"Or, I should call you-Strict, Zhi, and Return!"
The man stopped the movement in his hand, stood up, and turned around slowly.
The handsome face was exposed to the moonlight, with sharp outlines and tough features. Those eyes that should have been full of warmth now add a little bit of coolness, and the look is not as elegant as before.
"Sure enough, it's you." Shen Hun narrowed his eyes.
He laughed, seeming to be a little accidental, but after a while, he returned to normal: "How did you guess it?"
"You are not Yan Jin, I knew it from the first sight of you."
"Why are you so sure?"
"Although you wear the same masks and your body shapes are almost the same, you feel different."
"Feeling?" The man raised his eyebrows.
"Yan Jin is gloomy, but at least it is exposed, and you..."
"how is it?"
Shen Hou: "Unfathomable."
"Really?" The man seemed satisfied with this evaluation.
Shen Wei stared at him, Qing Ling's eyes had a sharp insight into everything, "And the former Shen Qian didn't have this kind of aura, you—"
His eyes met, "Who is it?"
The man chuckled and refused to answer.
"Or let me ask you another way, are you the Shen Qian of this life, or the Shen Qian of the previous life?"
As soon as he said this, the man's eyes suddenly converged with a smile.
"So, I guessed it right." Shen Hou remained silent, but his heart sank suddenly.
If it is Shen Qian of this life, she doesn't care at all, how brave the defeated will be
But if... it was the person in the previous life who had exhausted his organs and was struggling with each other, then that might not be the case.
They were the same in the previous life, and now Shen Qian lived in that world for so many years longer than she did before returning.
In other words, what this "Shen Qian" has evolved into, how cruel his heart is, and how hot his hands are, I don't know.
He knows her for two lives.
She knows very little about his past and present lives.
Under the premise of such unequal access to information, Shen Hou faced the man in front of him like a blank sheet of paper.
There is no ink or any characters.
It can be said that it is totally unfamiliar.
At this time, Yan Zhifan laughed, stepping forward and reducing the distance between the two to the shortest.
Shen Hou did not retreat.
The two stood facing each other, as if breathing were close at hand.
"It's the same with you, isn't it?" he asked rhetorically.
The same comes from a previous life, with memories and rebirth.
Shen Wei's eyelids jumped sharply. At this moment, she seemed to take off the shameless cloth, just standing in front of the man as if she was naked and transparent.
While this made her deeply jealous, she was also extremely disturbed.
"It seems that I guessed it right." Yan Zhifan's response resulted in a low laugh.
"What do you want to do?!" Shen Hou backed away quickly, her instinctive reaction prompting her to stay away from danger for the first time.
But forgot that his current state does not allow such actions at all.
Seeing her body fell backward uncontrollably, she was helpless.
The next second, the man clasped her wrist to his arms.
Unexpectedly, Shen Hou slammed into a tough chest.
"Beware."
Shen Hou stood firm and wanted to break free, but Yan Zhifan's embrace was like an iron cage, and there was no way to start: "Let go!"
"Are you afraid? Why?"
"... You are still alive." She gritted her teeth, her eyes trembling.
"Do you miss me so much?"
Shen Hui shook his head: "I don't want to, but you are not the old him."
She only wanted the "Shen Qian" who had saved her life under the gun to live, not the "Yan Zhifan" who took over the body and changed his appearance, but had memories of the past life!
In that lifetime, she and him were rivals and enemies, but they had no affection.