After rebirth, the scumbags all favor me

"I'm not crazy, Jin Yao," Xu Zeen covered his face on the balcony where the cold wind was blowing, only the last filter tip of the cigarette was still clamped to his fingertips, his hands were trembling, maybe it was cold, It still hurts, he whimpered softly, the mournful voice was like a beast trapped in a desperate situation, torn like a blade, "I'm not crazy, I just miss you..."

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The earth is empty, and the sky covers the four fields.

The boundless gray and white spread in front of his eyes. Jin Yao was walking alone, with his arms forward, his palms raised up, palms facing outwards, it was a groping and staggering posture.

Who blindfolded him?

In the distance, there seemed to be thunder and thunder exploding, and the back of the hand seemed to be struck by a sword that had just been tempered by fire. Is it lightning?It turns out that the lightning strikes on people is such a pain that goes deep into the bone marrow, Jin Yao can almost hear the blood dripping on the ground, and the huge space echoes ferociously.

There is a cold and moist liquid hitting the face, hitting the head and covering the face, noisy, is it snow or hailstone?

The coldness engulfed the heart, and the whole person seemed to be soaked in the ice and snow. The convulsive and desperate coldness seemed to have its own consciousness, drilling into every bone in the body.

He stumbled and staggered all the way, his throat seemed to be blocked by someone, he couldn't open his mouth, couldn't make a sound, couldn't call for help, and couldn't breathe.

A light suddenly appeared in front of him, and he could see it all of a sudden, tall and sharp, like someone's shadow, Jin Yao ran over joyfully.

The ground under his feet suddenly cracked, and Jin Yao suddenly fell into a raging fire. The frantically distorted image in the depths of his pupils was that the flame's long, ferocious tongue quickly engulfed him, and the mottled walls cracked inch by inch until they collapsed. It was full of floating dust particles, circling crazily and pouring into his ears, nose and mouth, scorching, suffocating, bloody and heat intertwined, Jin Yao watched helplessly as his fingers, wrists, forearms, and forearms... bit by bit, turned into Floating light, turning into fly ash, dissipating, disappearing, destroying...

"Hu-hu-hu-"

The drum-like heartbeat and rapid breathing echoed in the dark room. Jin Yao was drenched in cold sweat, his body trembling in convulsions. He embraced himself with his hands, his knuckles stuck in the muscles of his forearms .

A nightmare that was so weird and vivid, and a touch that was so real that it was frightening, Jin Yao felt the hairs on the back of his neck explode. He even looked around his room in the dark, wondering if there was something unclean here. After working with the film crew for so long, Jin Yao is somewhat superstitious about those superstitious things.

Jin Yao lifted the quilt and got out of bed. There was heating in the room, so he walked into the shower wearing only a pair of shorts.

The warm water poured down, washing away the exhaustion and the cold brought by nightmares all over the body. After taking a bath, he was refreshed. When he looked up at the clock, it was only three o'clock in the morning. Jin Yao snapped his fingers, let's train more today !

Jogging all the way along the North Ring Road in front of the community, the streets were empty, and occasionally cars roared past. The city fell into the quietest and most peaceful time before dawn, and even the air was slightly fresh.

Jin Yao ran to the intersection, when the red light came on, he stopped on the sidewalk and slowly adjusted his breathing, and suddenly his face froze.

On the opposite side was a young man wearing a mask, but his attire was similar to his at the moment, dark gray sportswear and blue running shoes. When they passed by, they were almost the same height. Jin Yao saw that the other party was just like him, and his eyes flashed There was a tacit smile.

When the sound of sharp tires rubbing against the ground suddenly sounded, Jin Yao had already run to the corner of the street. When he turned the corner, he glanced back. The young man who passed him by the sidewalk just now was tearing off his mask. A very tall man in black was standing opposite him, and Jin Yao could even see that man in black was holding the young man's arm tightly.

Jin Yao shrugged, and quickly turned into the alley. Since he ran so far, he always wanted to eat his favorite Yunji small wonton.

Xu Zeen stared at the young man in front of him. The moment the other party took off his mask, he felt that his heart was placed on the edge of a cliff...

As the face under the mask was reflected in the pupils, Xu Zeen's fiery eyes quickly dimmed. The young man in gray was very annoyed when he was caught at first, but seeing the indifferent temperament in front of him, he still couldn't hide his pride. The noble man suddenly seemed to be hit by a stick, his head drooped instantly, and he couldn't help feeling compassionate.

"That... sir, are you okay? You don't look well." The young man asked worriedly. The man was on the verge of falling, as if he would fall down in the next moment.

Xu Zeen raised his head in a daze, his eyes were slack and out of focus, and his pupil membranes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist. He didn't know where he was looking, and he just murmured a name.

The voice was very vague, and the young man couldn't hear it clearly. He reached out to help, but Xu Zeen had already bypassed him and walked back slowly along the way he came. The vines are pulling him, and it seems that there are invisible shackles locking his ankles. Every step is struggling. of despair.

Xu Zeen didn't know how he got back into the car, wandering aimlessly around the city like a wandering spirit every night, which has almost become an inseparable part of his life.

Jin Yao likes to run in the morning very much. He also especially likes to run along mountain paths or along the side of the road, admiring the scenery along the way while running. He often wears sportswear, no matter what the season is, he is not afraid of hot or cold.

Xu Zeen wandered along the streets every day. At that moment, he almost thought he saw Jin Yao again.

The slender back, the short hair that hops when running, the swing of the limbs, the outfit...all too similar, he stopped the car, and ran towards the opposite side of the street like crazy, when a car stopped him In front of him, in a daze, the figure was already facing him, wearing a white mask.

Xu Zeen's heart sank, Jin Yao never wore a mask when going out.

But he was still holding on to his last luck and insisted on asking that person to take off his mask. After taking a closer look, he realized that this person was not at all like Jin Yao, nor at all like the back view he saw just now, but the vastness of the world , clearly only myself and this person standing in the middle of the road.

Start the car, lower the window, and the sea of ​​city lights is passing by in front of your eyes. Xu Zeen stretched out a hand to the window, and the cold wind in midwinter cut his knuckles like a sharp blade. Such a wonderful pain made Xu Zeen's lips slowly overflow. Smile, that smile is full of messy and broken tears, the lingering of laughter and tears, like long-lost longing and joy. Love.

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Gu Qing took the elevator all the way down to the underground garage. Jin Yao was leaning on the car and munching on a bun when he saw him throwing a meat bun.

"I haven't eaten steamed stuffed buns for many years!" Gu Qing opened the plastic bag when he got in the car, the steam was so hot that the white plastic bag almost stuck to the steamed stuffed buns, such an ugly looking thing, Gu Qing hadn't eaten it for many years.

"This is a steamed stuffed bun from a well-known store. I just waited in line for half an hour today!" Jin Yao swallowed his last sip of soy milk and squeezed the plastic cup flat. The car window was already open. The rubbish was correctly thrown into the trash can.

Gu Qing bit the bun and freed his hands to applaud, saying vaguely, "Beautiful!"

"Actually, you don't have to come here to pick me up. You can keep this car, and if you let me go, it will be ashes." Gu Qing wiped out a steamed stuffed bun, then poked the straw into the soy milk, took a sip, and the taste was unexpectedly mellow, " Your breakfast is really good, where did you buy it?"

Jin Yao said the name of the shop.

"I can't see that you are still a foodie!" Gu Qing smiled.

"Actually not. I was very confused for a year. I didn't know people or places. I just walked around, but when I walked around, I still felt very strange. On the contrary, when I ate, I felt a sense of familiarity. Doesn't it mean that the memory of taste buds stays the longest among all cellular memories, and that's probably the case for me." Jin Yao turned the steering wheel, his posture looked casual, but his eyes staring ahead were very sharp.

Gu Qing was puzzled: "At a loss? Strange?"

Jin Yao smiled: "Hey, it's complicated, if you like to eat, I'll buy it for you when I pass by in the future."

"Okay," Gu Qing's eyes flickered, "then it's a deal."

When Jin Yao was driving, he sat very upright, with his hands on the steering wheel. Generally, such a person either has an extremely upright and rigorous personality, or because of his profession, he is always on guard. Gu Qing is actually a little puzzled in his heart, but Jin Yao's The eyes are too bright and straight, if such a person has ulterior motives, then Gu Qing feels that there is no one in this world who is trustworthy.

His slightly judgmental eyes were quickly caught by Jin Yao, who looked at Gu Qing.

"I think your driving skills are not something you can do in a day or two. You are only 22 this year, right? Where did you learn the skills?" Gu Qing asked.

Jin Yao sighed: "You may not believe it, but I am really born with full skills." Jin Yao still rested his hands on the steering wheel, but raised his fingers one by one to count for Gu Qing, "Kung Fu, Car skills are all about waking up and lighting up by yourself!"

Gu Qing laughed, he thought Jin Yao just didn't want to say it, although he was a little disappointed, he didn't force it anymore.

"Really!" The boss was really nice to him, and Jin Yao was very heartbroken, "I was injured two years ago, and I don't remember anything after waking up. I don't even know that these skills were developed before. , or my brain is broken, God gave me compensation, if it is the latter...haha, then I really earned it!"

Gu Qing was really shocked: "Loss of memory? You don't have any memory before the age of 20?"

"Yeah!" Jin Yao nodded, "Fuck you? Surprise? Based on my life experience, no bloody TV series dare to shoot like this!"

"Have you seen a doctor?" Gu Qing was very worried.

"I've seen it, but the doctors couldn't find out what's wrong, so they told me to go to a psychiatrist, the kind in a public hospital, and it's like looking for nothing. Some famous doctors cost thousands of dollars an hour. I was so poor that I had to wear pants. Where? worthy of it!"

Gu Qing pondered: "I have a friend who just came back from country A, and he is an authority on this matter—"

Jin Yao smiled: "Boss, I know what you mean, I will definitely go when I have money, but if I get favors for this, I will feel uncomfortable all over!"

Gu Qing laughed: "You are really—"

"I know my temper is like the smelly and hard stones in the latrine, it's too late for you to return the goods now!"

Gu Qing was dumbfounded by Jin Yao's words: "You don't look like a martial artist, you can talk about cross talk instead!"

Jin Yao laughed loudly, the car sped all the way, and soon arrived at the crew.