(Note: Fanwai occurred in the 0th epoch, which is the first epoch that did not occur in cycles, that is, the primordial epoch.) Because of the subsequent multiple cycles, the timeline oscillated, which in turn affected the 0th life. ）

January 10, 2043.

Zhang Jingchan dreamed again.

In the dream, there was a woman whose face could not be seen clearly, sitting in front of him, reciting English. He heard himself correct her grammar over and over again, and he was still ruthless in his dreams.

Like a young man on the head.

Zhang Jingchan opened his eyes and looked at the room as empty as before, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly. He had no lover in his life, and he was dying of middle age, but he began to see that person in his dreams every night.

It's ridiculous.

Zhang Jingchan changed into a suit and tied his tie, and the man in the mirror was handsome and upright and still looked like a young man, but his temples were gray, and the corners of his eyes also had very light fine lines.

In January 2022, his father Zhang Moyun committed suicide; A year later, Wu Xinhui committed suicide.

At the end of 2024, Zhang Jingchan paid off his father's remaining debts, and Huicui Group has soared ever since.

There has been no woman by his side, he has not deliberately looked for it, and he has not met what he wants. Even if there is a suitable one, Zhang Jingchan, who is in his thirties, has a heart that has long been cold and rotten, and he really can't raise any interest in chasing anyone's love.

It doesn't matter if it's been stumbling until it's in his forties.

Huicui's operation is in full swing, mature and stable. Today, Zhang Jingchan only needs to go to the helm of the company occasionally, and his own professional managers implement his wishes. Li Yunmo bears the name of the company's director and vice president, but he is also in a semi-retired state, and his wife and children are hot on the kang every day, circling around them. Zhang Jingchan has no children of her own, and she likes Li Yunmo's son and daughter very much, and she is their godfather.

The driver and bodyguards were already waiting downstairs, and today was the day when Zhang Jingchan went to the headquarters to inspect as usual. He sat down in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce, his eyes slightly closed, thinking about the group.

At a certain moment, Zhang Jingchan suddenly opened his eyes.

He heard her.

"Zhang Jingchan, go take a bath! I'll give you an answer after taking a shower! ”

It was the first time he had heard her voice in a waking state. In his mind, a fragment of memory that should not have existed immediately appeared:

In the small room, he holds a plate of oranges in his hand and eats them all the time.

The girl sat on the bed with her knees crossed, and he knew that her face must be very red, and she said, "Or don't eat it."

He said, "There is not a single thing left of what you have given me."

Then there are some chaotic and fragmented images, he holds her in his lap, she is trembling all over, and she pleads in a low voice, saying that she can't stand it and really can't stand it. He heard his own satisfied chuckle and his own rapid gasp.

He heard himself say to her: I love you.

Zhang Jingchan raised his hand, wiped his face, and touched the wetness of his hand. The bodyguards beside him didn't dare to come out: "Dong Zhang? ”

Zhang Jingchan waved his hand, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the bodyguard had already handed over the tissue. Zhang Jingchan took a tissue, didn't wipe it, pressed his eyes, and there was a self-deprecating smile in his voice: "Keep moving forward, don't stop." ”

When he got off the bus at the company, he was greeted by a group of executives, and Zhang Jingchan had returned to normal, and he couldn't see the slightest tears. After half a day, Zhang Jingchan sat in the chairman's office, which was often empty on the top floor, and took a nap.

These two Hui Cui buildings, which were built when he was in his twenties, have been renovated several times in the past 20 years, and are still one of the most brilliant commercial buildings in Xiangcheng.

Zhang Jingchan took a cup of tea and walked to a wide floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the buildings and the flowing Xiangjiang River.

A vague figure appeared in front of him.

She stood on tiptoe to him, looked out the window, and said, the ancients said, 'One person has attained the Tao and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven', and he will not deceive me! Thank you Mr. Zhang for giving me this opportunity to climb high and look far.

Another phantom appeared, as if he was young, buttoning people to the glass surface, and kissing them so comprehensively to the fullest.

He asked her: Who is your boyfriend?

He asked three times and kissed three times until she was forced to say: Zhang Jingchan, I never wanted to be with you.

The teacup in Zhang Jingchan's hand shattered to the ground with a "bang", he took two steps back in a hurry, pressed his forehead, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were already red.

Not an illusion.

Not a pipe dream.

A strong instinct told him that it had really happened, but that he had forgotten it.

But who is she? Where is she? When did those things happen?

——

Zhang Jingchan hadn't seen Xu Yi for a year or two.

Both are business predators in Central China, and over the years, the two have competed and cooperated, which is very common. The two are also chess opponents, although they have not been deeply friends, but they have a sense of sympathy.

However, in Li Yunmo's eyes, Xu Yi is much more successful than his Zen brother. Because Xu Yi married the only daughter of a famous consortium when he was 35 years old, and now has two sons and a daughter, he is a model of harmonious family happiness for husband and wife in the industry.

The next day, Zhang Jingchan and Xu Yi met at a government meeting. Under the bright lights, the same man in a suit and leather shoes, the same stars holding the moon, the two just knew each other and smiled, shaking hands like old friends.

"The few pieces of land that Xu Dong has taken in Huaxi over the years are very large."

"Where, it's not as good as Ah Chan's layout in BJ, you have a unique vision, and you have to admire."

When the words fell, both of them were stunned.

In business, the two were not close to each other thirty years ago, and when they met in the mall, Xu Yi always called him "Zhang Dong" or "Zhang Zong".

The title of "Achan" has long been called with the death of Zhang Moyun and his wife.

Today, Xu Yi blurted out, as if it was back then.

The two of them crossed eyes, and they both saw the surge and suspicion in each other's eyes. Zhang Jingchan lowered his eyes, and his mind changed in an instant.

That secret, the secret hidden in the depths of time and forgotten, Xu Wei also has a share.

After this thrilling greeting, the two men turned around and walked with their backs. Step by step, they stepped on the red velvet carpet, but it was like stepping on the whirlpool of fate. The buried memories came to the two of them at the same time.

Zhang Jingchan saw the gate of the factory, and the body of the crane was silently attacking him; He saw himself lying in a pool of blood, but he looked like a girl; Seeing her crying and hugging herself, her soul was in his body.

He saw that he punched Xu Yi hard, Xu Yi was laughing, but his eyes were red. And she stood in the midst of them, her eyes only looking at him.

He also saw that under the high cliff, Xu Yi fell in the wind, the police lights flashed, Xu Yi was shot three times, and Cheng Chuan's hysterical shouts were in his ears.

……

Zhang Jing turned his head suddenly, just right, Xu Yi, who was more than ten meters away, also turned around at this time, the two looked at each other quietly, Xu Yi suddenly smiled, shook his head, and strode away, his posture resolute.

Xu Yi is determined to move forward along the current trajectory of his life and no longer pay attention to those distant fragments of time.

But what about Zhang Jingchan?

He had always been a sane and even cold man, should he be trapped in these ethereal illusions?

(End of chapter)