Li still clearly remembers his own memorial service.
The ceremony was held in the Great Hall, surrounded by black curtains and white flowers, with a large Chinese character “甸” (Devotion) in the middle of the wreaths.
Below the words are three large black-and-white photos of heroic figures, each facing an urn. His is on the far left, with his two brothers on the right, and the boxes are covered with flags.
He was the youngest, but he also died gloriously.
In the photo, he was laughing in the bushes, his brothers were also laughing, and the rest of the brothers were standing below crying.
So when he woke up, he noticed swelling and pain in both temples, and combined with the various types of fast food literature he had read in the past, he quickly realized that he had traveled through time, because pain is a gift of life.
Before he could be happy, he found himself wearing hip-length shorts and fishnet stockings, with a blingbling nail on his belly button. It felt a little painful to touch. Was it a newly pierced hole
… Why drill a hole
After being petrified for three minutes, he finally understood. A sacrificial pain and pleasure surged in his chest. He still remembered the deafening declaration of the Holy Father: Let the brothers have some fun first! !
I don’t know whether they traveled through time together, but anyway, I would like to respect them first. Even if I have no clothes, I will still share my clothes with you!
He decided to touch it to confirm and then go find his brothers, but he found something wrong.
"… "
He unzipped his shorts, looked at her for a moment, then pulled open her thong. After a quick glance, he froze again.
He is a man.
Why
In just over ten seconds, his thoughts had already turned back and forth several times.
Finally he understood, this body, this person, he is the one selling fishnet stockings!
It's really not easy to make a living in such a way in the winter! It's glorious to get rich through hard work, but shameful to eat all day long. Life is like wearing spiked shoes, walking on muddy roads, and taking one step at a time. There are high and low social status, but there is no noble or humble career choice. Selling fishnet socks is also a legitimate profession!
There was a person beside him who was pushing him gently, shouting Cheng Cheng, Cheng Cheng, Cheng Cheng…
He was annoyed and asked, "Who is Cheng Cheng?"
The other party was angry and amused: "You are Cheng Cheng."
He asked, "What?"
The other party was a little angry: "Can you stop playing? Isn't your name Cheng Ji?"
Oh, Chengjiba, this name...
Selling fishnet stockings would be fine, but the name is even worse. How did the police station register the child
In the dim and ambiguous light, he looked at the person next to him and felt that he had a strange temperament, revealing clothes, and was neither male nor female, but his appearance was acceptable.
He asked, "Who are you?"
The other person rolled his eyes at him and said, "You obviously didn't drink, why do you look drunk? I'm Lele."
"What are you Lele?"
"Xu Lele!" the other party roared.
His voice was a little louder, causing a person sitting at the door to look back.
The man was playing with a cigarette out of boredom, putting it in his mouth and taking it out again, twirling it around on his fingertips, but not smoking. His face was not clearly visible in the backlight, but his hair was long and his figure was slim, but when he spoke, his voice was masculine.
"It's a good thing you can still be happy," he said.
Lele defended himself by saying, "It's not me who wants to be happy, it's him who wants to make trouble!"
The man at the door said, "He's not making any noise. The whole room is filled with your voice."
Li Moumou—no, let's call him Cheng Ji from now on, there's no need to cooperate with the Internet Cleansing Operation—saw the man at the door also wearing ripped jeans and fishnet stockings, so he asked, "Do we know each other through business?"
Selling fishnet stockings together
The man didn't want to pay any attention to him. After more than ten seconds, he said unhappily, "Yes, we are business partners. We are selling together."
Cheng Ji asked Lele beside him: "What are you selling?"
Lele said, sell your ass.
Cheng Ji felt as if a basin of dog blood was poured over his head. His vision was blurred and it took him a long time to lift up his T-shirt to wipe the cold sweat.
he…
He doesn't believe it!
He only believes in three things in his life: himself, his brothers, and the organization!
"Then..." he asked, "What about the socks?"
Lele asked: "What socks? Chengcheng, are you on drugs?"
Cheng Ji thought for a minute, then looked up and asked, "Is what you mean by selling your ass what I understand?"
The man at the door seemed particularly impatient with Cheng Ji and sneered, "Master Cheng, what else do you think you mean? I see that you not only took drugs, but also lost your memory."
Cheng Ji stood up and asked Lele beside him: "Please confirm again! What is my identity? What is your identity?!"
Lele repeats, you and I are both bastards!
Cheng Ji held on to his last glimmer of hope and asked, "Sell it to a middle-aged or elderly wealthy woman?"
Lele laughed and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you sick? It's okay to sell to middle-aged and young men, but who can play with us old men and women?"
"… "
Cheng Ji sat back on the sofa trembling, but he didn't sit firmly and slipped off the edge.
The man at the door said coldly, "Master Cheng, this is the largest money-losing den in Hongcheng, Shuiyue Manor. You are a money boy, or mb for short. Do you remember?"
"… "
Cheng Ji simply lay down under the sofa, with his hands trembling and his fingers crossed, placed on his chest.
From now on he is like a pig intestine, no one can help him up!
"Cheng Cheng, what's wrong with you?" Lele asked with concern.
"Nothing." Cheng Ji took several deep breaths and said, "I'm waiting to die."
When he died in his previous life, he was covered with a flag. What does it matter now
Heroes sacrifice themselves for the motherland, art serves the people, and who the hell is he reborn to serve
Could someone please be so kind as to burn him and don't keep his ashes, just scatter them all!
Lele bent down and said, "Chengcheng, you don't have to be so anxious. Everyone has a first time. You told me this afternoon that you were mentally prepared. Are you regretting it now?"
Cheng Ji was stunned, half of his body was propped up, and he asked happily: "First time?"
Lele said, "Yes, today is your first day at work, unless you have sold things before. You probably haven't sold things before, right? It's because your mom is sick, and you have no choice but to sell things."
Cheng Ji suddenly jumped up: "I still have a mother?!"
The man at the door frowned and said, "Nonsense, I think you are really stupid, everyone has a mother? If the manager didn't feel sorry for you, who would be happy to take you in? Do you know how much pressure we will face if we get a college student here?"
"I'm still a college student?" Cheng Ji asked.
Lele's expression became serious: "Chengcheng, tell me the truth. What did you eat? Although we are all just playing it by ear, I still treat you as a friend. You can't eat anything in this villa, especially the food given by the guests. Didn't Manager Zhou tell you? A worthless life is better than no life!"
"No, no." Cheng Ji waved his hands quickly, "I didn't eat anything."
"Then what's wrong with you?" Lele asked.
Cheng Ji said, "I was under a lot of pressure just now and lost my composure a little. Which university am I from?"
"K is a junior in science and engineering," Lele said, "but you have already applied for a leave of absence."
"Hmm..."
The man at the door sneered and said, "Just pretend, act, and perform. You're about to take off your pants, and you still think you're a dish." After saying that, he walked away with the cigarette in his hand, leaving behind a seductive figure.
Lele stood up, closed the door, sat back on the sofa, and asked closely: "Chengcheng, what are you thinking about? Don't you want to treat your mother? If the hospital doesn't pay the fee, they may pull out the tubes from your mother tomorrow. Then she will die, and you will be without a mother. Are you really not in a hurry?"
Cheng Ji said: "I'm anxious."
Lele said, "Who are you showing off to? I didn't introduce you here to harm you, I really want to help you. Apart from drug trafficking, there is no other way to make money faster than this."
Cheng nodded.
Lele added, "Don't think I'm being harsh. Your mother is definitely useless. She's completely dependent on medical equipment now. No matter how optimistic we are, we estimate that she won't live for more than a month, but we can't rush her to death. We have to keep her alive no matter what. You even sold your house to treat her illness, and you don't have a father. When your mother dies, you'll be left alone with nothing but a bunch of debts, and you won't even have money for a funeral. I can certainly raise a few thousand for you, but where can you buy a grave with that little money?"
Cheng Ji nodded again.
"So listen to me, be patient and work for half a year. Not only can you pay off your debts, but you may also be able to save a small sum of money. Then you can run away or go back to school. As long as you don't tell me and I don't tell anyone, who would know about your past? So what if they knew? Everyone has difficulties that they can't get over. Don't worry, even if you meet them in the future, those customers won't remember you. Even if they do, they won't be able to tell you. If they do, just admit it and go out!"
Cheng Ji said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Lele said, "You're so beautiful, you must have good business. Anyway, no matter who you sleep with or what you do, for the sake of money, you should pretend that you don't remember anything when you wake up. Do you understand?"
"I understand."
Lele breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm glad you understand."
Cheng Ji lowered his eyelashes and said, "I'm sorry."
Lele smiled and said, "No need to say sorry. After all, you are a novice. It is not easy for everyone to pass this level. I know you are a good person, very kind. I am dragging you into the fire pit now. Just don't hate me."
Cheng Ji said: "I don't hate you, I just feel sorry for you."
Because I'm going to knock you out and run away now. Don't worry, when that manager or boss comes to hold me accountable, it will all be my fault.
You can sell it out.
It is acceptable to sell it to middle-aged and elderly women, and it is an obligation to make the brothers happy, but you cannot sell your ass to men, absolutely not!
The thunder is unmovable, the heart is loyal and righteous, but I just can't do it!
Cheng Ji's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he was about to chop Lele's neck with a knife when a mechanical voice suddenly pierced deep into his eardrums:
—The protagonists of both sides are in place, and the countdown starts for fifteen minutes.
"… "
Cheng Ji put down his hand and asked, "Who is talking?"
"You are talking." Lele replied.
"No, I heard a man talking."
—The main supporting characters are in place, countdown is fourteen minutes and forty seconds.
The voice was plain and straightforward, and it was obvious that it came from an emotionless machine.
Cheng Ji pricked up his ears: "Look, I'm talking about that."
"Chengcheng..." Lele looked at him sympathetically, "You're not normal today. You should go back first, take a shower, pack up, and then go see your mother. If the manager asks, I will explain for you."
Of course Cheng Ji knew that something was not normal. First, he traveled through time. Secondly, his mother died long ago in his previous life, and in this life he had another mother who was about to die. Thirdly, he went from being a hero who had been judged to be a homosexual!
However, no matter how abnormal it was, it was better than the voice counting down in his head right now!
—The supporting cast is in place, countdown is thirteen minutes and thirty seconds.
—Cheng is in position, countdown is thirteen minutes and twenty seconds.
—Cheng
-are u there
—If you are on Please Answer, Cheng, you have a line today.
—There’s only one sentence, but it involves the protagonist, so please answer it.
—Mr. Cheng, why don’t you speak
—Cheng Ji, please answer!
"… "
Cheng Ji asked Lele: "Excuse me, where is the bathroom? I feel like I'm hallucinating and want to wash my face."