"A-choo--"
On the bus, Jiaobai covered his mouth and nose and sneezed. He rubbed his nose, thinking that Qi Yiliao must have missed him.
A group of people got on the next stop, and the car became crowded. Jiaobai walked to the back, and his heel was stepped on, and half of his shoe fell off. Before he could pull it back, he was knocked forward by the force from behind.
"Grass."
Jiaobai cursed and turned back. His face was livid and his expression was irritable, but he managed to support a boy who was being squeezed and fell. "Slow down."
The boy thanked the wild rice, with a little sweat on his handsome face. He looked...
It has a bit of the flavor of Li Jue.
Jiaobai is from the perspective of "Chen Wang". He cannot make an expression of rejection, just like a stranger. He lets go of the boy, stands alone, and faces the car window.
Bus No. 129 goes to University Town and Mingyuan Mountain. Usually there are almost no empty seats, but tonight there are so many people that the aisles are packed.
This was the third time that Jiaobai was peeped at by the boy. She looked like she wanted to say something but didn't know how, and wanted him to wait for her to ask. This faint sense of artificial melodrama made his eyelids jump suddenly, and his eyes glanced at the heads in the carriage. Could the people who just stood up be the actors hired by Qi Yilao
If this is true, then it means that Zhang Zhen revealed what happened to him to Qi Yiliao.
but,
Qi Yiliao made such a big scene just to test him
Gradually, people began to "provoke" Jiaobai, using various tricks to force him to show his true colors. Jiaobai ignored everyone and got off the bus at the terminal with a sour face. He stood on the platform and looked at the shoe prints on his feet, the dirt on his trouser legs, and his tailbone was a little sore.
Forget it, forget it. Qi Yilao didn’t know that his body was his own and not possessed and sealed.
Jiaobai squatted down, grabbed his dirty trouser leg, and wiped the sticky juice on his ankle with a tissue. To outsiders, there was no tattoo on his ankle, but in fact, the wings of the fireflies were rubbed red by him.
The next second, Jiaobai's movements paused almost imperceptibly, and he keenly sensed that he had entered a nearby camera.
Qi Yiliao should show up soon and provide him with the opportunity to be exposed.
There were no classes in the first two periods in the afternoon, so Jiaobai bought a drink, sat on a bench in the park, took a sip, and sent a message to Zhang Zhen.
-Sir, I will transfer two hundred to you first, and I may have to wait a while before I can return the rest to you.
Zhang Zhen didn't reply.
Jiaobai turned 200 meters away, leaned back in his chair and looked at the sky. Qi Yilao became suspicious, but that didn't mean Zhang Zhen thought the same.
The characters on the barrier cards can be either in the upper class or have an amazing appearance, or have ordinary looks but unique temperament and excellent academic performance. Any of the three options is favorable to Jiaobai. However, this card of his has none of the three. If one can recognize him at a glance, or feel familiar with him at a glance, or recognize him with two eyes, then it would be because he has been through many lifetimes and his soul has been branded.
Jiaobai drank the last sip of the drink in the bottle and prepared to stroll around to give Qi Yilao's people a chance to perform, when the cell phone in his pocket rang. It was "Tian Shang Xing" again.
This time, Jiaobai accepted it.
"Chen Wang, I called you last night, why didn't you answer?" It was a very young voice, but also with a hint of arrogance.
"I didn't notice it, the phone is broken." Jiao Bai said. Who is this person? Chen Wang looked up at him as if he were a star in the sky.
"Forget it. I don't have time to talk to you. I'll transfer the last three thousand I owe you to you later." The man said, "Just send me my pen and we'll be even."
Jiaobai didn't have Chen Wang's memory, so he didn't know what was going on. He put his phone on his lap and rolled up his white shirt sleeves: "Pen?"
"You lost it?!" The man lost control of his emotions. "Didn't I tell you last year when I asked you to borrow money? That was my father's legacy. I'll put it as collateral first. When I pay you back in full, I'll ask you to return the pen..."
Suddenly, a low and domineering voice came from the other end: "Hang up the phone and lie down on the windowsill."
Jiaobai immediately said, "The pen is not lost. Please send me your address and I will send the pen to you in two days."
“Beep, beep, beep—”
Jiaobai clicked his tongue playfully: "Stars in the sky, quotes from a domineering president."
He estimated that it would take at least three to five hours for Tian Shangxing to catch his breath and send him a message, but he didn't expect that the message would come so quickly in less than an hour.
That’s right, the cow is old.
"West City, Chai San District..." Jiao Bai read the address. They were in the same city, so he could go take a look. If he went, Qi Yilao would be able to get the news and find out more about him.
Chai San District is the most backward district in Xicheng District, and Tian Shangxing's address is even more remote. Jiao Bai endured it for a few days. When Tian Shangxing called him impatiently and asked him whether he had sent it or not, he took the subway on Friday night and then took several buses to go there.
Jiaobai was afraid of restrictions, but surprisingly the whole process went smoothly. It seems that Chen Wang also did this when he was alive, sneaking around to see the stars in the sky. Jiaobai's behavior is consistent with Chen Wang's character style.
The road was dirty and narrow, the air was turbid, and the soles of Jiaobai's shoes stepped on rotten vegetable leaves. He finally rubbed them off, but then stepped on a pool of fish intestines.
There are stalls on the road during the day, the garbage is not cleaned up in time, and the dim street lights seem to be shrouded in a layer of foul smell.
The address Tianshangxing gave didn't have a specific house number, just a building in a community. Jiaobai asked several people and turned into a dark alley. He walked in and heard someone's dog barking, someone's husband teaching his kids to do homework, and someone's house playing mahjong...
Jiaobai stopped and someone came up from behind. The footsteps were so clear that it couldn't be Qi Yilao or his men.
The man entered the alley, and the barrier card in front of Jiaobai lit up.
Feng He: 23 years old, Chen Wang’s classmate and sweetheart from junior high school to high school, a proud and aloof man, a student of the Department of Architecture at Nanjing University. Last year, in order to raise money for his father’s surgery, he was cheated by his classmates and was tortured and imprisoned by a sexual pervert. He found a chance to escape at the end of last year, and met his true love when he was disabled and desperate, and his life has had a sense of belonging since then.
This character's name is not revealed in Broken Wings. He is called Xiaohe every time he appears. It turns out that his last name is Feng.
Some of the plot points have also been changed.
Jiaobai hid in a secret corner and watched Feng He pass by him. He was dazzled by the bright light of the barrier card and followed him unconsciously.
Damn, his following was influenced by "Chen Wang". This senior Chen actually played stalking.
Feng He was carrying fruits and noodles and walking very quickly, as if someone at home was waiting for him and he couldn't wait to go back.
Jiaobai recalled the news he saw on the day of his rebirth, and wondered in his heart, Feng He's stomach is flat.
Farts are of course flat, and this is not the world context in which men can give birth to children, so who is the pregnant woman in the vegetable market? Is this completely fake news
"husband!"
Feng He's voice was heard from the front, the two words were covered with hot sweet sauce, without any of the arrogance on the phone.
Jiaobai glanced and saw that the lights in front of a small courtyard were turned on, and a tall figure with unsteady steps walked out from under the door. He caught Feng He who was rushing towards him, and backed away, leaning against the door frame.
"Are you coming out to pick me up?"
"Um."
"… "
The two chatted about family matters, accompanied by the sticky sound of water.
Jiaobai scratched his sweaty smooth forehead a few times, lifted his bangs up, and let the night breeze blow them.
In the first episode's "Broken Wings", Shen Ji met Feng He when he was in his early forties. The timeline was correct, neither advanced nor delayed, but their first meeting had changed.
In the comics, Shen Ji was still powerful, unlike now, when he is just an entrepreneur who has fallen off the pyramid. When he first stepped down, his enemies wanted to retaliate against him, but after a few years, those people were too lazy to use their resources to find him, because he was not even an opponent. They were not on the same level, and mocking him was giving him face.
During the year when Jiaobai was in a coma, Feng He's rebellious nature was gone, and he finally taught Shen Ji what love was. He did what he hadn't done in his previous life.
This couple, who were supposed to be a be in the original novel, are now happy together.
Shen Ji pressed Feng He against the wall and kissed him, always protecting the back of his head.
Feng He grabbed Shen Ji's hand and put it on his waist, but suddenly found that he had moved away: "Why..."
Seeing Shen Ji looking in a certain direction, Feng He's heartbeat quickened and the color on his face disappeared: "Honey, is there anyone there?"
"Who's there? Come out!" Feng He shone his flashlight over there.
The wild rice stood in the light.
Feng He recognized him and was surprised and angry: "Chen Wang, why are you here?"
Wild rice: "I..."
"Before, I took your self-esteem into consideration and didn't bring up the matter. I hoped you would have self-awareness. But now you're following me. How disgusting!" Feng He's handsome features were all frosty.
Jiaobai touched the tip of his nose. It seemed that Chen Wang’s feelings had been noticed by his sweetheart a long time ago, but the window paper had not been broken. Now it has been broken.
"Give me the pen." Feng He walked closer with a flashlight.
Writing appeared on the barrier card.
Jiao Bai's eyes widened. Shit! Chen Wang's wish was on the barrier card? !
The assistant didn't mention a word about such an important level.
Jiaobai was so angry that he gritted his teeth. If he hadn't stumbled upon it by accident, he didn't know when he would have discovered it.
"I'm sorry." Jiaobai suppressed his excitement and said what was written on the barrier card.
Feng He didn't say anything. The words on the barrier card changed, and Jiaobai turned into a mouthpiece and continued to read. He was dragged into the perspective of a humble secret admirer by the barrier card and whispered, "Are you happy?"
Feng He turned around and looked at the people under the door.
"What about that person? Is he good to you?" Jiaobai asked again.
"He treats me very well." Feng He turned around and said stiffly, "I am also very happy, so you don't need to worry about me."
Drops of water dripped from the barrier card and fell into the corners of Jiaobai's eyes, as if he was crying: "If I die, will you be a little sad?"
Feng He frowned: "Chen Wang, what tricks are you playing?"
"I remember your dream is to become an architect. You are only in your early twenties and your life has just started. As long as you want, you still have the opportunity to get closer to your dream and have your dream." Jiaobai said something that was not on the barrier card. After Xiaohe followed Shen Ji, he also drew a draft.
Feng He was stunned. He dropped out of school in his junior year, and the trajectory of his life became unfamiliar. He even forgot what his dream was. When it was brought up at this moment, it was as if he had just woken up from a dream.
After the rustling sound of plastic bags, a pen was handed to him. Feng He took the pen. Because of what he said just now, he looked at Chen Wang seriously for the first time: "We are not the same kind of people. Don't waste your time on me. With your ambition and positive attitude, you will definitely have your own happiness in the future."
When Feng He finished his last word, the brightness of the barrier card dimmed a little.
——As if the deceased has rested in peace.
"Xiao He, go in." Shen Ji came over and pulled Feng He into the yard, cold and strong but gentle, "Don't come out without my permission."
Feng He whispered: "It's okay, I've already solved it, don't..."
The door closed in front of him. Shen Ji pinched his neck a few times, strode up to the young man with a pointed face and monkey cheeks, and said contemptuously: "Do you think you can care about my people?"
Shen Ji's mouth and body reeked of alcohol, he was a drunkard.
Jiaobai ignored him, so Shen Ji kicked him.
Shen Ji was poor and had to drink to vent his emotions every now and then. His health was not as good as before, but he was still more than capable of dealing with ordinary people.
Chen Wang was short and skinny, and Jiaobai was restricted by his sleight of hand and couldn't escape.
Jiaobai was prepared to be beaten, but when the kick came, he still took a step back and raised his foot to block it.
This was Jiaobai's conditioned reflex. He thought he would be banned, but surprisingly, he succeeded.
Shen Ji's feet were kicked away, and his back, which was no longer straight, tensed up, like an old lion whose territory was invaded by cats and dogs.
The next moment, Shen Ji's bloodthirstiness solidified.
The person in front of me is changing shape
Shen Ji shook his head and looked again. The figure in his eyes seemed to have grown a lot taller. He met a pair of eyes that were familiar yet unfamiliar.
"You... you are..." A name seemed to jump out from between Shen Ji's unhealthy lips, and his aged facial muscles trembled as if he had seen a ghost.
Jiaobai looked at the flashing barrier card, which was a sign of its failure.
"Bang!"
The gate was slammed shut, and the lime on the wall beside the gate fell off.
Tsk tsk.
Jiao Bai walked back with a laugh, the image of Shen Ji fleeing in his mind. He looked at his phone as he walked, thinking that he had to hurry up or he would miss the last subway.
There was a car parked next to the platform at the entrance of the alley. Jiaobai took a casual look and couldn't move. Qi Yiliao leaned back in the driver's seat, his palm against the steering wheel, caressing it carelessly. His eyes passed through the car window, rubbing the spicy hot pot paper tube that was blown up by the wind, and directly hit Jiaobai.
The bus came over with a grunt.
Jiaobai moved. He wanted to stay but couldn't, because there was no way "Chen Wang" would not get on the bus when it came.
There was a drizzle in the wind when Qi Yilao got off the car.