Zhang Junjun was surprised not only by the beginning and end of the matter, but also by Wang Xinyao's unexpected appearance, after a few years, now he has completely changed as a person, and his whole body exudes a suffocating coldness, as if he is from another unknown world. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoNo matter what she thinks of Wang Xinyao, at least one thing remains the same, she deeply dislikes this person from the bottom of her bones for appearing in her peaceful life.

His mood was extremely calm, he had been accustomed to the life of a person over the years, accustomed to the indifference of being rejected by her, and he was very open to what was going on around him now, perhaps because of his age. Over the years, he has experienced many things that have made him mature a lot, and he has also changed his view of feelings, the only thing that cannot be changed is his almost obsessive longing for Zhang Junjun. Countless nights when he suddenly woke up, trapped in endless darkness, unable to suppress the horror in his heart, and was separated from the love of his life early in this life, which made him mentally tormented. Why can he give up life and death, but can't fulfill the wish of loving someone, maybe this is his calamity, so he chose to come to her world before he died, before forgetting her, to find the answer, so as not to leave him with too many regrets in this life.

Even he didn't know why he went to the overpass on this day, sitting on the iron railing of the overpass, looking at the crowds of vehicles coming and going and the rolling river, stuffing cheap cigarettes in his mouth, letting the smoke fade away the sadness on his face. For many days he had been busy searching for all kinds of traces, recalling all kinds of things, trying to get the truth from them about what had happened to the field today, but his brain had been cut off, and he could not recall what unimaginable accident had happened on the train that day, and the car he was in was burned beyond recognition and charred. At this moment, he left everything behind, not caring whether it was life or death, whether it was a person or a ghost, maybe from the moment Zhang Junjun recognized him, everything seemed insignificant......

Zhang Enyang's condition miraculously improved rapidly, and the most exciting thing was that she finally woke up, as Wang Xinyao said to Dongcheng. After the doctor examined her blood, she was surprised to find that the blood had returned to normal! After a few days of recuperation, the outspoken Zhang Enyang appeared in everyone's sight in a ghostly and clever manner, as if he had gone on another thrilling trip, and after he came back, everything was as before, shining in front of everyone.

All relatives and friends were cheering, vying to have a grand drinking party to suppress Zhang Enyang's shock, so that everyone could relax and relax their tense nerves, and everyone's mental state was on the verge of collapse these days...... Although Dongcheng was on her side, he didn't dare to speak lightly about all her actions, for fear that something would be wrong, Zhang Enyang Nan Nizi shook her head again, fainted and fell unconscious without saying a word, so she could only let her love be as she wanted.

Qiye's figure disappeared into a dark corner of that night, if it weren't for Wang Xinyao's help, the female college student would have been plundered, and she was afraid that she would be vague if she survived, she drank Wang Xinyao's blood, and the virus in her body would soon be exhausted, so that all the eyes of the other party would be transferred to Wang Xinyao and him, according to his understanding of this organization, a life-and-death contest has just begun. He was thrilled that he had been on the run for years and had finally found someone who had the same ability as him, and if nothing else, they would be on the same side against the organization, and this time he would not back down even if he gave up everything. He came to this world with the reputation of the demon god, in order to find that person, he has been in the continuous persecution and pursuit of this organization for many years, and now he unexpectedly found that that person is undoubtedly Wang Xinyao, he smelled the breath of Wang Xinyao that belongs to the devil, only the devil has such an expression of disregard for everything in the world, it is undeniable that Wang Xinyao will be his most powerful teammate - they will create a great era!

Seven nights, what a beautiful reputation! Only this middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life could reveal the secret of his Wang Xinyao, and Wang Xinyao was in a state of contemplation. Maybe he Wang Xinyao still has a lost past life, and in the previous life, he and Qiye were brothers who went to life and death to share hardships, and in this life, he wanted to turn the page with his own hands, at the moment of seeing Qiye, Wang Xinyao had a feeling of déjà vu, and this feeling was very strong, which made him excited, the other party's eyes were very special, and he could vaguely feel that it was a kind of indifference that had endured the vicissitudes of life and death.

Zhang Enyang's serious illness recovered, which made Zhang Junjun excited for a while, the gloom that plagued her disappeared, everything returned to calm, and she returned to normal life, there is no need to think about Wang Xinyao's annoying guy, I believe that he will automatically disappear from her world if he is bored, and there is no need for her to issue an expulsion order.

She slept late that day, planning to get up early and catch up on some homework, but when she woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning, the window was full of dazzling sunlight, and there was a hot breath in the air, in Wuhan under the scorching sun, this kind of weather was simply an inhuman torture for people.

After Zhang Junjun finished washing, he simply ate a cake, drank a bottle of milk, and after dressing up a little, he went to the library as if nothing had happened. When she arrived at the library, she realized that something seemed to be wrong, and there were several people gathered not far from the library, in groups of three or five, talking about it, at least three or five hundred. Zhang Junjun didn't care about the trivial matters around her, but she glanced in the direction where everyone was looking, and suddenly her face couldn't hide her surprise, everyone was looking at the complex, and on the top of the nineteen-storey building, there was a young man in his twenties who was sitting on the fence on the edge of the roof, his legs were hanging in the air, as if he was indulging in some kind of reverie, completely ignoring everything around him! At this time, the scorching sun shone on his long yellowed hair, a high-necked coat, light blue jeans, and a pair of earthy yellow leather boots on his feet, his hair completely covered his face, and the wind blew, and his shirt and long hair fluttered in the wind, revealing his half of his melancholy and sad face, and above him was a snow-bright blue sky, a scenery that seemed to have everything in the world frozen for him.

To be able to enjoy the scenery of the entire campus in this way, he seems to be the first and last, and his figure can't help but look cold!

The mood of the onlookers was completely different from his, few people dared to look down on the entire campus from such a high place, and if they fell from there, they would surely fall into a pool of bloody blood, with broken bones and shattered internal organs. More and more pedestrians gathered, all of them kept looking up and exclaiming. Unbelievable, his body almost fell over the edge of the building, his legs dangling in the air, his hands hanging at his sides, not gripping the fence tightly!

"Wang Xinyao-" Zhang Junjun suddenly felt a cold sweat coming, and his heart was cold, although his face was buried under his long hair, she recognized him at a glance, a simple tan turtleneck coat, blue jeans, and a pair of white earthy yellow barrel leather boots, only he could exude such a suffocating coldness, and only he had such a look of disregard for everything.

This kind of him surprised her too much, is he really not afraid of death, just looking down from there is already dazzling and scattered, not to mention that at this time he completely ignores everything around him and sits on the fence, looking deep in thought!

Something even more incredible must have happened that night when everyone was so soft that everyone was on the ground, that early that morning she could see from Wang Xinyao's tired figure that he had not slept all night!

He was in the air at a height of tens of meters, not because of his body, but because of his mood, even if he fell from there, with his current strength, it would be certain death, he was not a god! He knew this very well, but his mood was so gloomy that he could transcend life and death! I don't know what sad thing he thought, he suddenly stood up, and for a while he seemed excited, resolutely opened his arms, faced the wind, and used all his strength to look up to the sky and roar to his heart's content, so as to vent the depression and depression in his heart.

Hundreds of people looked at the man on the roof of the building with a blank face, he suddenly stood up, his body shook a few times, almost lost his balance, everyone couldn't help but exclaim, looking nervous, and then heard a heart-rending roar, resounding in the sky, everyone was inevitably infected, and the mood seemed to become excited.

Ah—his voice was stretched long, his shirt and long hair fluttering in the wind, and his face was revealed. It was a painful face, half intact, while the other half was wrinkled and scorched, so terrifying that one couldn't help but suffocate at the sight.

"Why do I exist painfully, sad, miserable, lonely, helpless, like a fallen leaf in *, without relatives and without a reason, wandering all my life, wandering all my life, beginning with pain, but not ending happily...... Who cares about my past, I am willing to give my heart to her!" Wang Xinyao shouted wildly to the sky, and the people who were watching were silent for a while, looking at him in a daze, with a look of Chu Chu flashing in their eyes.

Zhang Junjun's face was pale, and his heart was overwhelming, and he couldn't believe it, Wang Xinyao ......

Wang Xinyao vented the anguish in his heart, if it weren't for such a person, it would make no difference whether he lived or died, but now he has such a face, no one or no ghost, his nerves have reached the verge of collapse in the face of such a blow. Everyone was stunned, their hearts were in their throats, his toes were already showing the edge of the fence, and once he lost his balance, he would fall straight to the ground like a kite with a broken string!

"Who is that young man, he must have suffered a huge blow to make such a move!" the crowd whispered.

Wang Xinyao roared for a long time, without any ties, until finally his voice was hoarse, his body lost his strength and collapsed, his knees fell to the ground suddenly, his heart fluctuated, as if he was sobbing, and seemed to be struggling helplessly. Some people thought that the man was going to fall down the building and die, dialed 110, several police officers hurriedly arrived, just took the elevator to the top floor, and took a closer look, the man was gone, but found that there were a few sticks of incense that were about to burn out, and a small fire was burning on the edge, and some banknotes were scattered on the ground......

It was a small town in the south in the early eighties of the twentieth century, hundreds of families in the town, living in poverty and comfort, in the late autumn on a drizzly evening, a man and a woman helped each other to move into this barren town, all in rags, the shoes on their feet had long been dilapidated, the trouser legs and shoes were covered with mud, they were all about twenty-seven or eight years old, the woman was on a stick of the same height as her, and the man was supporting and leading the way.

The weather at the end of autumn is unbearable cold one after another, and a little light rain is already the cold of winter. The man and woman were soaked in the cold wind, their whole bodies were already soaked, and they kept shivering, but they still supported each other and begged from house to house along the street, and the broken bowl in their hands was dipped in a little fine grain of rice, and a lot of rain had accumulated. At that time, life was extremely poor, and every family tightened their belts to live, although they looked at the two of them pitifully, they just shook their heads and sighed, and they were not willing to give half a grain of rice.

The rain did not fall all the time, and then a cold wind blew, making the lips of the man and woman begging in the wind and rain purple, and their faces were bloodless, and they shivered with cold, like branches and leaves swaying in the wind and rain.

As the night grew darker, the streets were scarcely crowded with pedestrians, and few people cared about the poor pair of beggars. They had been hungry for two days, feeding on the rain and weeds, begging in the rain with all their strength, and if they could not get anything to eat, they would die in the late autumn night.

As usual, he has been busy all day, if he hadn't known a few big characters and written a good hand, I'm afraid he would have starved to death at the end of the streets. I had a simple dinner at the owner's house, and I was busy until late at night, when the clocks and watches were still luxuries, and I didn't know what time it was at night to transcribe the form at hand, and simply said a few polite words to the owner, braved the drizzle, and rushed to the direction of home. It is said that it is just a place to eat and live, although it is two small and small houses with a small earth-made structure, but it has lost the warmth and vitality of the past.

Due to the middle of the family, his parents died one after another, the eldest brother missed his parents excessively, and as a result, he became ill, and he followed in a few years, leaving him alone, young and strong, diligent in hard work, it didn't hurt, that year he negotiated a marriage with a girl in the town, and he didn't want to follow the people in the town to open the mountain to build a road, and bad luck finally befell him. Due to negligent management, the hoarding of hundreds of pounds of zha medicine suddenly caught fire and exploded, killing more than 30 people on the spot, flesh and blood flying, the surrounding branches were hung with the intestines and livers of the victims, the families of the victims cried and cried, and the whole town was still dark for a while, and the mountains were full of sorrow. Many of the victims were not even found, they were blown into bloody mince, and the scene of the disaster was full of stumps and broken arms, and blood flowed all over the ground, which was unbearable.

He collapsed in a burst of tearing pain, his whole body was covered with broken stones, and he instantly turned into a bloody man. A few days later, he woke up, only to find that his face was a blur of flesh and blood, not only lost his right eye, but also saw off his left leg, leaving empty trousers, and the agreed lover also abandoned him, married and had children with others, for which he was forty and three, and had been living alone coldly, surviving for the rest of his life.

The drizzle was falling unhurriedly, drenching the late autumn town in wet mud and carrying a biting chill in the wind. It was not a long way from the owner to his residence, but for a person like him, it was indeed a long and difficult one. Through the faint light of a family's house, he can barely see the dark road, the road is extremely slippery, and I don't know how many times he slipped on this slippery road, the light is muddy, the heavy nose is blue and the face is swollen, the most serious one he also broke an arm, the pain made him grit his teeth, tears like rain, if it wasn't for the passers-by who happened to pass by to rescue him, I am afraid that he would have gone to the underworld early to reunite with his family. It took him more than half a year to heal his arm, or the source of his food would have been cut off.

It was a very cold night, and he tightened his coat and staggered home with a pair of crutches, and walked for about a quarter of an hour, and by the faint light he could see the vague outline of his house in the darkness. When he was about to stop to catch his breath, he faintly heard a whimper, intermittent, to be precise, a woman's desober sobbing, which made him feel a sudden shock, how could there be a woman crying in the middle of the night! He hurried eagerly to the source of the sound, only to find that under an old plane tree, a woman in ragged and unkempt clothes was crying gloomily.

The woman seemed to sense something, and cried out in a desolate and eager cry, "I beg you good Samaritan to save my brother...... I will make you a cow and a horse in this life and this life...... Please save my brother......"

He saw clearly that in the arms of the weeping woman was lying a man of a year, his clothes were in tatters, his hair was dirty, and his face was gray, and this man was already dying, motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dying, the woman holding him stretched out her dirty hands and grabbed something in the air, she was actually blind!

"Please, kind-hearted man, save my brother......" The woman whimpered in a weak, eager voice, looking sad and helpless, and her face was already full of tears.

When he saw such a scene, he couldn't help but have an astringency in his eyes, there are people in this world who are as miserable as him! For a while, he was excited and comforted: "Don't be sad, girl, let me see what is wrong with him-" As he said that, he moved to the two men on crutches, and in a panic he dropped his crutches, bent down, and reached out to probe the man's breathing and heartbeat. At this time, the man on the ground was still breathing, his heartbeat was extremely weak, and the woman was crying tirelessly, and her voice was hoarse.

"Don't worry, girl, he still has a heartbeat, and he still has a save—" As he said he hurriedly untied his coat and put it over the man's body, and he seemed to hear the sound of his own chaotic heartbeat, and the strings in his heart tightened.

The woman heard a strange and eager voice, her sobbing gradually stopped, her face was still with tears, and her mouth kept repeating: "Please, kind people, save my brother, I can't live without my brother......"

She stretched out her trembling hand to touch it, and felt a warm big hand and a cane—

He was very close to the scruffy strange woman, her frightened face was filled with tears, and he reached out and took her hand: "Don't be sad, my brother will be fine, maybe he just fainted from hunger, I'll call someone, wait here for me don't go away, I'll be back soon-"

There was a hint of warmth in her flustered and cold world, holding that big hand, she sensed something, the whimper gradually stopped, and then heard the hurried "footsteps" and hurriedly left, until the sound disappeared in her ears, her world experienced a long silence, her hand still stopped in mid-air, maintaining the posture of being held, could he have lied to him and walked away......

It didn't take long for the sound of hurried footsteps to be heard, mixed with the sound of crutches tapping the ground hurriedly, and as she got closer, her mood suddenly became excited, tears suddenly flowed out, and the cold tears on her face became hot, they were tears of excitement.

"And help, quick, help me on my back, go to my house-"

"Give me that!"

"No, there's no one in my family, send it to my house, it's going to be too late—"

"Brother Wang......"

"Don't delay, listen to me, although my family is a little poor, but it's more convenient than yours, you all have a family, I'm lonely, I'm not afraid of others gossiping-"

"Well, you can't stay behind to take care of this girl, we'll be back soon......" A chaotic and heavy footstep sounded, and she could hear that it was him and the other two!

"Don't worry, girl, my brother will be fine, trust me!"

In the darkness, she touched the big hands with the heat again, and he put a coarse cloth coat over her: "It will be warmer...... He comforted the miserable woman, her world was dark, shivering in the rain, what a poor person! she clung to those hands, and her restless world was warm......

It was an old house with a simple mud structure, and the drizzle kissed the black tiles of unknown years, and in this room, a kerosene lamp was lit, and its faint light dispelled the darkness and dampness of the house. The doors and windows were closed very tightly, the furnishings in the room were very simple, a few low tables and chairs, but very tidy, the inside of the room was much warmer than the outside, an unkempt woman sat on the edge of the bed wrapped in a broken blanket, her dirty hands clenched a pair of thin hands, eagerly waiting for the other party to wake up, that was her only relative in the world!

After a period of busyness, the cold hut was warmed, and the fire in the stove was burning brightly, and the little pot on the stove was steaming hot, and it was not a stove to speak of, but a few ugly broken bricks made of a simple stove, and at this time let the fierceness of the fire dispel the darkness and coldness of the room.

After pouring a burst of hot soup, the unconscious man's face was bloody, and his breathing became much smoother and stronger, and finally after tasting a burst of hot chicken soup, it was much more reassuring. His life is extremely poor, sometimes he eats the last meal without the next meal, and after eating the next meal and worries about the next meal, everything is extremely frugal, and the salt is easy to get, but the lard is tight all year round! It is already a luxury to be able to eat a few meals of meat a year, and he often eats a few catties of grain and rice mixed with wild vegetables, and then sprinkles some sporadic lard to save a month. His legs and feet were extremely inconvenient, and he was blind in one eye, and alone, it was extremely difficult.

He wanted the poor woman to drink some hot soup and gruel, but she stubbornly refused to eat and drink, and refused to eat until her brother woke up, and tears fell down her eyes as she spoke.

"Girl, eat something, if you are hungry, who will take care of your brother, you don't eat or drink like this, even if your brother wakes up, you have already fallen, be obedient, believe me!"

"Don't eat, I won't eat anything until my brother wakes up, I'll wait until my brother wakes up-" She sobbed slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he saw it, and he walked up to her in distress, and couldn't help but squeeze her cold hand, which made her cold world frightened, and her face was overwhelmed with panic.

"I understand your feelings! Brother is your only support, but you should also understand that you are also your brother's only support! Everything he does is for you, you not only have to live for yourself, but also live well for your brother, if your brother wakes up and knows that you are guarding him without eating or drinking, he will be very sad, I don't think you will let a person who loves you feel sorry for you, you have to cherish your body, drink this bowl of hot porridge-" For many years, he has never said such sensational words to anyone, it has been twenty-one years!

She was touched by his words, and it had been many years since a stranger had spoken such warm words to her, and her tears welled up again, and a whimper made him panic.

"Girl, don't cry, make me feel uncomfortable!" he said as he wiped her tears, his own eyes bitter.

"I don't cry, I don't cry, I'm just excited, for my brother, for myself, I can't fall ......"

Watching the poor woman drink the bowl of rice gruel, a trace of relief struggled to squeeze into his shriveled and wrinkled face......

There is no shortage of kind-hearted strangers in this world, and they can only be kind-hearted, giving you a few meals, but when you are reduced to begging for a living on the streets, willing to stretch out your hands to save you, maybe you will only meet once in this life, he is not for anything else, only to sympathize with the suffering people, because he is also a suffering person, maybe his fate will not be changed by others in this life, but he can also change the fate of people who are more bitter than him, just once, his soul has been immortalized! It is his pity for those who shed the same tears as himself, and it is also a pity for himself.

He lingered in a chaotic world, time seemed to stand still, his body was cold, his body lost strength, like shredded paper in muddy water, unable to break free. His stomach was empty, and the colics tortured his nerves, and he almost didn't even have the strength to breathe, and it was even more extravagant to open his heavy eyelids, and in the endless darkness, great fear devoured his soul, as if his throat was being restrained by a pair of iron tongs, and every flesh and blood in his body was gnawed by thousands of ants......

I don't know how many painful and long reincarnations passed, and his dead body felt warm! Unbelievably warm—and then he felt the temperature in his throat, and a sweet warm current slid through his throat, he couldn't believe it, it was true! The warm current slid through his throat, down the twists and turns of his intestines, moistening his stomach, and his long-thirsty gastrointestinal cells had the weakest reaction, which was the salt and water they urgently needed! As the warm currents poured in one after another, the gastrointestinal cells began to react violently, frantically sucking the energy and nutrients in the warm currents, which were the fuel they desperately needed to provide them with endless power! As the energy and nutrients spread again and again, every cell in his body began to function normally, a burst of busyness, followed by a burst of incomparable warmth through the subtle tissues in his body, enabling all the means of transmission that could be used, through tunnels, land routes, and waterways, quickly penetrating every corner of his body, and his heart had the strongest beat...... His chaotic world began to bloom in spring, and finally a hundred flowers bloomed, presenting a spring full of vitality!