Lovers suffer from depression [Quick Transmigration]

In the real world, Meng Miandong died in the middle of winter, as if he had gone to hibernation.

Meng Miandong was born as an orphan and grew up in an orphanage. The closest person to him is Wen Ran.

Therefore, after the police investigation was completed and it was determined that Meng Miandong had committed suicide by jumping off a building, Wen Ran brought back Meng Miandong's body.

The corpse was already completely cold, with layers of plaques growing out, Wen Ran first carried the corpse home, put it on the bed, and went crazy for seven days before burying Meng Miandong.

For these seven days, Wen Ran didn't step into the company, and stayed with Meng Miandong all the time, cooking for him, cutting fruit for him, bathing him, and talking with him in his arms the rest of the time.

However, Meng Miandong's body was unable to respond.

Wen Ran knew that Meng Miandong had the habit of keeping a diary, and after a lot of effort, he found a thick diary from the depths of the closet and read it carefully page by page. Only then did he learn for the first time that Meng Miandong actually had a diary. Got depression.

Wen Ran and Meng Miandong have been in love for five years and lived together for four and a half years. He should know Meng Miandong best, but he did not find out that Meng Miandong suffered from depression about half a year ago.

The trigger of depression should be a bad job, and the direct cause is the bullying suffered in college.

However, as Meng Miandong's cohabiting lover, he didn't know about it at all, and he even suggested that Meng Miandong go back to school for further studies.

He indirectly killed his hibernation.

In the past six months, he has been busy with his start-up business, what has he done for Meng Miandong?

Make breakfast every day?It's just sandwiches, fried rice, dumplings, wontons, porridge.

He didn't do anything else for Meng Miandong, even the housework was pushed to Meng Miandong because he was busy.

He also enjoys Meng Miandong's body too much, and the amount of condoms used in the past six months has not decreased much compared to before.

He laughed at himself, took a bath for himself and Meng Miandong, then went to bed, and hugged Meng Miandong's body.

The corpse could no longer suppress the stench of corpses, but he couldn't bear to let go.

Fortunately, it is midwinter now, if it is midsummer, maggots will grow, right?

He kissed Meng Miandong's stiff lips, then pressed the back of Meng Miandong's head, making Meng Miandong lean into his arms.

There was a sudden "呲咚" sound, probably Meng Miandong's cervical vertebra was broken?

He stroked Meng Miandong's cervical spine distressedly, and said in a low voice, "Miandong, I'm sorry."

The words "I'm sorry" overflowed his lips, and he couldn't help but redden his eyes, he was sorry for Meng Miandong more than breaking Meng Miandong's cervical spine?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He said countless words of sorry, and at the end, choked up, "Miandong, I miss you very much."

Yes, he missed his Miandong very much, and even wanted to follow Meng Miandong away.

But no, the company watered by Meng Miandong's life has not yet succeeded, and he has not yet avenged Meng Miandong.

The next day, the seventh day, he found a cemetery for Meng Miandong and buried it in a tomb with excellent geomantic omens. He also found nuns, Taoist nuns, Taoist priests, and monks to chant scriptures for Meng Miandong and pray for blessings before he started. Deal with those who have bullied Meng Miandong.

He used an investigation company to thoroughly investigate those people, seized their weaknesses and took revenge, and spread their most shady past to everyone, except for the rich young master who bullied Meng Miandong the most. outside.

That rich young master is not something he can move at the moment, he has to go into hibernation temporarily.

After finishing these, he went back to the company.

He didn't go home anymore, and he ordered his secretary to go home to get all the clothes for a change of clothes.

The expression on the secretary's face when he came back carrying the clothes was very strange. He knew that the smell of dead bodies must have frightened the secretary, but he didn't bother to explain.

Everyone in the company knew that he had a lover who was very affectionate, but no one knew that his lover was dead.

He didn't want to tell the fact that Meng Miandong was dead, as if as long as he didn't tell, Meng Miandong would be alive.

Since then, he has become a complete workaholic, working more than twenty hours a day.

He has no entertainment, no entertainment, and he has never found a new lover. Even if he has accumulated a lot, he has no choice but to think about Meng Miandong's situation when he was still alive.

For him, when Meng Miandong died, he became a walking dead, and no one could match Meng Miandong even a little bit.

When Meng Miandong passed away, Meng Miandong was 28 years old and he was 29 years old.

Three years later, Meng Mian Dong Mingshou was 31 years old, and he was 32 years old.

His company finally went public.

He rang the bell at the New York Stock Exchange, postponed all the entertainment, and caught the earliest flight back to China to visit Meng Miandong in the cemetery.

Wearing a suit, he took a bouquet of red roses, a bag of offerings, and beer, and knelt down in front of Meng Miandong's tombstone.

He placed the red rose next to the tombstone, laid out all the offerings one by one, lit a joss stick, and then opened a can of beer and drank.

One can after another, the beer cans were piled up around Meng Miandong's tombstone.

He was so drunk that he pointed at the tombstone and asked sharply, "Don't you like me drinking? Why don't you scold me?"

Naturally, the tombstone does not make a sound, and Meng Miandong's body buried under the tombstone has been burned into a handful of ashes, lying quietly in the urn, and there is no sound.

He sang ridiculous one-man shows, cried and made noises, and after a while of drinking madness, he sat quietly in front of the tombstone, talking about his life for the past three years.

Before he finished speaking, it was already dark, and the cemetery administrator went to him and persuaded him: "Sir, come back tomorrow, the night is very cloudy."

He shook his head, and heard the cemetery administrator say: "According to the regulations, no one can be kept in the cemetery at night."

He took some cash out of his pocket, handed it to the cemetery administrator, and said in a hoarse voice, "Please pretend you haven't seen me."

The cemetery administrator persuaded him a few more words, but seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, he had to collect the money and leave.

After a while, the cemetery administrator brought a cup of hot water and handed it to him. In a blink of an eye, he saw him pouring hot water on the tombstone, and at the same time asked affectionately: "Miandong, are you cold? It will be your death day in two days, when you leave..."

The cemetery administrator heard him laugh suddenly: "It seemed to be colder when you left, right? Why are you wearing pajamas? By the way, it's because you like that pajamas very much, right? If you come back to life, I'll come back to you." Can I buy some pajamas for you?"

The cemetery keeper was startled and left in a hurry, forgetting to return the cup.

Wen Ran didn't notice the cemetery administrator, he dropped the cup, hugged the cold tombstone, and continued talking about his life in the past three years.

He talked all night, and at dawn, he was so tired that he fell asleep. When the grave-sweepers saw him, they mistook him for a corpse and were frightened. They called the police or the cemetery administrator.

He was woken up by the police. He stood up, and when everyone saw his face clearly, he was even more frightened.

He is an outstanding young entrepreneur in the country. The news of the company's listing on the New York Stock Exchange has covered the headlines of major newspapers in the past few days, and it has also been broadcast on the morning news, noon news, and evening news of major TV stations.

He gracefully apologized to the crowd for the commotion he had caused, and walked out of the cemetery.

He was going to take revenge on the last rich man.

Of course it is easy to take the life of the rich son, but the difficult thing is to make the rich son's life worse than death.

It took him nearly a year to acquire all the properties of the rich son's family, causing the rich son to fall from heaven to hell.

He is not interested in what happened after that, and according to the temper of the rich man, it is absolutely impossible for him to make a comeback.

He is still a workaholic, waiting for Meng Miandong's death in the fourth year.

There were still ten days left, and he decided to commit suicide on that day, jumping off the building from the rooftop, just like his hibernation.

He wrote a will, the company will be taken over by his younger brother, who is the current general manager of the company, and all his cash will be donated to the orphanage where Meng Miandong once stayed.

On the penultimate day, he went home. Since there had been no wind for a long time, when he opened the door, the stench of corpses in the room immediately hit his face.

Four years, nearly four years have passed, and the smell of corpses has become more pungent than before.

He didn't care, after taking a bath, he lay down on the sheet that Meng Miandong's body had been lying on, and covered it with the goose feather quilt that Meng Miandong's body had been covering.

He opened his hands, encircling a cloud of air, as if he was still holding Meng Miandong.

He carefully recalled his past with Meng Miandong, and deeply regretted not taking good care of Meng Miandong.

On the penultimate day, when he was packing up and preparing to go to the rooftop, he received a strange call.

A female voice on the phone said enthusiastically: "Is there anything you want to recover, sir? Our company will serve you wholeheartedly."

If Meng Miandong was still alive, he would definitely hang up on such a suspected fraudulent phone call.

However, Meng Miandong was gone, and he heard himself say mysteriously: "I want my lover to come back to life."

The female voice said: "Please tell me your lover's name and date of birth."

He unexpectedly answered one by one again.

"Sir, please wait a moment." After a while, the female voice said, "Your lover died of depression, and his soul scattered after death. If you want your lover to come back to life, you must first go to a different world to collect his soul." Soul, when you have collected everything, we can arrange time travel service for you. The cost is a little high, but there are different packages for you to choose from. We can also provide you with installment payment service. The following are the details of the package, package one... "

The female voice wanted to explain to him the service content of each package, but he couldn't wait to interrupt: "If you want the best and fastest package, it doesn't matter how expensive it is."

He thought he was crazy again to believe this inexplicable phone call.

But he did not hesitate to remit all the expenses to the account designated by the female voice, even though the expenses were all the cash in his hands, plus the money he got from selling the car.

If it was just a scam, then he would have no more money to donate to the orphanage.

But he wanted to see his Miandong again, and he was not willing to let go of the slightest chance.

The moment the remittance was successful, a mechanical voice appeared in his mind: "Hello, Mr. Wen, the system 001 is at your service. According to the package you purchased, you will leave for your lover's house in three seconds." The world where the soul lives, the countdown begins, three, two, one."

After the counting was over, a white light appeared in front of his eyes. Immediately afterwards, all the information of Meng Miandong in this world so far, as well as all the information about himself in this world, were input into his mind.

His dormant winter suffers from pandering personality disorder in this world and is not doing well.

Not long after, he saw Meng Miandong kneeling on the ground, wearing a long beige down jacket, which was very fluffy, but Meng Miandong's back still looked very thin.

He couldn't help but quickly walked up to Meng Miandong, helped Meng Miandong up, and said softly, "Are you Miandong? Hello, I'm Wen Ran."

Miandong, I'm here to pick you up.