Endless Rebirth

It's not even one o'clock in the morning, it's a night on the gambling island, so...lā

What was quiet was the room. In the open room, there was no light, not even the moonlight outside the window had a chance to come in and disturb.

In the room, two breathing sounds were inaudible. This was originally a normal night.

However, Chen Feng opened his eyes without any warning.

Then, he noticed the people around him.

It was Qingyao, he could tell without even turning his head.

The fragrance of Qingyao's hair has always been so special, and the smell of her body is so familiar.He didn't move and gently closed his eyes again.

Just now, a memory appeared in his mind again.

This time, there was no pain, and he could browse the entire memory as he pleased, instead of passively accepting it like in the past.

The bullet in his mind became a converter. He could now choose to absorb or decompose it through the power of this bullet.To absorb is to accept the memory, and to decompose is not to accept it.

If you choose to decompose it, this memory will be eaten away by bullets without leaving a trace.

Of course, there is another option, which is to choose memory storage.

He actually woke up an hour ago and has been storing memories, the memories he will have 500 years later.

This memory is unimaginably huge, exceeding the total amount of memories Chen Feng received, ten times or dozens of times more.Therefore, he only opened his eyes an hour later and needed time to store them.

Now that the storage was complete, he began to accept new memories.

The so-called new memory is actually the memory that should have appeared in his mind on the day of the attack in Las Vegas, the memory of his short life until he was 21 years old.

In my memory, he was a supporting teacher, a teacher full of passion and innocence.

At the same time, he is also a folk art enthusiast and he likes folk handicrafts.

Bamboo weaving, lanterns, silk flowers, paper cutting, shadow puppets, wood carvings, painted pottery, etc., he traveled all over the country on foot to appreciate the charm of folk arts among the people.

Sometimes it’s just appreciation, sometimes it’s hands-on work, and sometimes it’s apprenticeship, but mostly it’s recording.

Record every folk art you see, its place of origin, characteristics, materials, inheritance, etc.

There is no special reason for doing this, just pure love and great enthusiasm. He takes time out of winter and summer vacations every year to travel to thousands of mountains and rivers.

He was only 21 years old, and he was still very innocent. He didn't know about some inheritances and had his own rules, which could not be spread easily. However, for his actions, he was regarded as a thief who was spying on secrets, and he was eventually shot near the train station. die.

After a short and wonderful life, when Chen Feng opened his eyes again, there was still a trace of emotion in his eyes. That Chen Feng infected him with his great enthusiasm.

In addition to enthusiasm, Chen Feng's thoughts or spirit in his memory also touched him a little.

Chen Feng in his memory did not know that he was already on the road to ruining his life. If he could escape the shooting and compile his notes into a book, then he would not only accomplish a great thing, but also break his destiny. , will move towards immortality.

It's a pity that at least Chen Feng won't, because if the Chen Feng in his memory succeeds, then there will be no possibility for him to wake up again.

With a gentle smile, Chen Feng relaxed completely.

Before the river of destiny, he chose to come back. Although he did not go to the other side, he still had the power to break his life and transcendence. As long as he wanted, he could return to the river of destiny again.

Whether he is detached or not is entirely up to him.

But just as he said on the edge of the river of destiny, he will come back to pursue happiness.

In his life, he had wronged many people and had many regrets. When he came back, he made amends and changed.

Maybe his laughter was a bit harsh in the empty room. Zhuo Qingyao, who was lying in his arms and sleeping around him, slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as she opened her eyes and moved her head, Zhuo Qingyao saw Chen Feng's smiling eyes. In an instant, her mind went blank and she stared at him blankly, speechless.

This scene seemed like a dream to her.

"You must be dreaming, I'm dreaming of you again," she looked at him with misty eyes, murmured, stretched out her jade hand, and touched his cheek.

Chen Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of distress, he reached out to grab her hand, put it on his lips and kissed her softly, "Is the dream so real? Can you feel my breath in the dream?"

Zhuo Qingyao's lips trembled, "Are you really you?"

"It's me, I'm back, I'm awake, Qingyao," Chen Feng said softly, turned over, pressed her under him, and kissed her.

Cool, warm and most importantly, this sense of reality

In an instant, Zhuo Qingyao's tears fell silently, and she hugged him tightly.

It was as if she owned the world. His kiss, his lips and tongue, and his breath truly made her feel suffocated. If possible, she even wanted to keep doing this.

Chen Feng felt this willingness based on her increasingly vigorous behavior.

As a result, he kissed her even more passionately, leaving Zhuo Qingyao in a state of confusion.

A lingering feeling, but more of a consolation of lovesickness and a simple spiritual blending.

Chen Feng was not prepared to do anything shy as soon as he woke up.

Zhuo Qingyao was dizzy in his kiss, then woke up after being dizzy, and cried again after waking up.

In this way, after an hour and a half, I finally returned to my senses.

Then, Chen Feng hugged her, leaned against the bed, and listened quietly to Zhuo Qingyao telling him about the changes outside.

Chen Feng didn't expect that a year would have passed since he fell asleep.

One year, whether it is long or not, is not short.

Not long, but compared to a long life, Chen Feng can still afford to lose.

It’s not short, because there can be many changes in one year, such as: college entrance examination students become college students, singles become playboys, and silk men become moonlighters.

Years, thinking about people showing its power and magic.

Even though Chen Feng had seen the long river of destiny, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Are you really not going to call?" Lying in Chen Feng's arms, Zhuo Qingyao raised his head and said, "They are all worried about you, including uncle. You haven't shown up for a year. There are a lot of rumors outside."

"It's so late, why worry?" Chen Feng said with a chuckle, "Everything will be fine naturally. I also want to go out more and relax. By the way, does my father know about me?"

"Conceal what should be concealed, cover what should be concealed," Zhuo Qingyao held his hand and said, "Sister Meixi is very powerful, and she is the mother of the child. Uncle has no suspicion at all."

"Why does it smell like vinegar?" Chen Feng chuckled in her ear, "How about we also give birth to a baby to consolidate your position in the family?"

"No," Zhuo Qingyao refused with a blushing face, "You have just woken up. If my sisters knew about it, they might say what they would say to me, and they are still in school."

"These are all excuses. What's wrong with going to school? It's not unusual for college students now," Chen Feng joked.

"If you don't want it, you don't want it. If you're like this, I'll call Sister Meixi."

"Then, let's take a shower together"

"Do not"

""To be continued.