On the second day, heavy rain fell, dark clouds were thick, and thunder roared.

Originally, Nangong Sheng and Ah Zhi were going to play and frolic at home.

But where would have you thought that Nangong Sheng stood outside the door and thought for a long time, and insisted on going to the cemetery alone.

Nangong Sheng then went to the Shili Hanlian pond in a robe, stretched out his hand out of the rain curtain, picked a Hanlian, and on the way back, he collided with a beggar face to face.

Han Lian fell into a puddle on the ground, stained with mud, and Nangong Sheng bent down to pick it up.

Unexpectedly, the beggar also bent down to pick it up, and the speed was even faster than Nangong Sheng.

"Give, sorry, dirty," the beggar said embarrassedly, handing her the hand, seeing the sorrow on her face, there was a faint distress in her heart, can't you really forget her?

"It's okay," Nangong Sheng smiled slightly, politely took Hanlian, and then went to pick Hanlian.

"Girl, bother me, there is a place to live nearby, and my house has been blown away by the wind." The beggar looked at Nangong Sheng's back and said.

Nangong Sheng approached the cemetery, put the Han Lian up, and glanced back at the beggar.

After looking around again, there were only two people around, and then he replied, "I'll send people under the fence, so it's not good to introduce you." ”

Nangong Sheng left after speaking, the rain on the edge of the umbrella soaked her robe, and the coat began to enter the water, you can imagine how heavy the rain was this time.

The beggar walked quickly, walked to Nangong Sheng's side, and asked earnestly, "Girl, dare to ask, what is the meaning of that person's name, it is very similar to my name." ”

Nangong Sheng's steps paused, looked back at the beggar, and muttered, "What are you talking about?" ”

"You gave him a lot of love on a rainy day, and I admired it very much." The beggar is serious and cowardly.

The corners of Nangong Sheng's mouth grinned slightly, and he disappeared in an instant.

"He is my fiancé, who died a few days ago, and he made an appointment with me to give him a plant every day." For some reason, Nangong Sheng actually wanted a stranger to reveal his heart.

"If there is no Hanlian, where will you find it?" The beggar asked eagerly.

Nangong Sheng looked at a large ten-mile lotus pond with no end in sight, and smiled bitterly, "I'll embroider it for him." ”

Nangong Sheng walked as he spoke, tears rolled down, and when he inadvertently wiped his tears, he remembered something, and turned around to ask the beggar.

"What did you just say?" Nangong Sheng's tone was extremely frightened.

The beggar smiled, "I see that the person's name is Jin Xixing, which matches my name, if it weren't for me alive, I would think I was dead!" ”

Nangong Sheng's pupils dilated, and he reached out and grabbed the beggar's collar, "You're not kidding me?" ”

The beggar was held by her, didn't dare to move, and smiled bitterly, "Where do I dare to play with a girl, it's just curious." ”

"Did you know that curiosity kills cats?" Nangong Sheng let go of his hand and glared angrily.

Nangong Sheng is most afraid of hearing Jin Xixing's name now, because he died, everyone left her, and only he loved her sincerely, but fate was unfair and gave him a body that lasted for a long time.

When the beggar heard this, he stopped laughing, and his eyes became redder and redder, but he had to take back this look.

"My surname is Jin, the descendant of the King of Jin, but unfortunately the general trend of the previous dynasty has gone, and my family has been defeated. The beggar explained one by one, avoiding a conflict with the names on the wooden tombstones.

"Oh," Nangong Sheng didn't know if he had finished listening, so he left with a hint of sadness.

How could it be him, he was dead, even if he could be resurrected unintentionally, would he still come back to see her as a murderer?

For the sake of worry-free future, naturally I will not come to see her.

Nangong Sheng smiled bitterly, crying and laughing.

Being alone is in line with her current situation.

Jin Xixing followed, he looked down at his clothes, disheveled, barefoot. His hair was wet and sticking to his head, and there was sewage dripping from his body.

It can be seen that the original body does not care about hygiene at all, and it is dirty all day long.

Jin Xixing yawned, he didn't sleep for two days in a row, and he came here to take a look at the place where he was buried.

I couldn't have imagined it, but in the blink of an eye, he was in someone else's shell.

Jin Xixing looked at Nangong Sheng in front of her, she had suffered enough crimes, so she didn't want him to know that he was still alive, let alone let her know that he was occupying someone else's body.

can only change the name, change the background, and associate with her with a new identity.

Thinking like this, Jin Xixing ran a few more steps, and said to Nangong Sheng with a hippie smile, "Girl, your house is nearby, can I go to your house to shelter from the rain?" ”

Nangong Sheng looked at him sideways, looking at his sloppy appearance, and the hippie smile on his face, his face instantly stinked, "Why?" ”

"Helping others is fun, saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, girl," Jin Xixing was still smiling, joking excessively.

Nangong Sheng glanced at him, took a deep breath, and clenched his fists, "Do you believe that I beat you or not?" ”

"If you make the girl angry, you should be beaten," Jin Xixing moved his head to Nangong Sheng's fist.

He is such a scoundrel, Nangong Sheng can't do it.

There was a vague feeling of dispensability, but she just felt that she was dreaming.

"Okay, okay, let's go," Nangong Sheng held back his tears and drove him away.

"I have no home, my house was blown away by the wind," Jin Xixing looked at Nangong Sheng aggrievedly, folded his hands, and bowed twice, "Girl, please, be kind, save me, a homeless teenager, right?" ”

Nangong Sheng's forehead throbbed, rubbed his eyebrows, and asked, "How old are you?" ”

Ju is a teenager, and his face is wrong!

"The year of the weak crown," Jin Xixing said pitifully, completely changing a person, without the shrewdness of his previous life.

"Age really didn't lie?" Nangong Sheng was particularly vigilant and looked at the person in front of him.

Although he is not similar to him at all, it is another person completely, Nangong Sheng does not dare to relax, and she still has no hopeful expectations.

Not wanting to make a hopeless wish at all, Nangong Sheng looked up and down, and turned around, but he didn't see anything unusual, so he withdrew his gaze.

Jin Xixing said, "The girl is looking at the appearance, the girl can see something, when will I marry a wife and have children, be promoted and make a fortune?" ”

Nangong Sheng's face was red and his neck was thick, and as soon as the umbrella was closed, the tip of the umbrella pointed at the man who called himself Jin Xixing, even if the pronunciation of a word was different, it would make Nangong Sheng feel strange and panicked.

The tip of the umbrella was pointed at his throat, Jin Xixing raised his hand and threw it, crying, tears came as soon as he said it, "Girl, spare my life, I was wrong!" ”

Seeing him like this, Nangong Sheng completely let down his guard, took back the umbrella, and didn't bother to open the umbrella, so he left in the rain.

Jin Xixing followed behind, and he didn't dare to take a sip of the atmosphere.

Nangong Sheng thought of something, and turned around, "I didn't say that you should follow me, don't follow me." ”

"Don't," Jin Xixing looked at Nangong Sheng with a pair of watery eyes, "I said I wanted to go home with you." ”

Nangong Sheng held back his temper and gritted his teeth and said, "I said, don't follow me." ”

"Who are you not going to follow?" Jin Xixing said that he was wronged again.

Nangong Sheng glared angrily, took the umbrella and pointed at him, "I'll count three times, and get out of my way immediately." ”

"One."

"Two."

"Three."

Nangong Sheng counted after a while, and when he saw that he didn't go, he was still standing there without moving, only tears fell.

At this time, Nangong Sheng was inexplicably distressed.

"Then you follow, don't make a fuss, after all, it's not my home." ”

Jin Xixing smiled, "I know, I know." ”