When Ye Zifei saw Jiang Yuanwei for the first time, he had a very familiar feeling, like a friend he hadn't seen for many years, but he suddenly couldn't name it.

This feeling made Ye Zifei feel very uncomfortable, and his spirit became trance.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

Jiang Yuanwei's tone was calm and polite, and it could be seen that his father seemed to be very successful in his education, but it made Ye Zifei feel uncomfortable, because he was too calm, calm and not like a twelve-year-old child.

Ye Zifei asked, "Do you know about your father?" ”

Jiang Yuanwei nodded and said, "The police have already told me today......

Ye Zifei looked at the house they lived in, this is a dilapidated earthen house, the roof is broken in several places, the wind leaks on all sides, and the ground is still the stagnant water left after the rain last night, it can be imagined that in order to treat the child's illness, his father has exhausted all his ability, until the final death, and it is just to find a trust for the child.

Although Jiang Yuanwei had always behaved indifferently, his red and swollen eyes betrayed his heart, and he asked hesitantly, "My father...... How did he die? ”

Ye Zifei said calmly: "He is here to save me." ”

Jiang Yuanwei's silent eyes were suddenly full of brilliance, staring at Ye Zifei tightly, trying to see something from her face, and said nervously: "The police said that my father participated in a black gang and was beaten to death. ”

Ye Zifei confirmed again: "No, he is here to save me, and at the same time ask me to take care of your life in the future." As she spoke, she handed the blurred photo to Jiang Yuanwei, "Pack up your things and come with me." ”

Jiang Yuanwei took the photo and looked at it blankly for a few seconds, the photo was blurry, but he recognized the photo at a glance, every time he went out, his father would always take it carefully with him, saying that this was his amulet, and the tears finally couldn't stop dripping, turned around and walked towards the house, and only said dryly: "Good ......"

Ye Zifei looked at his back, that sense of familiarity reappeared, she thought that her memory and thinking ability were much beyond ordinary people, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him, why she felt this way about him, which made her very uncomfortable.

Jiang Yuanwei had very few things, only a small schoolbag, and everything else was left in the broken house.

Ye Zifei said strangely: "You don't bring anything else?" ”

Jiang Yuanwei was silent for a while, and said, "I have already sold everything to Uncle Li, who collected the rags, and they said that the cost of cremation is very high......"

"Oh! If I don't come, what do you plan to do in the future? ”

"I can go out and get a job, and my dad said I'm already a man and can take care of myself."

“……”

Ye Zifei looked at his thin and thin body, his face was pale without a trace of blood, and said indifferently: "Then get in the car and go, I will accompany you tomorrow to deal with your father's funeral." ”

The two men got on the locomotive and roared into the night, leaving behind a long red headlight.

When it was completely gone, the neighbors' lights came on, and they silently watched from the windows in the direction they left......

Ye Zifei had no place to place this little ghost, and he didn't want to take him home and trouble his family, so he could only take him to the base of the prince's old house.

As soon as she arrived at the door, she keenly noticed that there were several hidden cameras nearby, which should be Xuan Yu's masterpiece, she waved her hand at the camera above the door, and soon Xuan Yu opened the door.

Ye Zifei found that Xuan Yu was already a little prostrations and weakness at this moment, and the circles in his eyes were a little scary, but he said flatly: "Why haven't you slept yet?" ”

Xuan Yu looked at Ye Zifei hotly, with a look of adoration, and at the same time found the little ghost behind her, and couldn't help asking, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Come in!" Ye Zifei brought Jiang Yuanwei into the house, and he didn't look back, "It's just a matter of being entrusted by people and being loyal." ”

After Ye Zifei entered the house, she frowned, just like when she left, the house was still full of dust and had not been cleaned, but she didn't plan to tidy it up, she was just as tired at the moment, her head was dizzy, and the wounds in various parts of her body ached.

She directly pushed open the door of the master bedroom, held on to the last bit of energy, and said, "Just find a room to rest, don't bother me!" ”

didn't care about continuing to explain other things, locked the door, fell directly on the bed, curled up, and fell asleep.

I slept for a long, long time, but I always couldn't sleep enough, I had all kinds of strange dreams, many people and things that had long been forgotten appeared frequently in the dream, destroying her nerves, but she couldn't break free, in the dream she cried like a child, and finally a child's face appeared, he looked at himself helplessly and fearfully, as if he had a lot to say to himself, shouting, but he couldn't hear any sound, who was he?

Jiang Yuanwei? Why did he appear in his dreams?!

No! He is not Jiang Yuanwei, but the self of the previous life, the young self!

Ye Zifei suddenly woke up from his sleep, his whole body was in a cold sweat, he looked at the ceiling blankly, and finally remembered why Jiang Yuanwei made himself feel unaccustomed, because he looked so similar to himself in his previous life, not only his appearance, but also his indifferent temperament.

As soon as she woke up, her head became heavier and heavier, she struggled to get up, her steps were a little prostration, she took out the phone and looked at the time, and she actually slept until half past three in the afternoon of the next day.

There are several missed caller IDs, click on them and look at them, two are mother's, three are Wenqian's, and one is Xuanyu's.

She first called her mother back, Chen Xinyue first complained, and then shushed for warmth, although the words were simple, but they revealed strong family affection, so that Ye Zifei couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and even his body was not so uncomfortable.

After hanging up the phone, she dialed Wen Qian's phone again, it seemed that this little girl had not yet broken free from self-blame, Ye Zifei comforted a few words patiently, her voice was soft, and after quickly calming Wen Qian, she hung up the phone, feeling that her head began to hurt again.

Pushing open the door of her room, she found that the hall had been cleaned, and the whole room seemed to be brand new, without a trace of dust.

She didn't find Xuan Yu and Jiang Yuanwei in the house and basement, and she was irritable for a while, and dialed Xuan Yu's phone, only to know that they saw that they hadn't woken up, so he accompanied Jiang Yuanwei to deal with his father's funeral.

I ate something casually nearby, bought cold medicine and simple living utensils, took the medicine after returning to the house, and fell asleep for a while, and didn't wake up until dawn.

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The Golden Weight Loss Hand Novel Author: Da Qingshu

The ordinary poplar inadvertently saved an extraordinary black cat,

was brought to the other world,

Since then, he has started an extraordinary journey to the other world.

Help people lose weight with liposuction and become a mysterious "golden weight loss hand"

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