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——Hey, I heard you are that supernova?

——Big star, someone asked me to tell you, concentrate on doing your own thing and don't make any mess.

— Did you hear that?You fucking father asked you something!

The feet and the iron rod fell on the body, one after another.Every bone seemed to be broken, and he desperately shouted for help, but was kicked until he coughed.

Things in the previous life are too clear.

The pain that is copied, time seems to be pressed by the back button.

He seemed to be in the process of dying in his previous life again.

The face was wet, and the warm liquid slowly slid down.The body has been so painful that it is almost numb.

Zhou Yang held back, not wanting to make a sound of showing weakness.He endured a huge torture in silence.

Lin Rui waved his hand to temporarily stop the gangsters from moving.He bent his knees and squatted down, hooking Zhou Yang's chin, making the man look up at him.

Zhou Yang's forehead was soaked with blood, which fell drop by drop onto the dusty ground.Lin Rui clicked his tongue, "Poor, poor, this time I'm really going to be disfigured."

Even though he said that, he was quite brisk, "How stupid do you think you are? Do you really think of yourself as a character?" With his fingers in revenge, he pinched the opponent's jaw, and then slammed him aside.

Zhou Yang was lying on the ground, and he was about to struggle to get up, but was hit on the back by the person next to him with a stick.His vision was blurred by the blood, and he blinked hard. He no longer had the strength to move his body, and he could only see Lin Rui's shoes.

"It's rare for me to be kind, and I don't mind telling you." Lin Rui said, "Lu Xie is in the United States now, so nothing can save you."

Feeling the loss of blood, the voice in his ears was a little fuzzy, but Zhou Yang still heard Lu Xie's name clearly, he moved his fingers in vain, opened and closed his lips: Lu...

He wants to meet him.

Lin Rui smiled from beginning to end, "You are dying here, does he know? Today is Mr. Lu's birthday, he must be with his family, ah! There are a group of friends watching over, don't be too happy "What the hell are you?"

"The person who is waiting for you, but he doesn't have to be you. I really--I sympathize with you."

Zhou Yang couldn't say anything because his body was in too much pain. In fact, if he hadn't been injured, he probably wouldn't be able to refute Lin Rui.Yes, that person is different from me, that person has parents... and many friends...

It's just that it's probably because Lu Xie is really good to himself, so good that he is willing to trust him wholeheartedly.I just fell in love with it without hesitation, so what can I do?

Lin Rui looked at Zhou Yang, who was covered in wounds, his expression of not begging for mercy and not being afraid was really boring, as if being beaten to death was nothing more than that.He shrugged, turned around and said to the group of gangsters, "Don't make it easy for this guy. It's just a used second-hand product, and no one will take care of it if it's disabled."

The lights of the car in the distance flickered, and someone had already opened the door for Lin Rui.

The force falling on the body hurts so much that it makes people weak-willed and want to compromise every time.

Someone kicked hard at the side of the ear, and suddenly the humming burst, and his head felt a dull pain. Zhou Yang only felt that his eyes were dark, and his whole body was about to fall into a coma.

He leaned against the corner of the wall and bent his body, as if this would relieve some pain.

He's been through this too...

Life is like ants, being crushed at random and then buried hastily.

The inexplicable death of the previous life...

The cry for help could not be transmitted, and the strength was exhausted, but the sound seemed to surround the surroundings, and the distance it spread could not be heard.

The abuse and swearing in my ears became blurred, and it was like another world in the distance.

His consciousness was intertwined, his senses became dull, and his soul seemed to be peeling off. I don't know if it was a flashback before his death... Scenes that did not belong to this moment appeared in front of Zhou Yang. Those scenes were like film films, flashing with ripples, and then Freeze, frame by frame in slow motion.

——How did I die in my previous life?

— I don't know those people, why did they come to me?

——I may be the most wronged one who was reborn, because I don't even know the specific cause of my death.

I have doubts and confusion, and I don’t want to live my life again in a vague way. At least let me know the reason and purpose of my resurrection.

I have a reason to know everything about my previous life, don't I?

The same encounters and similar scenes in the two lifetimes made Zhou Yang's memories like a book blown by a strong wind, with the pages rattling and finally frozen on the first page.

It all started—

He heard someone say coldly, "Stay away from Shiwan, he's not someone you trash can touch."

poetry evening...

Zhou Yang fell down in the alley covered in blood, the past events of his previous life dragging by before his eyes.He saw himself in the same way, lying alone on the dark and cold ground, his body badly injured.

The voice of constant yelling, those words he hadn't heard clearly before, but now they are all deeply imprinted in his head.

At this moment, like a dehydrated fish about to stop breathing, he opened his lips with difficulty, desperately sucking in air.

The past continues--

Those people kicked him, and the iron rods slapped him over and over again, their mocking voices were too harsh, "Don't you even look, is Kaisheng something you can offend?"

... Kaisheng ... Kaisheng ... Lu ... Xie?

Zhou Yang instinctively thought of that person, maybe he missed him more now.Fingers curled up tightly, mixed with dust.He gasped for breath—

"Today's misfortune is entirely your own fault." The leader dragged the iron bar on the ground and made a terrifying sound, "Do you dare to get on top of that new love? He hasn't gotten tired of it yet! Oh! , By the way, let me pass on that one, even if he gets tired of playing, it's not your fucking turn!"

Panicking began in his heart, Zhou Yang's panting became violent, he coughed desperately, trying to wipe off the blood that blocked his sight, but his wrist was kicked away, and he arched his waist in pain.

Everything in the past still pulls him——

The group of people looked down upon and dismissed them, and pulled Zhou Yang's hair to force him to look up, "Do you know who Shiwan belongs to? You don't want to inquire about who is praising him? You dare to pry any corner of the wall. This is your fate!"

Zhou Yang was really scared, he was scared for no reason.He wanted to cover his ears, but his hands were so painful that he couldn't lift them——

"The man behind the poetry star..."

Don't say it... Does he think he has already guessed it?He doesn't want to hear it...

Zhou Yang tried to stop the other party, but he couldn't make a sound, and the remaining images of his previous life would not be interrupted by his pleading and fear.

That voice was very cruel, with a smile, but the words he said made people collapse. "Kaisheng's... Young Master Lu... is not so easy to talk to. His new love can only be done to him, you can just stay on the fucking side."

……… Enough… Enough… Enough! ! !

Zhou Yang was sobbing in pain, he tried to cover his face with his arms, he wanted to avoid those voices, he almost begged: don't say it... I don't want to hear it... please, I don't want to know, I really don't know...

——I don't have any obsessions, and I don't have any particularly strong unfulfilled wishes, let alone the unrepented blood and unrevenged death. How could I be reborn?strangeness.

——But forget it, I will live a good life in this life.

Always very anxious, no matter what, I can't really feel at ease.When Zhou Yang started his second life in Qingshan Town, he once wondered why he died in his previous life.He also regretted that it would be nice if he could hear what those people said clearly before he died, at least he could avoid more unfavorable factors after rebirth, but he didn't hear anything clearly at that time because he had already fallen into death.

Now, the puzzling truth has pulled out its cocoon, layer by layer.However, instead of beautiful butterflies, it was bloody carrion.

This is what Zhou Yang has always wanted to know, what he has always wanted to know.

Now these truths were going to drive him mad.

He was trembling all over, his expression was distorted, he didn't know whether it was physical pain or psychological breakdown.

In the end, he saw the eve of the death of his previous life——

After he gradually lost his breath, a gangster still stepped forward and kicked him, "Young Master Lu said, if you are useless, you can only treat it as a profit. If you die..." He showed his white teeth , "Just treat it as garbage."

All the past ends here.

Zhou Yang could no longer hear any sound, he was as numb as a corpse, only felt that the surrounding was very quiet.

When I was in Prague, a fortune teller said that he should not exist, and that his soul would disappear at the end.Until now, Zhou Yang didn't know what it meant. In this life... he had no future, only an end.His existence is doomed to disappear.

"Lu..." He wanted to call that person's name, but there was a fishy-sweet taste in his throat, which was blood.

"Why..." He murmured hoarsely, his fingers pressed against the concrete floor, his nails were bloody, "...I...killed..."

Can't make a sentence.

Is rebirth good?Zhou Yang thought it was good before, because he met someone in this life.It's simply unreal. In two lifetimes, except for his own mother, no one has ever treated him so well.

Zhou Yang is very satisfied, he has never been very greedy.

When the two were not together, he hesitated, and he hesitated a lot.It's just getting along slowly, and I like it so naturally.

That person is really gentle and caring about himself. Although he has a bad temper occasionally and doesn't listen to other people's opinions, it is undeniable that the other person has brought him a lot of happiness.

But, who would have thought of...

The person who brings you so much happiness is also the one who destroys you most thoroughly.

In the middle of the night in this city, countless people are sleeping peacefully, and countless people are snuggling with their loved ones, or a group of friends are drinking beer, shoulder to shoulder and blowing away.

They have family, lovers, and friends.As for him, he has nothing, alone in the alley, no one to rely on, no one to care about, just waiting to die.

Zhou Yang felt a little tired, and his body was cold. He had no strength at all, and his head started to go blank. He just wanted to have a good rest.

Suddenly someone shouted for help at the alley, without interruption.Although no one was around, the sound really made people feel uneasy.

The group of people in the alley stopped their movements, and said impatiently, "Damn it, who is mourning there at night! Go to someone and drag the ghostly one in!"

Just as he was talking, a figure ran in, screaming as he ran.Those gangsters cursed and were about to go forward to teach others, but they were caught off guard by the big sacks thrown at them.

Plastic bottles were scattered all over the floor.

A young man in a vest grabbed the person ferociously, and took a sip, "Who did I think it was? It turned out to be a junk picker! Damn it, I owe you a beating, teach him a lesson!"

A group of people were about to gather around, and the sound of sirens cut through the night sky and came from afar.

The few people who heard the movement looked at each other, made a wink that they both understood, and then withdrew from the end of the alley without stopping.

Zhou Yang's body was covered with dust, his face and clothes were stained with blood, and his hands were bloody.

He closed his eyes, unconscious.

The old man knelt down slowly, touched his face, and then lifted his neck.

After seeing the appearance of the man in his arms, the old man's hands trembled a little. He wiped off the small mud and rocks around Zhou Yang's cheeks, and took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket to press the wound on his forehead.

When the medical staff in the ambulance were about to carry Zhou Yang up, the old man stubbornly followed them.The accompanying doctor asked, "Do you know this child?"

The old man just said, "I don't know his name, but he helped me. I have to watch him well."