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An Xian regained consciousness this time and found that he was still just a soul.

In front of her, sat a gentle woman.

The woman was very beautiful, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and she said, "I want you to help me and love someone." ”

Leisure: ???

She had no memory, but she knew she was going to fulfill the wish of the woman in front of her.

But if this desire is the desire to let others fall in love with their own bodies, An Xian feels that he may accept incompetence.

The woman seemed to know what An Xian was thinking, and said seriously: "It's not what you think, let me tell you a story." ”

Then, from the mouth of this woman also called "An Xian", An Xian learned a bizarre story to the extreme.

"An Xian" got married to Jiang Zhizhou, a man who had been chasing him for many years, on January 1, 2010.

That's right, flash marriage.

She chased a boy for five years, from the age of twenty-three to twenty-eight.

In the end, the chaebol father of the family gave an ultimatum that she had to get married.

Then she finally wanted to give up, so she drank the wine, and then ran downstairs to her crush and cried.

As a result, the crush went downstairs and hugged her.

At ten o'clock in the evening on the last day of 2009, they became boyfriend and girlfriend.

At 10 a.m. on the first day of 2010, they became husband and wife.

After two years together, "An Xian" heard him say the words "I love you" the day before the second anniversary, and at that moment, she was as happy as a child.

Seven years of affection blossomed and fruited, and it was an indescribable surprise.

Then on the second anniversary, she was waiting for him to come to the wedding anniversary at the place where she had made an appointment with him.

That's right, on his wedding anniversary, they pulled him to work as a coolie.

Although "An Xian" was not happy, he still understood him and made an appointment with him for dinner.

As a result, she waited for sleepiness and woke up again, thirty years later.

"In 2042, I'll be thirty and he'll be fifty-five."

The heroine suddenly cried, "I couldn't accept it, I didn't go to him, because I was afraid, afraid that she was dead, afraid that he was already married and had children, and had children and grandchildren." He just said that he loved me, and I didn't dare to bet. If he had a bad time with my disappearance, then I would blame myself. But if it's a good life, I can't accept it. ”

She became a black household in 2042, bought a terminal, and with her own skills, she left Haishi and went to Beicheng.

I stayed in Beicheng for twenty years, and then I met my cousin who was in her seventies.

The cousin saw her, recognized her, and then from her, "Leisure" knew that the man had been waiting for her for almost fifty years.

He died a year before she knew someone was waiting for her, on January 1, 2052.

"I don't have the face to see him, you help me, help me love him well."

"Leisure" can't cry, she used to be unruly, once untamed, but after experiencing great changes, she restrained her temperament and seemed to live very well.

But there is one person, because of her existence, who lives a miserable and lonely life.

She couldn't forgive herself.

"You can go back on your own." An Xian said, she looked at the woman in front of her with a complicated expression, "He will be happy." ”

"An Xian" shook his head: "No, things are people, I have been alone for decades, I ...... I also found a husband and gave birth to a daughter......"

"An Xian" smiled bitterly, "I died in my seventies, I spent my life with my future husband and daughter, and I am no longer the An Xian he knows." I can't go back, I can't go back. So, please help me! ”

The woman knelt in front of An Xian, looking at her condescendingly, with a look of compassion, and for a moment, she was like a Buddha in the Nine Heavens.

"As you wish."

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When An Xian opened his eyes, he found himself standing in an alley.

Looking down, he was wearing a red evening dress, because the original owner was going to dance with Jiang Zhizhou after having a candlelight dinner.

After two years of marriage, the married life of the two is actually very stable, because of Jiang Zhizhou's cold temperament, they can't even quarrel.

The original owner has the consciousness of being a wife, and no longer goes clubbing, drag racing, and does extreme sports, even if Jiang Zhizhou never cares about what she does.

Living with a kaolin flower like Jiang Zhizhou actually requires affordability.

But according to the things that the original owner did in the end, An Xian knew that what she loved most was only herself from beginning to end.

The original owner loved Jiang Zhizhou for seven years, and Jiang Zhizhou returned for most of his life.

Moreover, the small details of life extracted from the memory of the original owner, An Xian felt that Jiang Zhizhou loved her a lot.

It's just a carelessness that never finds out, a person who only likes to act and doesn't like words.

An Xian sighed, she still had the memory of talking to the original owner.

The reason why I am willing to accept this task of "falling in love" is only because I feel sorry for Jiang Zhizhou.

Of course...... Or because she can't refuse, and she also wants to try to fall in love.

She didn't know who she was, she didn't know where she came from, she only knew that only by completing this task could she return to her own world.

She has a deep, deep obsession with her own world.

Walking out of the alley, she found that the world had not changed much.

Although the development of science and technology is fast, there will also be bottlenecks.

But this so-called unhappiness is still quite amazing.

Everyone is equipped with a terminal, which replaces a mobile phone, a computer, or even an ID card.

And she just came in 2042, and she is still a black household without an ID card.

After calmly getting a "legal" identity for herself according to the experience of her previous life, she bought a terminal and entered her personal information into her personal terminal.

It took her all night.

When it was almost dawn, she found a hotel and slept with her head covered.

After sleeping well, she turned on the terminal, searched on the missing person software, and found a missing person notice to find the original owner.

She sighed, her heart softened, and she let the emotions of the original owner ferment.

There is really a person who has not given up looking for her for thirty years.

Thinking of the decision made by the original owner, he pursed his lips leisurely, only feeling that the word love was more like a burden to Jiang Zhizhou.

So, she will weave him a one for the rest of his life.

An Xian hates to fall in love with other people's bodies, but the original owner is scum enough, and the original owner's husband is pitiful enough, if he can deceive him for a lifetime, it will not be bad.

She doesn't need to have any psychological burden.

After getting up and dressing up, An Xian called an unmanned taxi and went to the address on the missing person notice on the website.

A very quiet community, and most of the people who live here are literate people, commonly known as educators.

Jiang Zhizhou, on the other hand, is an expert among educators, and he searched Jiang Zhizhou's name on the terminal, as well as his personal webpage, a fossil-level figure among archaeologists.

She took a look at his terminal fans, and there were tens of millions.

The most gratifying thing about the development of the flower grower so far is the elevation of the status of educators and scientists.

Thirty years ago, celebrities were more popular than scientists and educators.

And it is such a sought-after man who has been waiting for a woman for almost fifty years.

An Xian sighed and wanted to enter the community, but was stopped by the security guard.

"This little girl, brush the terminal."

An Xian looked at the scanner and said, "I didn't enter the news, but I am Jiang Zhizhou's wife." ”

"Aha? Are you Teacher Jiang's wife? The security guard was surprised, and then pouted, "Little girl, you have to be mellow when you lie, who doesn't know that Professor Jiang has been single for thirty years, where did he come from, or a young man like you!" You said you were his student, and it was pretty much the same. ”

Leisure: "......"

This face is very good-looking, and the key is that it is quite frozen.

Thirty years old wearing a school uniform can still play the kind of high school student, no wonder this security guard, who is at most in his forties, screams like a little girl.

An Xian: "Why don't you contact him?" ”

The security guard looked at An Xian suspiciously, and finally rolled his eyes and ignored her.

Leisure: "......"

I'm a little tired.

But she can't tell people that she has traveled through thirty years.

She looked at the terminal number under the missing person notice again, sighed, and contacted him herself.

The other party quickly connected: "Hello." ”

The voice was a little hoarse, not as clear as thirty years ago, but for some reason, the moment he heard it, it made An Xian's eyes red.

She didn't stop the original owner's emotion, and let it flow through her body.

"Hello, do you have any news of my wife?"

Jiang Zhizhou logged in to the missing person notice with a real name, and the terminal number must be separate, is it to get the information as soon as possible?

That's why I connected to this terminal so quickly.

The original owner's emotions were too complicated, and he didn't stop it, and even took the initiative to mobilize, which made her voice a little choked: "Jiang Zhizhou, I haven't seen you for thirty years, are you okay?" ”

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came through the terminal number, which was a little dull.

After about thirty seconds, Jiang Zhizhou's voice sounded again: "Where are you?" ”

An Xian raised his eyebrows, the other party's voice was quite calm, at least it sounded like that.

She said: "At the gate of the community where you live now, the security guard will not let you in." ”

"Wait for me."

Jiang Zhizhou said, but did not register the terminal number.

She leaned against the wall and listened to Jiang Zhizhou's movements.

He seemed to be in the car, and the frequency of his breathing indicated that he was not calm, that he did not speak, and neither did she.

An Xian was feeling the emotions that belonged to the original owner, which was very strange, but it made her more aware of how she should love Jiang Zhizhou.

She looked at the picture of Jiang Zhizhou saved on the terminal and was a little stunned.

Jiang Zhizhou in the picture is wearing a pair of glasses, looking at the camera, his eyes are soft, the corners of his mouth are smiling, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes are obvious, but they are not ugly, but his hair is completely white, he is only fifty-five years old.

Twenty-five-year-old Jiang Zhizhou doesn't smile often, but the person in the photo seems to have become accustomed to smiling at others.

Thirty years is just a moment for her, but for Jiang Zhizhou, it is a thorough thirty years.

How did he spend the past thirty years?

She heard the sound of wheels rubbing against the ground, looked up, and saw Uncle Jiang Zhizhou, who was wearing a gray sweater, black pants, and somewhat messy hair, standing not far away.

Fifty-five-year-old Jiang Zhizhou does not hunch his back, his waist is not bent, and his face even looks more like a man in his thirties, except for the somewhat piercing half-white hair.

She smiled at Jiang Zhizhou, but there were tears in the corners of her eyes: "Jiang Zhizhou." ”

Jiang Zhizhou seemed to be shocked, but perhaps from her voice, he already had a terrible conjecture, so he was quite calm at this time.

His back was straight, his posture was thin and straight, and he walked towards her step by step against the light.

He seemed to take a deep breath before saying, "Let's go." ”

Even closer, I can still see his aging from his slightly loose skin and the obvious crow's feet at the corners of his eyes.

An Xian lowered his head, and his voice was muffled: "Hmm." ”

Security guard: "Professor Jiang, you really know this little girl!" ”

Jiang Zhizhou opened his mouth, and before he could speak, An Xian smiled at him and said, "It's all said, I'm his wife." Then he took the initiative to take Jiang Zhizhou's arm.

Jiang Zhizhou's body seemed to stiffen for a moment, without refutation or affirmation, and finally walked out of the community with peace in the eyes of the security guard, "Why are you still joking, Professor Jiang, why don't you explain and explain".

When the security guard couldn't see it, he quietly broke away from her hand.

An leisurely pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

Nowadays, the elevator room has been fully counted, and high-tech such as personal terminals and portable butlers have become a reality.

Even the elevator has an elevator butler service, which is not the electricity used, so you don't have to worry about elevator accidents.

Because as long as there is a possibility of failure of the elevator, the elevator steward will remind and prevent it in advance.

In the event of an overload, etc., the elevator will not operate.

Before Jiang Zhizhou opened the door, An Xian's heart was beating fast.

She tugged at Jiang Zhizhou's sleeve with a little force, and her mood was extremely complicated, "Jiang Zhizhou, it's been thirty years, are you married?" ”

Jiang Zhizhou said gently: "No." ”

Of course, An Xian knew no, but the kind of apprehension just now was not pretended at all.

An Xian felt as if he was split, one was his original cold and cold self, and the other was devoted to himself and played the role of "An Xian".

She enjoyed the feeling that she had never experienced before.

It's like an actor, acting on set, enjoying that feeling of being fully engaged.

Her strengths over actors are her body and environment.

The body of the "played", the environment in which the "played" comes into contact.

"Welcome home."

Opening the door, a mechanical and electronic voice sounded.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhizhou explained: "This is an electronic housekeeper. ”

Under his hand, like thirty years ago, he took a pair of slippers for An Xian.

It was a brand new pair of women's slippers...... Who is it for?

Put it on leisurely, bow your head and stand at the door without moving: "The shoes are so beautiful." ”

Jiang Zhizhou seemed to have found nothing, and said lightly, "It's good to like it." She poured her the sour plum juice she liked to drink, and cut a plate of fruit.

An Xian walked around the room, looking at this house that was not full of life, with a complicated expression.

The house is a three-bedroom, two-living room and two-bathroom house, even in the past 30 years, there is still a shortage of houses for the people.

Such a house is definitely not the limit of Jiang Zhizhou.

However, for him, such a house is also very large, empty and deserted.

In the end, she was stunned when she saw the robot cat doll on the sofa.

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