no attack no land

In the doctor's office, the voices of a family of three were chattering.

The doctor was reviewing Sun Yuzhe's physical examination report, and Lai Xuchen, who was identified as Sun Yuzhe, sat on a chair with a dull face.

The doctor and those people seemed to be talking to him, but now his mind was in a mess and he couldn't listen to any words.

What exactly is going on?Soul swapped?What about my body?

While Lai Xuchen was thinking about these issues, a scene of meteors passing by appeared in his mind.

At that time, he made a wish, hoping that he could have a new life.

Is this a new life?

Too nonsense, right?

Lai Xuchen rolled his eyes, and his eyes fell on the mirror on the wall.

The stranger in the mirror is actually pretty good-looking, with fair skin, an oval face, pale eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose and thin lips.

Other than the lack of attack, everything else is pretty good.

Lai Xuchen fiddled with the bangs on his forehead in boredom. It had the texture of ice silk satin and was soft to the touch, but it was a bit long.

Height is okay too, but doesn't look strong enough.

At least, compared with Lai Xuchen's previous body, there are many less muscle lines.

ah?correct!The original body!

"Where is the person I hit now?" Lai Xuchen stood up and clapped his hands on the doctor's desk, scaring the doctor and his family members into a daze.

"Yu Zhe, why do you suddenly care about this?" Father Sun asked, and then told him that the person he hit had died on the spot.

"That man is an armed policeman, he was taken away by the police academy, and the funeral has already been finished." Sun's mother breathed a sigh of relief, "The other party has no relatives, so the armed police did not pursue the responsibility very much, they just let us go out." Money for the funeral."

"Have you settled the funeral?" Lai Xuchen felt that his sky had suddenly collapsed.

Unexpectedly, in his lifetime, he would still be able to burn incense for himself...

When he came back to his senses, Sun Yuzhe's family members had already handled the discharge procedures for him, and the family of four drove home in a small car.

Along the way, the familiar scenery along the way becomes unfamiliar.

Lai Xuchen is always looking at the scene outside the window, thinking about his 25 years of life.

The eight-year-old father was hacked to death because of debts, and the ten-year-old mother ran away with another man.

There was originally a grandfather who took care of him, but his grandfather died when he was 15 years old.

The reason for his death was really ridiculous. Grandpa just passed by the bottom of the bridge and wanted to go into the water to catch a fish for his birthday.

As a result, he stumbled, fell into the water, and drowned.

The river was knee-high and drowned his grandfather.

Lai Xuchen watched his grandfather's body being carried away, but couldn't cry.

Later, he stumbled into the armed police school by mistake, studied in the armed police for five years, and stayed in the police station for another five years.

Unexpectedly, now I have to start a new life in another way.

Lai Xuchen raised his eyes and looked at the bustling street outside the car window.

The little brother who delivered the food was knocking on the door of a certain shop, the delivery man was making phone calls on the side of the road, and there were students carrying schoolbags walking through the bustling crowd.

These daily scenes made Lai Xuchen feel very fresh at this time.

He couldn't help turning his face away, looking at the men and women sitting in front of the car.

They thought he had lost his memory due to a blow to his head, so they didn't keep asking him about the past.

Sun Yusheng next to him was also looking out the window, and did not initiate a conversation with him.

After about ten minutes, the car slowly stopped at the door of an independent villa.

"Azhe, Ah Sheng, we're home, let's get out of the car." Grandma turned around happily and said to the two brothers in the back seat of the car.

Lai Xuchen stepped out of the car and stood in front of the villa.

This grade is really different from the police dormitory.

The pure white Woqian design is dotted with brown horizontal wood, the triangular roof is made of gray tiles, and there are balconies on the second and third floors, which looks really pleasing to the eye.

A wooden path leads directly to the floor-to-ceiling glass sliding door. There is a swimming pool and garden landscaping in the huge courtyard, and Japanese-style lamps with uniform spacing stand in the courtyard.

It's a sense of fulfillment in life.

"Azhe, come in quickly, don't stand there stupidly." Grandma walked in front, turned her head and said to Lai Xuchen who was still standing there.

Sun Yusheng smiled happily, took Lai Xuchen's hand, and walked into the villa together.

Can't figure out why Sun Yuzhe committed suicide?This luxurious villa is not something you can buy just because you want to.

Sun Yuzhe chose to commit suicide because his brain was flooded, right?

Lai Xuchen sighed in his heart, then stepped into the villa.

"Ah Sheng, take your brother back to the room to clean up first, and come down for dinner later." Sun's mother pushed open the sliding door and said to Sun Yusheng while changing shoes.

Sun Yusheng nodded and led Lai Xuchen upstairs.

"This is your room." Sun Yusheng stopped in front of the second room in the corridor, his indifferent expression looked like a genius.

Lai Xuchen felt strange, but still walked into that room.

Nothing special in the room, a computer desk and a 1.5m bed.

The computer desk and the bookshelf are integrated. There are Apple notebooks on the table and various marketing books on the shelves.

There was a soft sound of the door being closed, but Lai Xuchen was still admiring the gadgets in the room.

"You've lost your memory, it's fine." A gloomy look appeared on Sun Yusheng's lips, and his beautiful starry eyes drooped slightly, giving him a sickly feeling.

"What are you talking about?" Lai Xuchen smiled dully, feeling inexplicable.

"It's nothing." Sun Yusheng smiled unpredictably, and Lai Xuchen was somewhat concerned.

He couldn't help frowning, feeling that he had entered a very weird family.

"Look at you, are you still in college?" Lai Xuchen sat on the bed, arched his right leg, and put his right hand on his knee naturally.

"It's junior year, and I'll graduate in one year." Sun Yusheng stood by the door, tilting his head and smiling, but his bright smile revealed a sense of darkness.

"What do you plan to do after graduation?" Lai Xucheng looked at him with interest.

Sun Yusheng's facial features are still very similar to Sun Yuzhe, but his dress looks more energetic and a bit bad.

Lai Xuchen had seen a lot of this kind of not-so-wholesome, smart boy in the police station, so he didn't know what kind of Sun Yusheng he was.

"After I graduate, if you still want to know, I'll tell you." Sun Yusheng leaned against the door, and his slender body was surprisingly good-looking.

Before Lai Xuchen could continue to ask questions, he turned around and disappeared at the door.

Lai Xuchen sighed and lay down on the bed again.

There are no lights on the ceiling. The lights, like the central air conditioner, are embedded in the cracks in the ceiling.

The tall European-style bed is covered with beige bedding, which is soft and comfortable.

There was a simple pull-wire desk lamp on the bedside table, Lai Xuchen pulled it a few times, and then noticed a small notebook next to it.

Lai Xuchen took out the small book under the desk lamp. It was a diary with a combination lock, and Sun Yuzhe's name was written on the cover.

"It's Sun Yuzhe's diary? Will it record the reason for his suicide?" Lai Xuchen rubbed his chin thinking, and then looked at the combination lock on it, "If they committed suicide, still lock it? I won't read it!"

Having said that, in fact, Lai Xuchen studies various password combinations.

After half an hour, I finally gave up and lay down on the bed.

Lai Xuchen's eyelids slowly drooped and were covered by darkness as a feeling of tiredness caused by comfort struck.