Reborn Beggar

Chapter 1

Murong is in an unfamiliar street, everyone avoids him like a snake and scorpion, the indifference in people's eyes, the disgust of squinting, and the contempt of looking down, he is numb from the pain of belated awareness, the glare of the sun shines on him when he looks up. The body is burning pain.Murong silently endured the incomparably sore limbs, and tried his best to concentrate on analyzing everything in front of him. Apart from being dazed, it was still deeper dazed.

"Hey, hey...I'm calling you."

Murong raised his head suspiciously and looked at the person who called him impolitely and kicked him arrogantly. Seeing that the person he kicked reacted, he quickly threw the things in his hands to him, covered his mouth and nose and said in disgust: "Hurry up, hurry up!" , this is not a place for you to stay."

The other party took two steps and saw that he hadn't moved, stomped his feet and walked over to pick him up and push him away vigorously. Murong was not prepared for this series of actions at all, he was extremely at a loss, staggered back a few steps, and finally fell to the ground.

"Go away, it's disgusting."

Murong blinked blankly, and then seriously looked at the other party. He was wearing a dark uniform, with a walkie-talkie and a baton on his waist. If he guessed correctly, it should be a security guard. Murong looked at a big glass window not far away. The tables and chairs are neatly arranged. This is a good-grade restaurant. The security guard just now should be an employee of this restaurant.

Murong got up and wanted to ask what was going on, but he couldn't figure it out at all.

He was still half squatting, and just as he was about to stand up, he was so startled by the figure in the glass window that he couldn't move.Murong looked at the figure, the long hair that reached half the waist was coiled and intertwined like weeds, his body was covered in tattered clothes, his body was covered in mud, and his nose and mouth could not be distinguished.Only then did Murong take a closer look at the things that the security had just thrown to him. They were two big steamed buns. They were crushed under him when he fell, and now they were lying quietly on the ground, but the steamed stuffed buns had lost their original appearance. Lying in an ugly pose.

No wonder he was hated by others, his whole body, without exception, clearly shows that he is a junior of the beggar gang, a lowly beggar.

Murong gave up the plan to find the other party, moved his sore limbs and limped forward with difficulty, everyone on the way saw him and made a detour, Murong endured pain, grievance, bewilderment, fear and other emotions and moved forward, Murong didn't know how far he had walked, and when he came back to his senses, his whole body was almost unconscious, and the scenery in front of him was even more unfamiliar. What comforted him was that this was an abandoned construction site with almost no one passing by, so he leaned against the wall Relax your body and slide to sit on the ground, sorting everything out.

He remembered that he was not feeling well and had a cold, so he asked for leave to go home.Just happened to hear Ji Yan and the others talking, discussing how to let Murong continue to love Ji Yan with all his heart and be used by them. fell into a cliff.

At that moment, he was terrified and calm, then lost consciousness, and woke up to the scene in front of the restaurant.

Pictures flashed in his mind, clear and blurred...

He remembered that he had a mother who died young, when he was two years old, he had no memory of his mother, except for a yellowed and wrinkled photo of a woman with a pale face and a gentle smile, holding a A chubby child with round eyes. Beside the woman was an old woman with half-white hair and many wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. Murong knew that it was his grandmother, and that woman was his mother who died young, and that child was his mother. , he was only half a year old at the time.

He remembered that his name was Qin Murong, his mother's name was Qin Qin, and his father's name was Ji Rongchao. Qin Qin admired Ji Rongchao, which was the origin of his name.

After his mother died, he was taken by his grandmother. He still remembers the neatly tidy two-bedroom house and the kind grandmother with half-white hair. The grandmother loved to hug him and would talk to him a lot. He went to school. When he came home, his grandma would always stand at the door and look at him with a smile on his face. Every day, his grandma cooked delicious meals for him. He lived like this until he was in the third grade of elementary school. When he was eight years old, his grandma died.

He left the two-bedroom house, followed the man named Ji Rongchao who claimed to be his father, and then met Ji Yan who smiled wildly but was handsome and gentle to him, and always asked him to call him brother, and he was very beautiful and smart. My very good stepmother Zhang Wen.

Everything is beautiful, he didn't bully his elder brother, didn't exclude his stepmother, didn't dislike his grandparents... Murong always thinks he is very happy, even though he has a crush on Ji Yan who will never fall in love with his half-brother, But he felt that he lacked nothing but love.

But he came home with a cold, as if he had entered a world by mistake. His so-called family affection did not exist. In his mind, his stepmother, who was more important than his own mother, treated him well, just because he didn't want Ji Yan to have enemies in the future, and he didn't want to be loved by her husband. It is good for outsiders to gossip.And his feelings for Ji Yan, that hopeless secret love that always makes him restless in sleep is his bargaining chip. There is no secret love at all. The gratitude, pain, struggle, family affection, and guilt in his heart are all jokes. Let him not even laugh at himself.

Although the Ji family's assets are over [-] million and there is a company with promising prospects, Murong has no interest at all, and never thought of getting any from the beginning to the end.He used to be proud that they were not ordinary wealthy families, at least their feelings were sincere and real, and their dedication was sincere, but in the end he was just a dream with excess self-consciousness.

Thinking of this, Murong smiled self-deprecatingly, but the corners of his mouth could not be moved, he still did not understand the current situation, even if he did not die in the car accident, how could he become a beggar with all limbs intact?And how strange is this city?

Murong is no longer sure what is real, could it be that those memories are all fake?But it is so deeply engraved on his heart and affects his emotions. Those happiness, true feelings, heartache, guilt, hopelessness, and despair are all so clearly engraved in his body, and any picture can involve pain.But he really felt the exhaustion, the disgust of the people around him, and even the unpleasant smell from his own body, he felt it all the time, it was all so real.

Murong was dazed and terrified, could it be that he had a car accident and let Ji Yan and the others know that their thoughts were discovered and then thrown out mercilessly?

That being the case, he was completely unconscious, and it would be better to let someone die, not to mention how could the father who loved him so much and felt guilty about his mother let him be left outside?In this regard, Murong is still very confident, but because he knows that he is an illegitimate child and has an unshirkable responsibility for his mother's dead father, Murong has always been unable to get close to him naturally. In addition, he has been very busy and has limited communication, but Ji Rongchao is very happy. Loving him, pampering him for a time, made him unable to blame him for being a bad man, although he did not do well to his mother, but Murong himself was impeccable when it came to himself, so Murong was not close to Ji Rongchao but with Respect and trust.

I can't confirm what is real, and I can't know where things are going. Is it necessary to go back with this appearance?

Murong thought about the possibility of going back, was despised and kicked out?Or is she loving him while secretly mocking and using him?Either way was not what he wanted.Although being a beggar... uh, the starting point is a bit low and the appearance is a bit embarrassing, but it is still a different kind of life. Maybe he can start a new life under this strange sky, uh, although the starting point is a bit strange.

If Ji Rongchao hadn't picked him up when his grandmother passed away, I'm afraid he wouldn't have had the chance to experience the difference between heaven and hell, or would he have already lived the life of a beggar?Murong felt a little like Ah Q, but he couldn't relax anyway. He had to admit that the events of that day affected him all the time. Could it be that the car accident happened because of a momentary desire to die?And why is the choice at this time not to escape?He was nothing more than that.But after these things happened, he didn't want to commit suicide, so he is very strong?

Murong was thinking wildly, but he didn't sort out his thoughts, and he didn't know how to live tomorrow and where his future was, instead he fell into a strange circle of thinking.

By the time Murong realized that he was very tired and hungry, night had already fallen. What comforted him was that the street lights beside the abandoned construction site were intact, so that he would not have to live a primitive life, and there were still electric lights available for free.It also allowed him to clearly see a colleague across from him staring at him intently, and for some time after he had been here for some time, Murong was startled, and the two of them stared at him.

Suddenly the other party stood up and walked towards him, Murong found that the other party was tall and dirty, but his clothes were still intact... Uh, does this mean that the other party is a very rich beggar?Did he meet a rich beggar?

When he was distracted, he didn't notice that the other party had come to him. Murong looked up at him. To be honest, it was very stressful, but he really didn't have the energy to stand up at this moment. Even if he stood up, he might not be able to look at the other party. I've calmed down.

Suddenly his stomach felt heavy, Murong looked down and saw that there were two big white flour steamed buns, he raised his head to look at each other again with some doubts and gratitude, he saw the other's very dark jaw and a protruding Adam's apple, Murong looked in a daze, The other party threw the mineral water he had just drank into his arms, feeling a little suffocated, and then left him with a chic back.

It wasn't until the other party entered the construction site that Murong regained his senses and looked at the two things in his arms. His mood was a little complicated, and after thinking about it, he resigned himself to gnawing on it.It's not delicious, but at least it's fresh, and as a new beggar, it's not considered lucky to be taken care of by seniors, er, rich seniors.

Murong found that since he woke up, he was prone to cranky thoughts, could it be that the blow was too big?

After solving the hunger problem, it should be the accommodation problem. Fortunately, it is not too cold in summer, but there are many thunderstorms in summer, and it should be depressing to lie outside in the rain. Think about a certain senior who walked into the construction site, Murong Scratching the weed-like head, dry and hard with sweat and mud, feels very uncomfortable to the touch, but it is very harmonious to scratch with hands as dirty as coal. Murong feels that he accepts the profession of beggar as if it is too natural.

Murong thought for a while and went in. It didn't take much effort to find a certain senior. A certain senior was lying in a corner of a room. In the dark space, only a silhouette lying sideways could be seen, blown by the cool wind. The room seemed very thin and lonely.Murong thought about it, and moved some discarded bricks in another corner to lie down. Although he had tried his best to kick the stones away, there were still many small stones, and the ground was uneven, making it uncomfortable to lie down. When I fell asleep, I couldn't turn over, and it was uncomfortable, but it was already a very good condition compared to sitting and sleeping bent on the side of the street.

Murong forced himself not to care about his cold place, nor to think about the harmonious, warm and comfortable life in Ji's house, let alone the origin of all this, deceit, pain, bewilderment, etc. He wanted to forget about it.But his thoughts are always against him, the past life and what he sees today are intertwined and reproduced in his mind, making him spend the whole night in a haze.