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Time goes back to ten minutes ago.

In the apartment, Zhong Xueran was wearing a red dress and was sitting in front of her laptop, typing away at the keyboard.

She is thirty-four years old and single.

It's not like she can't find a partner. With her looks and abilities, her pursuers can line up all the way to the Moon City next door.

But for some reason, Zhong Xueran couldn't feel any interest in anyone of the opposite sex, as if a piece of his heart had been hollowed out.

There was thunder rumbling outside, and the press release due tomorrow has not yet arrived.

She really didn't want to write some trivial things to attract attention, but the editor-in-chief didn't care about that. The old man only looked at performance.

"Wow——"

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the heavy rain finally came down.

The occasional flash of lightning reflected on her mature and cool face. At this age, she was wearing a red dress, exuding amazing charm like a blooming rose.

Zhong Xueran picked up the wine glass, came to the floor-to-ceiling window, and stared blankly at his face reflected in the window.

She looked at her own shadow on the window glass with confusion. She seemed to have...forgot something very important.

I also forgot a very important... person.

Although the memory of the past is still clear, and I have been calm and smooth for so many years, the strangeness and awkwardness in my heart still vaguely exist.

Especially... on such a stormy night.

Whenever she tried to think about it, her head felt like it was about to burst.

Many times, Zhong Xueran could feel that there seemed to be a piece of glass in the area where memories were stored in his brain.

And on such a stormy night, this feeling becomes even clearer.

She could even see a blurry figure standing in the heavy rain behind the glass of memory.

But she still couldn't see clearly who that person was. That person... was only separated by a layer of glass, but could not be touched.

"Boom——"

There was another thunder, but this time, Zhong Xueran actually saw two figures in the mirror!

There was also a face exactly like his own appearing in the window glass!

"who?!"

Zhong Xueran was shocked and immediately turned his head to look behind him.

Only then did she realize that the door to her apartment was open!

Was there really someone at the door just now?

Zhong Xueran put down the glass, picked up the bottle and walked towards the door.

She turned sideways carefully and asked again: "Is anyone there?"

One step...two steps...

She raised the bottle, opened the door, and looked behind the door.

Empty.

There was no one in the corridor or behind the door.

Zhong Xueran breathed a sigh of relief. Is it an illusion...

That's right, even if someone appears, that person can't look exactly like me, no... seems to be younger?

Zhong Xueran shook his head and laughed. It seemed that... he also began to miss the past.

At this moment, her cell phone suddenly rang.

After closing the door and confirming carefully, Zhong Xueran picked up her phone and took a look. Her eyes immediately became serious.

This is the phone number of a villager in Xiajiang Village, who is regarded as her "informant" and provides her with news. After all, Xiajiang Village is famous for its ghost stories.

It is impossible for him to live there permanently, so finding an informant is the best way.

"Hello? What's wrong?"

Zhong Xueran picked up the phone and asked.

A male voice came immediately: "Another death! There is a body floating in the river. Someone called the police. Someone called the fire brigade. Come quickly!"

Zhong Xueran immediately nodded and said: "Okay, if you need anything, contact me immediately. I'll be right back!"

She quickly changed out of a red dress, put on clothes suitable for outdoor sports, put on a vest, put on a large backpack, reached out to unplug her laptop and walked out the door.

"boom--"

The door is closed.

But at this time...

In Zhong Xueran's apartment, a person who looked exactly like her came out from behind the sofa.

No, it's someone younger than her.

This person looked around blankly, his figure flickered, and it seemed like a bubble. In the blink of an eye, it became transparent and blurred, and no longer existed...

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Strong winds and heavy rain.

The city fire department received a call that someone in Xiajiang Village fell into the river and was in need of rescue.

Captain Yan Lie has already set off to another accident scene.

When receiving the call from Xiajiang Village, it was deputy captain Yan Xiao who was dispatched.

Yan Xiao had neat short hair and quickly changed into a firefighting suit.

Many people may not be aware that the fire department is not only responsible for firefighting, but also for all types of disasters. Major emergencies are their mission, and water rescue is certainly one of them.

After bringing the tools for water and underwater work, Yan Xiao set off with his people.

But just when he opened the door and got into the passenger seat of the fire truck, the driver was startled: "Vice-driver, why are you here?"

Yan Xiao frowned: "What are you waiting for? Let's go!"

The driver's neck shrank: "Yes!"

The car started, but he was still muttering: "Weren't you still standing in front of the toilet just now..."

"What did you say?"

Yan Xiao asked.

The driver quickly explained: "No! My eyes were dazzled!"

But at this time, several firefighters behind also whispered: "The deputy team... I... we also saw it."

"What did you see?" Yan Xiao felt extremely awkward, "Just tell me."

"Just now... Lieutenant Commander, you were standing at the door of the toilet. You were not wearing the same clothes, and you were wearing glasses... You seemed to be looking for something..."

Yan Xiao frowned. How could this be possible? He came down from the command room and had never been to the toilet.

"Are you sure it's me?" Yan Xiao asked.

Several firefighters were hesitant at this moment.

"This... looks very similar, but... not like you, the deputy captain."

"What do you mean?" Yan Xiao asked.

"That man is younger and his skin is much whiter. Unlike you, the deputy captain, who is as black as charcoal..."

"Pah..." the firefighter next to him slapped his hat and whispered, "What are you talking about? Do you want to practice more? You don't think we want it yet..."

"Okay, I guess you came here to take shelter on a rainy day. Stop talking nonsense."

Yan Xiao stopped everyone's discussion.

The firefighters looked at me and I looked at you, and they all shrank their necks and stopped talking.

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Xiajiang Village.

During the violent storm, dark rain clouds hung over the river.

The turbid water is rushing.

One villager's scream made most of the village come out in the rain.

The riverside was besieged and filled with water.

Qin Manjiang and 30-year-old Qin Manjiang hid in a corner from a distance, watching the body floating in the river.

Qin Manjiang said nothing.

Thirty-year-old Qin Manjiang's pupils were trembling violently.

In my ears, the villagers' discussions continued despite the heavy rain...

"That seems to be Xiao Qin!"

"Yes...that dress is Xiao Qin!"

"Well, a college student is still a doctor. What a pity..."

"..."

How could this happen? Am I not here?

Thirty-year-old Qin Manjiang touched his body.

At this time, Qin Manjiang looked at him and said calmly:

"You are already dead."

"Impossible! There were villagers who greeted me before!" Thirty-year-old Qin Manjiang was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and his hair suddenly exploded.

However, Qin Manjiang only looked at the body floating in the turbid river water with his face facing downwards.

"The person they greet is always me."