Dead after eight years [rebirth]

The wind passed through his ears, and for a moment, Cheng Shuibei felt that the world was quiet.

It turns out that the feeling of death is quiet and silent.

Cheng Shuibei enjoyed the tranquility, he felt like the butterfly lying on the little yellow flower.

But probably the summer mist wets the wings, and the white butterfly that takes off from the window sill cannot travel far.

Not long after, the tranquility Cheng Shuibei enjoyed was broken by a burst of rapid breathing.

At the same time, his neck and back were suffering from oppressive pain.

It shouldn't be. Could it be that he made a 180-degree turn in the air after jumping off the building and landed on his back first?

But soon Cheng Shuibei denied his conjecture, because he felt a pair of hands desperately pressing behind him.

Immediately afterwards, all he could feel was the pain of being torn apart after being penetrated.

Although Zhang Ci'an has a bit of a quirk, he is still gentle when it comes to business, and under normal circumstances, he would not torment him like this involuntarily.

The last time Cheng Shuibei felt this kind of pain was on his birthday after graduating from high school.

In 2013, Dr. Zhang Ci'an graduated and Cheng Shuibei celebrated his birthday after his college entrance examination. The two groups chose the same place to celebrate.

Some of Cheng Shuibei's friends were rowdy and insisted that Cheng Shuibei's coming-of-age ceremony should be a bit exciting, and offered him a glass of wine of unknown origin.

Coincidentally, Zhang Ci'an came out to take a breather after being drunk two cups, and happened upon this scene.

Zhang Ci'an can be regarded as half of Cheng Shuibei's neighbors, the mansion complex where his mother lived after her remarriage, and Zhang's family also lived there.

Cheng Shuibei just happened to have some inexplicable thoughts about him that grew up in his youth, and in the smell of alcohol and dim lights, he stuck his neck and stopped Zhang Cian.

"Brother Ci, it's my birthday today, don't you say happy birthday?"

Zhang Ci'an was suffering from a headache from the alcohol, and after seeing Cheng Shuibei's face clearly, he just smiled faintly.

"Happy birthday, Xiaobei."

Then Zhang Ci'an took the glass of wine from unknown origin and drank it down in one gulp.

Looking at the back of Zhang Ci'an who left sadly, Cheng Shuibei didn't take it seriously at first, but after listening to his friend explain the use of the wine, he went out to chase Zhang Ci'an.

Then, when he woke up the next day, Cheng Shuibei and Zhang Ci'an were lying on the same bed.

At that time, Cheng Shuibei was in the same pain as now.

Cheng Shuibei was tortured to death by the pain.He never thought about the feeling after jumping off a building and dying.There is no such thing as "closing the eyes and kicking the legs" so easily, only the piercing pain, which Cheng Shuibei had to endure.

After a long time, after being numb from the pain, Cheng Shuibei felt that his eyelids were light, and he seemed to be able to see something in the faint light that came in.

When he opened his eyes, his eyes were all white, his face seemed to be buried in something, and it was difficult to breathe.

The hand on the back of the neck was getting harder, and the breathing became more rapid. In the pain of being penetrated, Cheng Shuibei finally understood what he was going through.

"is it you?"

Cheng Shuibei's voice was muffled in the pillow, his whimpering guesses were swallowed up, and he didn't even have time to ask for his name.

As soon as he made such a sound, the people behind him stopped suddenly, and there was a hint of crying in their rapid breathing.

Cheng Shuibei got a chance to rest from the pain, and tried to turn around to look at the situation behind him. The hand that was pressing on the back of his neck suddenly began to exert force upwards, firmly holding down his head, and pushed Cheng Shuibei's head. Buried deep in the pillow again.

Cheng Shuibei's freedom, which he gained so easily, was taken away unreasonably.

Fortunately, Xiao Cheng has the character of lying down and waiting to die if he can't beat him, he no longer struggles, and smoothly rubs his head into the crack of the pillow, gaining some breathing space for himself.After solving the big matter of panting, Cheng Shuibei pondered the present matter amidst the pain and the faint satisfaction.

Cheng Shuibei suffered once when Zhang Ci'an forced him to do so quietly.

Zhang Ci'an drank alcohol and took medicines of unknown origin, his mind was not clear, he only cared about satisfying himself, and didn't care about Gu Cheng Shuibei's thoughts, but Cheng Shuibei was so happy at that time, he didn't even groan, and was tossed and tossed all night.

After that time, Zhang Ci'an woke up and saw the scars all over his body, and didn't intend to shirk anything.

He sat on the head of the bed and put on his clothes quietly, turned his back to Cheng Shuibei and said, "Xiaobei, I will take responsibility for you."

This responsibility lasted for eight years. Dr. Zhang became Professor Zhang, and Cheng Shuibei became Lawyer Cheng.

Eight years later, Cheng Shuibei jumped from a tall building.

Cheng Shuibei scolded while thinking, it's fine if he didn't die, why did he go back to his year, is he trying to force him to re-do his bad relationship with Zhang Ci'an?

Halfway through Cheng Shuibei's thought, his thoughts were pulled back by the pain—Zhang Ci'an bit his neck, and was using his teeth to torture the soft flesh on the back of Cheng Shuibei's neck.

Before he died, Cheng Shuibei bit Zhang Ci'an, but he was returned right away.

Cheng Shuibei couldn't complain, his body was suffering in every way, so he couldn't think about it anymore.

After a long time, the people on his back unloaded, Cheng Shuibei was finally able to turn over, and Zhang Ci'an, who was exhausted from the medicine, buried his head in Cheng Shuibei's shoulder socket.

Cheng Shuibei pushed him hard: "Zhang Ci'an, wake up, lie down first, and I'll get you medicine."

But this man tried harder and refused to let go, hugging Cheng Shuibei's waist desperately.

At this time, Cheng Shuibei was finally able to confirm that the person who had inexplicable feelings for his slender waist was Zhang Ci'an.

The surrounding furnishings are simple and simple, and this is his and Zhang Ci'an's hometown - Jiang Shuo - a small local hotel.

That night when he chased him out, Zhang Ci'an happened to commit a drug attack, and Cheng Shuibei's inexplicable emotion caused him to help him into this hotel, and volunteered to sacrifice himself.

Under Zhang Cian's oppression, Cheng Shuibei tilted his head, looking at his own face reflected in the bathroom glass of the hotel, which was not luxurious or even a bit rudimentary, it was exactly the youthful look of that year.

He celebrated his birthday after the college entrance examination, and Zhang Ci'an went home to celebrate after finishing his Ph.D. The two people who shouldn't have a relationship, just slept together.

The person on his body finally stopped making trouble, and the strength around his waist became smaller and smaller, Cheng Shuibei gently pushed Zhang Cian away, and pulled himself out of his arms.

The temperature of the air conditioner was turned on extremely low, Zhang Ci'an was sweating and would definitely have a headache later, Cheng Shuibei turned off the air conditioner, and dragged his numb body from pain to the other side.

When he was about to straighten Zhang Ci'an and cover him with the quilt, Cheng Shuibei finally noticed something was wrong.

The Zhang Ci'an in front of him, with delicate features, was Professor Zhang's usual handsome character, but the young man's face, body and superhuman physical strength told Cheng Shuibei that this was not the Zhang Ci'an in his memory.

The clothes of the two were piled up here and there, and Cheng Shuibei found an ID from the gap between the shirt and trousers.

Cheng Shuibei saw it when he was packing up the small green notebook with the boy's white shirt ID photo on it. It was Zhang Cian's high school graduation certificate.

And Zhang Ci'an's appearance at this moment is exactly the same as the one on the ID photo.

Cheng Shuibei held a small green book and looked at the flickering Nokia screen beside the bed—July 2005, 7.

Cheng Shuibei, returned to Zhang Ci'an's.

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After a person dies, the things he fears will become Sha, and the Sha haunts the souls of the dead, as well as the perishing passers-by.

"Xie Bi'an, your crime of slaughtering the underworld is boundless. I am here to take your life by the order of the gods!"

The man in the black robe stood in front of Wuwang City and shouted.Xie Bi'an just chuckled: "Xie is standing, please help yourself."

The blade slashed across his neck, Xie Bi'an didn't know what kind of evil a ghost like himself would leave behind.

He was dressed in white and fell from a height. When he was dying, he saw the man in black who was executing the execution gallop to catch him.

"Fool, I'll take you back to the world."

- He who killed me saved me

The world is too far away, Xie Bian dare not think about it.But the white light in front of his eyes became brighter and brighter, he opened his eyes again, and the person who killed him sat in front of the bed and kissed his forehead.

"I am Fan Wujiu, you are my raised child, your name is Xie Bian."

- who killed me, kissed me

Xie Bian, Xie Bian.