Boyfriend Meng A, from ancient times

At the age of 88, He Shi and I sat on a bench in Haicheng Park, welcoming my imminent death, or time travel.

We used to do the same, sitting in the park, watching Lin Ruoqin and Jiang Zhengchen, who had just moved here, dance in the square. Feifei was the lead dancer and was also in charge of unifying the costumes.

But they are all old men and old ladies who talk about martial arts. They dance with bluetooth headsets and are intoxicated by themselves. From the perspective of outsiders, they think this park is the back garden of a mental hospital.

But that day I wanted a quiet two-person world, so I stayed away from the dance troupe, sat down on a bench in a relatively remote park, and leaned on his shoulder.

There is no difference between the 88-year-old and the 79-year-old. They both have gray hair and wrinkled faces. They are the gifts of the years and the proof of love.

It was a winter noon, the sun was very warm, and there was a plum tree behind the bench.

The little snow from last night melted, and I slept on the slate road shining brightly. My eyelids felt heavy, and I gradually put the weight of my whole body on He Shi.

ask him.

"So how many years do you have to die, you old man!"

"Just wait for me on the Naihe Bridge, so you can catch up with Grandpa."

He is always unwilling to tell me, saying that he will let me wait for him, which is retribution.

I choked him with his words and said, don't you think "waiting hopelessly is also disappointing"?Scumbag.

He said no, it is hopeful to wait, because I will definitely come to you.

A gust of wind blows, and the plum petals fall in the corner of my eyes with fragrance, the wind is far away, and so is the temperature.

I think my life is complete, at least when I leave, I am healthy and happy, and when I am alive, I am happy and complete, with things and people I like.

My soul looked down at myself, I closed my eyes on that bench, and He Shi tilted his head against the top of my head, and then his vision was blank.

Then there was a table, a row of benches full of young people, then another table with a man and a woman sitting side by side, and...

It's the younger version of Jin Xiaoyu and my grandpa!Is the death process so fast?So this is Ascension?I rushed in front of my grandfather, not knowing what kind of mood I was in, and the excitement must be a part of it.

But he glanced at me and lowered his eyes, business-like, "Name."

This made me a little confused, what's going on, Master Du Yuan clearly said that my grandfather gave me water, why does it seem like he doesn't know me now, so am I still a related household?Can I still go through the back door?Can my modern abo dream come true?

Can their time and space office complain, I want to complain to Master Du Yuan, she engages in consumer fraud!

I was a little flustered, trying to calculate the probability of going to modern abo without going through the back door, but found that I didn't know how many parallel spaces existed in the universe.

"Tsk." My grandfather clicked his tongue suddenly, "Can you hurry up, I'll finish the process so I can chat with you, don't you look young now? Why are you still slowly looking like an old man?"

"Ah?" It turned out that he still knew me, "You scared me to death. Name Meng Jianjun, male gender, age 88 at death."

"Whether to perform memory retention."

"Yes."

"Do you want to wait?"

"Yes."

"Stand and wait. If you want to sit on a bench, you have to pay for the wisdom, appearance, height or wealth of the next life."

Damn, why is there a fee everywhere? If I wait for ten or eight years and my legs are limping, will it affect me when I reincarnate?

I decided to go through the back door, "Grandpa, be flexible, when will He Shi die?"

It's so weird, I didn't expect that one day, I would ask my lover's death date, and the tone was mixed with excitement and hope. I didn't know that I bought him a large insurance with the beneficiary being me.

My grandfather stretched out his ten fingers and counted one by one, one, two, three... Damn, I don’t really want to stand for ten or eight years, that’s not okay, I’m abandoning my wisdom and height, anyway. Wealth and beauty are indispensable.

"Nine, ten." My grandfather stopped counting and pointed his index finger into the distance, "Well, here we come."

I looked in the direction of his finger, and the 19-year-old He Shiqin came, what, he came before I started waiting.

Although it seemed like we hadn't seen each other for a few minutes, and we didn't experience the feeling of parting from life or death, but seeing each other return to the state of teens or twenties, we still gave a little hug after a long absence.

After he finished registering the information, bound me, and then talked about old times with my grandfather, it still ushered in the moment of reincarnation full of uncertainties.

I looked at my grandfather with pleading eyes.

He looked at me helplessly, "My dear grandson."

To be honest, he is in his twenties now, I am really not used to calling me like this, and even want to rush up and say who are you scolding.

He: "What if in the abo world, you differentiate into an alpha and he becomes an Omega, then what should I do?"

Me: "Don't curse me, can I do it, can't you operate it in secret?"

He: "The camera obscura is so dark, what should I do if my hand slips."

I knew he must be teasing me, so I broke the jar and said, "Then send us both to the Jurassic, and stop being human."

He: "Can't help being funny, go quickly, see you sooner next time."

Me: "You still curse me!"

We walked across the bridge of Naihe without taking the tofu nao from Po Meng, so we just walked over and stepped into the next life.

In this life, we are the same age, and I lived peacefully until I was 17, and I met him.

That was before my memory was unlocked. On the way home from high school, I saw a long-haired classmate who was dragged into an alley by a group of gangsters from other schools.

I subconsciously thought it was a female classmate who was being bullied, so I quickly followed.

Obscene language came from the alley, similar to a shemale, a pervert, and a monster that cannot be differentiated.

I am a Beta, but my fist is not covered, as if to protect him for this day, my hobby in this life is boxing.I beat those bastards away.

I looked at the man who had been beaten on the ground, brushed away the messy long hair that had been stepped on, smoothed it out for him lightly, and patted the dirt stuck to his pants.

It was a particularly subconscious and skilled movement, as if it had been done thousands of times.

I took out a wet towel and wiped his face, only to find out that it was a boy. He said that he hadn't differentiated yet, so he couldn't beat those alphas.

He lowered his head, his pitiful appearance was very painful, my heart was pinched by him, I thought it was love at first sight, so I wiped the dirt on his hair more carefully.

At that time, I thought, such a good-looking person must be my destiny Omega.

Then he raised his head, and we met eyes. At that moment, the memory came back, and all kinds of pictures shocked my young heart. Looking at his red ears, I knew that we all remembered.

I pulled him up, and my thoughts changed completely at this moment, saying that you must not differentiate into Omega, I would want to die on the spot.

He said no, according to experience, he should be able to differentiate into a top alpha, that's why he differentiated so late.

Me: "Hello, high school student He Shi."

Him: "Hello, high school student wife."

Me: "...." I can't kill you.

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