Outside the Changhe community, a taxi drove over and stopped at the gate, Yang Ye, who was still wrapped in thick gauze on his head, got out of the car and looked at the community in front of him, this is the property left to him by his parents, he did not choose to live with Yang Ming, but lived here alone, of course, in order to facilitate him to live his own bright life, of course, this is just the idea of the previous Yang Ye, and now Yang Ye, who is occupied by impermanence, will no longer live his life of drunken dreams and death, bullying men and women.

Using the access control card he carried with him, Yang Ye entered the community smoothly, and the security guard did not make any special inquiries. When he came to the first unit of the nine buildings in his memory, 1801, he opened the door, and what greeted him was a musty smell, which made Yang Ye frown.

When I entered the room, I saw garbage littered everywhere, wine bottles, and cigarette butts everywhere. Dirty laundry has piled up on the couch, and all kinds of fast food boxes abound in the kitchen. It was hard for Yang Ye to imagine how the original owner of this body could live in such an environment. Of course, the environment is worse and dirtier than this, and it is not that I haven't been in my previous life. But there is no way to do it, but if there is a way to make your life more comfortable, then why not.

Looking at the whole messy room, Yang Ye had to smile bitterly and said to himself, "It seems that I won't be able to sleep well tonight." After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared for the arduous cleanup and transformation work.

In the early morning, when the warm light of the morning sun crossed the sky, Yang Ye couldn't sigh that he could still see the sun of the new day, at this time he was already too tired to work, and the cleaning work in the house had been successfully completed.

All the things in the house that belonged to the original owner of the body were thrown away, all the furniture and appliances were wiped spotlessly, and the musty smell in the air finally faded away. Looking at the brand-new house, Yang Ye also breathed a long sigh of relief, this will be his home in the future. Yang Ye, who was about to get up and make some breakfast, felt the soreness in his body and sighed slightly: The body is still too weak, it's time to exercise the physique.

In a flash, three days have passed, and in the course of these three days, Yang Ye's life is very regular, except for the time to eat and sleep, he is exercising his body, practicing physical skills and fighting skills. Although he doesn't like to be a killer, his former career as a killer told Yang Ye that at any time, only he can rely on himself, so recovering his strength as soon as possible is also a guarantee for his own life, although he may not need these in his future life.

Just when Yang Ye was sweating in the exercise room, a doorbell rang, so he had to stop, wiped his sweat with a towel around his neck, Yang Ye came to the door and opened the door. There was a middle-aged man standing outside the door who was a little blessed, who didn't speak, and looked at Yang Ye with a serious face.

When he saw the man, Yang Ye could know from his memory that this was his uncle who had taken care of his life since he was a child, Yang Ming.

Seeing that in his life, there was suddenly an extra relative out of thin air, which made Yang Ye a little overwhelmed, and he didn't speak, the two of them stared at each other, and the atmosphere was slightly embarrassing.

Without waiting for Yang Ye to speak, Yang Ming, who was outside the house, walked straight into the house. Seeing this brand-new house, it was completely different from the scene he saw every time he came over before, which made Yang Ming a little incredulous, if he hadn't seen Yang Ye's appearance, he would have thought that he had entered the wrong door.

Coming to the sofa and slowly sitting down, Yang Ming said to Yang Ye: "You hired a housekeeper?" It's okay, I finally know that I have cleaned up your kennel and cleaned up your garbage dump, I should have added a lot of money." ”

Hearing Yang Ming's words and feeling the sarcasm in his words, Yang Ye smiled bitterly, nodded, and did not speak.

Without continuing to discuss the issue of the house, Yang Ming asked: "I've been busy lately, I just went to the hospital, and I found out that you were discharged from the hospital three days ago, what's the matter? The injury is not healed, and you want to go out and fool around again? Can you fight for me, can you fight for the old Yang family, you are like this, your parents know everything, and they have to give you the anger to come back to life." As he spoke, Yang Ming's voice gradually became louder, and from his words, it could be seen that his hatred of iron did not become steel.

After continuing to count Yang Ye again, Yang Ming took out an envelope from his coat pocket, threw it on the coffee table, and said, "This is this month's living expenses, let me tell you from the hospital, I must take some time today to go to the hospital for a review and change the medicine, do you hear?"

When Yang Ye heard this, he nodded and said, "Got it." ”

After seeing Yang Ye's reaction, Yang Ming stared at his face for a few seconds, then got up, ready to leave, and when he opened the door, he turned back to Yang Ye and said: "If the injury is healed, go back to work as soon as possible, the company's finance is paying you a salary normally, if you go out to fool around again, I won't care about your life or death anymore." ”

Hearing Yang Ming's instructions, Yang Ye remembered that he was forcibly arranged by him to work in a security company under him, and he had to clock in and out on time, otherwise he would confiscate his monthly living expenses.

Yang Ming's intention is nothing more than not wanting this nephew to go out and fool around again, and slowly walk on the right path, but unfortunately, although the original owner of the body did not dare to go against his will for the sake of living expenses, but after getting off work, he still fooled around with the thugs of the Fire Wolf Gang, and Yang Ming was helpless for such a result, so he had to let it go.

After leaving, Yang Ming got into his car, did not start it immediately, but lit a cigarette, looked out the window silently, and muttered: "This kid, I feel a little different." Although Yang Ye didn't dare to contradict himself in the past, he would always hang on to himself and gag. And today's Yang Ye uncharacteristically did not make these moves, but quietly listened to his own lessons, which was very unusual.

But no matter what, today's Yang Ye finally didn't let his bad mood become worse, especially the clean house that was cleaned up now, which made his mood much smoother.

Swallowing a puff of smoke, Yang Ming said silently in his heart: Maybe it was this injury that made him better, maybe it was really a bodhisattva's blessing, and the eldest brother and sister-in-law could also feel at ease, and I didn't have to be ashamed of them.

In the room, Yang Ye picked up the thick envelope, and he also felt a little emotional in his heart, although Yang Ming's words were very unpleasant, and his attitude towards himself was also very bad, but Yang Ye knew in his heart that he really cared about himself. He had never felt family affection before, but he suddenly felt the care of others, and he inexplicably felt a warmth in his heart that he had never felt before.

Looking at the large stack of banknotes in his hand, Yang Ye also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the days were finally tight. The dozens of dollars on his body brought a cruel economic crisis to Yang Ye, and the living expenses brought by Yang Ming really solved the urgent need at the moment, and he could buy more exercise equipment.

Thinking about his previous life, the money he had was an astronomical amount, and there was no poor person among successful killers. It's a pity that all the cards that save money are carried with you, and the ghost knows if he threw his body into the cliff after he got rid of himself, and if he had the chance, he could look for it. But it's not now, I haven't been able to have the ability to protect myself, and it's inevitable that the Demon Knife Organization won't leave an eyeliner to see if anyone is going to collect the corpse for itself.

After collecting the cash, Yang Ye was ready to go out to buy again, and also to buy some medicines, the exercise in the past few days has soaked the sweat into the wound, and the wound began to become painful again, it may be inflamed, it really has to be dealt with, otherwise it will become very serious. However, in the hospital, Yang Ye didn't plan to go back, and he was familiar with dealing with such a small injury.

After opening the door, Yang Ye saw a girl standing in the corridor wearing a school uniform printed with Dongjiang University, with a ponytail and a black coat, giving people a refreshing and capable feeling. At this time, the girl, with a trace of fear on her innocent and lovely face, quickly turned around and ran towards the door on the other side of the room when she saw Yang Ye, but when she didn't pay attention, she hit the fire extinguisher box by the wall and immediately fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Yang Ye was about to go up and help him, but asked at the same time, "You didn't..."

Before the word 'thing' could be shouted, the girl shouted: "Don't come here" After speaking, regardless of the pain in her legs, she hurriedly ran to the door, opened and closed the door, and did it in one go. With a "bang", Yang Ye was left alone in the corridor.

Seeing the girl see herself, it was like seeing a ghost, Yang Ye was also very helpless, he found the memory of this girl from his memory, her name is Mo Yao, she lives with her mother Lin Muxue, she is his neighbor, Mo Yao is studying at Dongjiang University in Qincheng City, her mother Lin Muxue is a hotel lobby manager, she goes out early and returns late every day, it is difficult to see her, Yang Ye doesn't know much about her father, but because both mother and daughter can be classified as beauties, the previous Yang Ye did not tease them less, which also has to blame Mo Yao for seeing him and having such a performance。 For himself to have such power, Yang Ye can only admire the original owner, this hungry ghost.

Mo Yao, who returned to the house, leaned against the door and breathed a long sigh of relief, and her heart was beating violently at this time. The pain in her leg made her squat down involuntarily, seeing the faint red marks on her legs, Mo Yao's tears couldn't help but fall, and the grievances in her heart could only be vented through tears.