he is my brother

After Lin Guxian and the others left, I sat on a chair, covered the wound on my abdomen with my right hand, and squeezed it gently. It was a little painful and dense, and went up the nerve to the brainstem. I let out a long breath. I am still alive, that day is not my death day.

How nice that I'm still alive.

From the moment the dagger stabbed into my abdomen, my thoughts were in a mess. I don't remember what it means to be alive or to die. I don't seem to remember anything. Ah yes, I remember a person, a beautiful woman, Wei Wei Wei.

The phone buzzed, I lowered my head and swiped open the screen, Jiang Huaian chuckled slightly mockingly and said, "Congratulations on being discharged from the hospital."

"Thank you for your kind words." I quietly waited for Jiang Huaian's next words, he always had something to explain to me when he called.

"Wei Weiwei, it's a pseudonym, of course." Jiang Huaian seemed to pull out the document and put it aside, making the sound of flipping the paper, "She is a mercenary, Chinese-American, and the source of the remittance is overseas, I guess it is Bai Qi, what do you think?"

"Of course I believe it, but what is the relationship between me and Bai Qi?" I was a little confused.

"Have a good conversation with Jiang Yuming, you will make a great discovery." Jiang Huaian hung up the phone.

I sat on a chair and put my phone in my pocket. I am a conservative, even a little stubborn. I prefer to stay where I am and live in my familiar environment than to accept new things. Now my brother Yes, my house has changed, Jianghuaian has changed, and even myself has changed.

"Squeak."

I looked up, and Jiang Yuming raised the key embarrassingly: "You gave it to me before, and I didn't have time to return it to you." He walked in, clutched the key in his hand, his joints were livid, and he pursed his lips, "Shall I return it to you? ?”

I held out my hand: "Give it back to me." I didn't want to make any more changes.

The light in his eyes dimmed, and he put the key in my palm: "Okay."

I put the key in my pocket, intending to sort out the whole thing, I watched him sit on the sofa: "Explain, what does rebirth mean?"

He flinched, I thought I was wrong, but he did, his eyes flickered, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, that was his nervousness, my mood sank with his small movements.

"I am Jiang Yuming, from the future. After I died, I found myself back to 23 years old." He hurriedly glanced around the coffee table, there was nothing to play with to divert his tension, and his eyes returned to me, "Of course, There is a time span between death and rebirth."

"I don't see any 'of course'," I said.

"Yes, yes." He nodded, frightened and weak, "I know a lot of things that have happened, I don't want to make mistakes again, I want to correct, or make up for." His fingers twisted together, "I think Tell you, I think every day, whenever I see your reproachful eyes, I want to tell you, but how, how can I say it?"

"But if you don't say it, haven't we reached this point?" My mind was a mess, I spoke instinctively, and I had already lost the ability to organize language.

"It's much better, it's much better between us." He raised the corners of his lips slightly, his voice was erratic, and his voice was clear and quiet, "I can hug you, I can still talk to you face to face, and I can even fight for a family relationship." For you, is there anyone luckier than me? No one has learned a more profound lesson than me, and no one has been more favored than me." His eyes were bright, "I am very satisfied. I am alive and seeing you. Both dreams come true."

"What's the matter with Bai Qi?" I looked at him, and the sense of absurdity almost made me lose my voice.

"He killed me and killed you with a car." Jiang Yuming's voice darkened, "He should die, and the Bai family should die."

"You were injected with drugs, right?" I thought of that dream, so real and twisted.

He frowned: "It's been a long time ago, I don't even remember it." He was avoiding this question, as if he didn't want to talk about it.

"How can you forget the cause of your death?" I looked at him disapprovingly.

"I just remember how you died." He turned his eyes away and stared at the decorative painting on the wall, "and every evidence of the Bai family."

"So live again, and you're going to spend the rest of your life in revenge, even though those things never happened in this world?" I asked.

"No, revenge is just a side job, I just want to get your forgiveness for the rest of my life." With love, Jiang Yuming silently swallowed the following words.

I felt that he didn't finish his sentence, and I didn't know how to ask, so I could only pick up what I wanted to know and ask: "How long is the span between your death and rebirth?"

"Until you die." He pondered, "About four or five years."

"You have changed too much." I looked at him carefully. From top to bottom, he has become sensible, mature, humble and decent, and has the ability to advance and retreat. These qualities have never been reflected in him before.

He seemed to be a different person, calmer and more charming. His handsome appearance was no longer youthful and reckless like that of a young man, but closer to the gentleness of an adult.

He smiled helplessly: "I died once, so I can't make no progress at all." He propped his chin with one hand, "I used to be so stupid, so stupid."

"You shouldn't live for others anymore." I don't understand Jiang Yuming's persistence, "I'm not dead, you're still alive, you shouldn't guard me." Like a giant dragon guarding Jinshan and refusing to fly.

"I lived for myself in my last life. It depends on the outcome. I'm dead." He spread his hands, "We should change in this life. You live for yourself, and I live for you." His voice lowered, "After all The last time you died, it was because of me."

I blinked, and I could fully understand what he said. I can do anything for Jiang Yuming. If he dies, I will give everything I have in exchange for a clear fact.

"I don't have any secrets anymore." His eyes were clear, he looked straight into my heart, transparent, "My enemies have been reduced from the Bai family to Bai Qi, I am very happy, I will have no other worries, only you are left. He expressed frankly, "Many things I know happened when they should have happened, but you didn't die that day, I stole you." He sighed, "Even if I die immediately, I am willing."

He was more honest than before, his stubbornness and pride were crushed by him and stepped on the soles of his feet. I couldn't figure out what was the emotion surging in my heart that even made me choke. In addition to gratification, there was excitement or other things. I stabilized my emotions and asked He: "how are you doing about the Meng family?"

"Ms. Meng took me to familiarize myself with some work and documents." He spoke calmly, and mentioned Meng Yiliu as if mentioning a stranger. "It's very interesting to learn from scratch."

"That's good." I nodded, "Ms. Meng is your mother."

"I don't have a mother." Jiang Yuming frowned, "I only have an older brother, and no other relatives."

"...Being close to Ms. Meng will help you get closer to the power center of the Meng family." I reminded him.

"She owes me, why should I put down my figure to please her?" Jiang Yuming curled up his lips mockingly, "Since she left me, I'm not my mother anymore."

I sighed and looked down at my watch: "You should go back."

He stood up, took a deep look at me, raised an arc that was not a smile, walked to the door and put his right hand on the doorknob.

"Wait a minute." I called him to stop, reached out and put the key on the coffee table, "Take it back."

His pupils lit up, as if two clusters of flames had been ignited.

Well, he's still my brother after all.