I really want to die

Mu Zhen has been having the same dream for several days in a row. There is no him in the dream, there is only one person, always one person.Eating, walking, reading, and resting on the rattan chair in the garden, the only thing that accompanied him was the one-person-high photo in the living room.

Every time after waking up, Mu Zhen felt very disappointed.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Mu Zhen felt inexplicably that the person lying on the wicker chair in the dream was the one in the dream at the beginning—even though one of them was lying on the bed as if he had fallen asleep and never woke up, and the other was lying on the chair. In the rattan chair, close your eyes and rest.

Mu Zhen didn't understand the connection between the two, and didn't care.He only knew that when he fell asleep and that person entered his dream, he would feel extra satisfied.

"who are you?"

Mu Zhen whispered to the mirror, as if talking to someone in a dream.

Behind him, Su Chen stood quietly, looking at the scene of Mu Zhen whispering to the mirror, with a slight sadness on his face.

Judging from the current situation, Mu Zhen seems to be recalling the memories of the past bit by bit, not a certain life, but all the lives they have experienced.

What if Mu Zhen finally remembered everything?He is a ghost now, how is he going to die?And Mu Zhen is a human being who will eventually grow old and die with all his memories?

Then, finally, he wanders the world alone as a ghost until he dissipates, or the world is destroyed.

Su Chen didn't know what kind of situation it would be.

On the [-]th birthday of Mr. Mu, Mu Zhen, the next head of the Mu family, did not attend, so three days later, a long motorcade stopped outside the villa.

When Su Chen followed Mu Zhen back to the villa, he saw rows of bodyguards in black suits with bulging waists outside the villa.

Mu Zhen got out of the car, walked in with his two bodyguards, and didn't even glance at the bodyguards in the garden.When they reached the gate, a man dressed as a housekeeper stood outside, saluted Mu Zhen, and opened the door with one hand.

"Young Master, the Patriarch is inside, waiting for you for a long time."

Mu Zhen walked in without looking sideways, but Su Chen took a second look at the housekeeper.He was younger than the housekeeper of the villa, and more importantly, Su Chen knew him. This man was called Mo Shang, and he was the one who held him hostage in order to threaten Mu Zhen in that life.

I don't know if this person will betray me again in this life.

The atmosphere in the living room was somewhat depressing. Except for the old butler, all the servants were called out of the villa.On the big sofa in the middle, sat a vigorous old man with sharp eyes, on the left side of the old man, sat a woman dressed as a noble lady, and a fashionable young woman.

Mu Zhen first glanced at the butler, and saw him standing aside with his head bowed and hands down, treating himself like a transparent person.Mu Zhen looked back, didn't say anything, and sat down on the sofa opposite the old man.

He sat in a very casual posture, but invisibly gave people a sense of oppression. People like the old man may be nothing, but for the other two women, Mu Zhen at this moment is too scary to look at.

The old man and Mu Zhen looked at each other, but neither of them spoke first. The depressive atmosphere was fermenting, which made the others feel very nervous.In the end, it was the old man who gave up the confrontation and spoke first.He speaks slowly, not because he wants to organize his words, but because no matter how slowly he speaks, others have to listen patiently and follow his rhythm.

"I haven't interfered with what you have done these years, because I know that you have your own discretion. But now, it seems that I was wrong. You don't understand what you are doing, and you forgot. What does the next Patriarch mean?"

If it were someone else, under the deterrence of the old man's own aura, no matter what his original intention was, he might have shown submission, but Mu Zhen is obviously not someone else.

His sitting posture on the sofa did not change, nor did he show any sign of impatience. He just spoke indifferently after the old man finished speaking.

"No matter what I have done these years, it's not because you don't interfere, it's just because I want to do it, that's all."

The old man raised his eyelids, and his eyes staring at Mu Zhen suddenly became sharp.

"Mu Zhen, you have to know that in many cases, people still need some obedience and awe."

Mu Zhen smiled lightly, although there was no smile in his eyes, "I agree, but it's a pity," Mu Zhen looked into the old man's eyes, and said slowly, "It's neither the thing that makes me obey nor the respect. you."

After Mu Zhen said these words, he stood up from the sofa, turned around and walked upstairs.When he stood at the stairs, there was finally a crack in the calmness on the old man's face. He stood up leaning on his crutches, and hit the floor heavily with his crutches, his voice tinged with anger.

"Mu Zhen, as long as you get married this year, I don't care what you do. If you are not satisfied with the marriage partner, you can change it. Don't forget, the successor of the Mu family is still in my hands."

Mu Zhen went up two flights of stairs, stopped when he heard the words, and looked back at the old man. His voice was calm and calm, but a faint sarcasm could be heard.

"The Mu family, whether you give it or not, it's mine; and whether you want it or not is up to me."

After saying this, he turned around and went upstairs—from the beginning to the end, without looking at the other two people.

Su Chen followed Mu Zhen for a few steps, and when he reached the second floor, he stopped suddenly and looked back at the living room.

The faces of the two people sitting on the sofa were very bad, especially Du Wanqing, after hearing the old man say "If you are not satisfied, you can change it", her face was even paler without a trace of blood.

In comparison, the old man who had been talking to Mu Zhen seemed calmer. After Mu Zhen disappeared upstairs, the trace of anger on his face also disappeared, as if it had never existed before.

It was also the first time that Mu Zhen's father, Su Chen and the two generations together, met each other.In that life, until his death, he never met a few real Mu family members. Although he knew that those people wanted to see him very much, they were all stopped by Mu Zhen outside the villa, and no one disturbed him.

"Hey, Mu Zhen is really a kid. He's so big, he's still like a child, and he doesn't pay attention to what he says. Master, don't get angry and get angry." The lady came to support the old man, seemingly Consolation, in fact, alludes to the fact that Mu Zhen's words are neither big nor small, and he has no respect for elders and no one in his eyes.

Mr. Mu, however, did not get angry as she thought. He just glanced at the noble lady very plainly, making her bow her head and dare not say another word.Mr. Mu withdrew his gaze, looked upstairs, and said in a tone of emotion or relief:

"The difference between an eagle and a chick is that it never yields to itself, and lowers its head to limit its vision to the chicken coop."

After saying this, the old man left the villa, and the noble lady who heard his words couldn't wipe off her face no matter how dark her face was.

This person is really not like Mu Zhen.

Su Chen stood at the railing, watching the old man leave, feeling so emotional in his heart.

"Okay, God, you win, I admit defeat."

The young man in red with long hair had a flat voice, full of exhaustion, and lowered his head when he spoke, as if he didn't even have the strength to raise his head.Glittering and translucent teardrops fell to the ground drop by drop on her face that was so beautiful.

Mu Zhen didn't know who this person was, but when he saw the tears on his face, his heart ached so much that he couldn't breathe.He raised his hand involuntarily, trying to wipe away the tears on the young man's face, but saw that his hand went straight through and touched this person at all.

Then, Mu Zhen felt a red light flash before his eyes, and the young man in red turned into a beautiful fiery red fox, a nine-tailed fox, with a red body, only a little white in the middle of his forehead.The fluffy tail spreads out in the air, and when it leaps, the nine tails flutter gently like kelp in the water, drawing brilliant brilliance, which is fascinating.

The scene in front of him suddenly changed, dazzling red light filled the world, and when Mu Zhen opened his eyes again, he found himself in a very desolate place.It's a bit like a desert, but there is no yellow sand, only dry and cracked land, dead trees, and the bones of unknown creatures.

It was still the young man in red with long hair. Sadness was no longer on his face, only indifference remained.But Mu Zhen could clearly feel the pain that emanated from him, the kind of sadness that was greater than the death of the heart.

who is he?Why so sad?And who made him so sad?

He seemed to be looking for something, and Mu Zhen watched him fly fast, with a look of anxiety and panic on his face, as if he was going to a certain place, for fear that he would miss something if he went late, and he would regret it all his life.

Who is worthy of his pursuit?And who made him so anxious?

An inexplicable jealousy arose in Mu Zhen's heart, he was jealous of the person who made the young man show such concern.

The scene changed again, and Mu Zhen found himself surrounded by floating light spots, and there was a glowing pillar not far away.The pillars are very high, reaching to the clouds, with no end in sight.

The young man in red stepped on the ground with bare feet. He looked at this side, as if he was afraid and did not dare to approach.Suddenly, he lifted his foot and walked over, and the fluttering corner of his clothes swept over those light spots, which were pushed away like bubbles.

Seeing the young man walking towards him, Mu Zhen suddenly felt nervous. Did he, did he see him?Can he see himself?

When Mu Zhen was thinking about these things uneasy, the young man stopped in front of him, staring at himself with his eyes that were as bright as flames. Deep in his eyes, there was hidden expectation, but also cautious, showing a look of fear. Come.

Mu Zhen looked at the young man, saw the fragile expression on his face, and couldn't help but want to reach out and hug him, to erase the fear on his face, to hug him, and tell him that he would protect him and make his face From now on there is only a smile.

However, it was just a thought, Mu Zhen still couldn't touch him.

And the young man stood there, as if he could see himself, he moved his lips, and spoke softly, with hope.

"is it you?"

Mu Zhen looked at him in a daze, and suddenly burst into tears.