispered in Xiao Jie's ear, please, don't.

boom!

With a gunshot, Li Jiajun woke up from his dream.Panting heavily, it was a cold night, but he was drenched in sweat.

"Are you OK?"

The light in the room suddenly came on, and Xiao Jie turned it on. He leaned sleepily by the door and looked at Li Jiajun. In the middle of the night, he heard Li Jiajun's hysterical voice, asking for anything, and the dead were woken up.

Li Jiajun jumped out of bed, rushed over and hugged Xiao Jie tightly, it was all a dream, it was fake!look!He can hold him now!Just this made Li Jiajun tremble with joy, and Xiao Jie stood beside him intact.

Xiao Jie was stunned, with her hands straight on her sides, not knowing how to react.

"Xiao Jie, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." Li Jiajun repeated the words of apology over and over again, as if those things really happened, the dream was so real, Li Jiajun was afraid.

"Li Jiajun, are you sleepy?" Xiao Jie didn't know what Li Jiajun was apologizing for.

"Xiao Jie, I love you."

"I think you're sleepy." Xiao Jie turned serious, trying to free Li Jiajun's arm.

"Xiao Jie, it's you, right? You are my Xiao Jie, right?" Li Jiajun couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or reality. He remembered everything in the dream so clearly. He remembered the first day he met Xiao Jie. It was a bumpkin who couldn’t find the auditorium at the opening ceremony; he remembered getting up at six o’clock every day to buy breakfast for Xiao Jie; he remembered the nickname given to Xiao Jie by his classmates, Miss Xiao, because Xiao Jie and Miss pronounced it very similar; He remembered that when they went on an outing in Xiangshan, Xiao Jie twisted his foot, and he carried him down the mountain; he remembered the song he wrote for him in order to pursue Xiao Jie; he remembered that they kissed and made it in the beach house.Love is suffocatingly sweet.Doesn't that all exist?

Li Jiajun hummed a very simple melody, a very simple song, but Xiao Jie heard it like thunder.

"How do you know?" Xiao Jie couldn't help but grabbed Li Jiajun's collar.

"I wrote to you, didn't I?"

Xiao Jie was speechless, he remembered, why did he think of it?Why do you want to think about it?

"That's true, isn't it?" Seeing Xiao Jie's shocked appearance, Li Jiajun began to understand that it really wasn't just a dream.

"Miss Xiao, long time no see..." Li Jiajun hugged her tightly in his arms. Sure enough, there is no love without reason in this world. It is fate that he will fall in love with Xiao Jie.

Xiao Jie's mind seemed to be swept away by a thunderstorm, and it was empty, and things began to twist at a strange angle.Li Jiajun actually remembered those things!Those things that should have happened in the previous life, those things that have not happened and should not happen in this life.

Originally, after today, Li Jiajun decided to end it, but now it has become the beginning.Xiao Jie is his, destined to be his, he will never let go!

And Xian Sheng, who was far away in Beijing, also realized that he had finally figured it out, and he did something stupid.He managed to catch up with Xiao Jie, but in the end he slipped away inexplicably.He figured out that if he misses this opportunity, he can have a next time, as long as he is willing to work hard, there will always be a day when he succeeds.But Xiao Jie, there is only one, if you miss it, there will be no more...

And he shouldn't take advantage of Wang Tingting, feelings are not for taking advantage of, he shouldn't know that Wang Tingting likes him, but pretend not to know.He decided to confess to Wang Tingting and Wang Zhen. He would be very grateful if the other party was still willing to help him, and he would be happy to accept it if the other party beat him up.