Rebirth of Atonement

With a "bang", the cup shattered on the ground, Jian Tianqi looked at the fragments under his feet, and suddenly became restless for no reason.

what happened?

He hurried to pick up his mobile phone and dial Feng Zhe's number, but he couldn't hear anything else except the busy signal.

When he saw Feng Zhe again, it was half a month later in the Feng family.

During this period of time, he hadn't seen Feng Zhe, and no one answered his phone calls. He didn't know if it was his family's intention or his intention, but this was the first time he was rejected by them like this.

At the door of Feng Zhe's room, Jian Tianqi saw Feng Zhe sitting on the bed due to an accidental leg injury. When he entered the door, he saw a haggard look with his head down, which was completely different from the Feng Zhe in Jian Tianqi's impression.

why?

What happened during this time?

Even when he was injured and admitted to the hospital before, Feng Zhe never showed such an expression.

"Azhe, what's the matter with you?" Jian Tianqi walked in anxiously, but Feng Zhe didn't answer, and didn't even look at him.

There was no explanation, no confiding, and no answer to any of Jian Tianqi's words.

Some are just indifference.

It was as if a circle had been drawn to keep Jian Tianqi out.

He couldn't get any closer.

"Brother, Doctor Tang is here," Feng Qing walked in, and said to Jian Tianqi, "It's not convenient now, you should go back."

Jian Tianqi had no choice but to leave.

After looking back several times, Jian Tianqi suddenly heard Feng Zhe's words the moment he stepped out of the room.

"Let's not meet again..."

He suddenly turned around again, thinking that there was something wrong with his hearing, but he only saw Feng Zhe moving his lips. Although he still didn't look at him, he seemed to say the last sentence to him with great effort— —

"I'm tired."

Walking out of Feng's house in a trance, Jian Tianqi stopped in his tracks, but his body was trembling slightly, either uneasy or afraid or unable to understand, even his voice was trembling: "What should I do?"

From the two of them trying hard to change to now being completely denied, Jian Tianqi suddenly lost his direction, he didn't know what to do, and he didn't dare to imagine a future where he would never be able to contact Feng Zhe again.

A figure stopped in front of Jian Tianqi, he slowly raised his head, and saw Gu Qingyuan's face.

"It's fine." Gu Qingyuan said.

Jian Tianqi could hardly control his emotions, if possible, he just wanted to cry willfully now.

"How do you feel today?" Tang Chengyu walked into Feng Zhe's room, sat down beside him, and asked patiently like many doctors do psychotherapy for patients.

Feng Zhe didn't reply, but gradually clenched his two hands on his lap.

"Relax," Tang Chengyu said, "Just talk as if I were your friend."

Feng Zhe slowly raised his head to look at him, with dim eyes in his haggard face, he asked: "What the hell are you?"

Perhaps it was because Feng Zhe himself was eroded that he discovered this fact——

What is reflected in Feng Zhe's eyes is not a human being, but a "human figure" composed of countless fluffy black bugs.

Tang Chengyu is not human at all.

There are not only living things that make up the world. Ghosts and spirits can be seen everywhere. They either hide their bodies, or you can't notice them in front of your eyes.

Although human beings and monsters have long had a peace agreement, the group-dwelling monsters only have group consciousness and no individual consciousness. They will turn a blind eye to the agreement for the reproduction of the group, and will not let go of any "food".

"What is 'us'?" The shadow-like figure spread out into a huge black worm ball, "You just use your eyes to see."

The moment the words fell, Feng Zhe's whole body was completely swallowed up by the worm ball.

"President Feng, if you don't get up and prepare, you will miss the nine o'clock meeting."

From the silent darkness, Feng Zhe, whose consciousness gradually became clearer, heard a familiar voice in a trance.

who is it?

Feng Zhe opened his eyes, and saw a figure busily busy.

"Okay, it's time to arrange your clothes when you get up." The man handed Feng Zhe a new suit.

Feng Zhe didn't take it immediately, he was startled, the person in front of him was Gu Qingyuan, but it wasn't what he looked like ten years ago, but what he originally was now.

Feng Zhe glanced around again, it was a hotel room, he looked down at his heart, there was no knife, nothing.

"why……"

"Why?" Gu Qingyuan said, "You drank too much at the reception yesterday, I'll make you a cup of hangover tea."

"Gu Qingyuan, don't you hate me?" Feng Zhe took the clothes from Gu Qingyuan's hand, and the moment Gu Qingyuan turned around, he suddenly blurted out.

"Hate?" Gu Qingyuan turned around with a puzzled expression, "What are you talking about?"

"Feng Zhe, it's your turn to speak." In the conference room, the person next to him tapped Feng Zhe's hand with a pen, and Feng Zhe finally came to his senses. He glanced at the person next to him, it was LeoKan.

"...to improve the execution of the management team, I believe it should be..."

"The meeting of the board of directors is absent-minded. Don't think that you can drift away as soon as you become the president." After the meeting, LeoKan packed the documents beside him, stood up and said something at the same time.

Feng Zhe looked up at him, the person in front of him was still as domineering as before and didn't take anyone seriously.

Everyone is the same as before, as if they have returned to reality and nothing happened.

So, was everything I experienced during this time a dream?

"Azhe!"

Outside the company building at noon, Feng Zhe suddenly heard a call.

Feng Zhe immediately followed the reputation, he would never forget this voice, because it was his voice——

Feng Zhe saw Jian Tianqi running over from the opposite road while taking advantage of the green light, and finally stopped in front of Feng Zhe.

"I wanted to call you, but the phone was out of battery," Jian Tianqi said with a bright smile, "Let's go have lunch together."

Feng Zhe looked at Jian Tianqi in disbelief.

Did nothing really happen?

Then why... Jian Tianqi is here?

Ten years later, Jian Tianqi is obviously no longer alive.

The Jian Tianqi in front of him is a little more mature than ten years ago, but his expression and movements are still familiar.

"What are you thinking about?" Jian Tianqi looked at Feng Zhe's blank expression curiously, and stretched out his hand to shake in front of his eyes, "Are you still thinking about work?"

Feng Zhe suddenly held Jian Tianqi's hand firmly and earnestly.

Jian Tianqi was taken aback by Feng Zhe's actions, and when he was about to ask Feng Zhe what he was doing, he saw Feng Zhe's reassuring expression.

"Great." Feng Zhe looked at Jian Tianqi, his voice was a little hoarse, like a choked voice.

His palm was feeling Jian Tianqi's temperature, which is the temperature of a living person.