Tomb Raider: To protect the research, the school flowers are rolled up in the tomb

Almost all the blood in his body was concentrated in his chest cavity, and the strong blood pressure was oppressing his crazily beating heart at this moment.

A large amount of blood gathered in this place, and it was urgent to find a vent to rush out to release the pressure.

In the end, the blood found a unified outlet.

Ye Fan's body trembled up and down twice, and his chest rose and fell quite severely.

A large amount of blood rushed out of his mouth.

Zhang Qiling's heart-piercing cry also reached Ye Fan's ears.

However, the shout only froze in Ye Fan's mind for a moment and then disappeared.

Instead, it was replaced by mechanical tinnitus.

For a moment, Ye Fan opened his eyes in a daze.

This voice sounded a little familiar to him, it sounded like the electrocardiogram of a patient whose heart had stopped beating after failing to be rescued on a hospital bed.

The picture in front of Ye Fan became a little blurred.

He felt like he was back on the hospital bed for a moment,

A doctor wearing a blue mask and a white cap, with only one pair of eyes exposed, bustled around above his head.

Ye Fan blinked and took a deep breath.

Immediately, another picture entered his mind.

In the screen, he is still himself in this world.

Talking, talking about his body in this world.

It looked like he was in high school, wearing the school uniform of a key high school in a certain city, walking on the way home from school. jj.br>

The boy was just like him, thin and tall.

Surrounded by a group of teenagers his age.

With a smile on his face, he walked with his companions talking and laughing, looking no different from the teenagers around him.

But Ye Fan still noticed that at this time Ye Fan already had Faqiu fingers.

Ye Fan realized that this was probably God's will, that is, what the system told him before, this body chose another Ye Fan.

But the strange thing is that he also felt a wonderful sense of familiarity from this self.

He watched "Ye Fan" stop in front of a fortune-telling booth with his friends.

Seeing this fortune-telling booth, Ye Fan showed a rather surprised expression.

He didn't expect that the old blind man had actually seen himself, or "Ye Fan".

What's more, he didn't expect that He Lianjing's side job would be really complicated.

He Lianjing was dressed in black and wore a pair of small round sunglasses. He looked very old-fashioned, and it really looked like that.

"Ye Fan" sat down in front of his fortune-telling booth, passed his wrist over, and said:

"Will you be unemployed after I cure your eyes?"

He Lianjing said with a smile:

"Fortune-telling by a blind man and fortune-telling by a liar are the same."

Then he looked at "Ye Fan"'s hand seriously and said:

"I see that the palm prints of the benefactor are messy, and the career line is broken in the middle. Maybe the college entrance examination has changed."

"Blind man, I have a golden Confucius here. As long as it is enshrined in the southeast corner of the house for a long time, it can be guaranteed to be named on the list of benefactors."

"Ye Fan" moved his head closer, as if he was looking at the career line mentioned by the blind man.

His friends patted Ye Fan's shoulder happily and said:

"I'll say that this kind of fortune-telling is all fake."

They introduced He Lianjing again:

"Brother Magic Stick, what you are counting now is the life of a super student in our class."

"Even if this guy does the test with his left foot, he can still get into the school he wants to go to."

"Ye Fan" himself said with a look of disdain:

"Can you do it? Isn't this a lifeline?"

"If you tell fortunes like this, will you be reported?"

Then, he sincerely introduced to He Lianjing:

"If it doesn't work, you'd better go to the roadside stall and buy an introductory book on palmistry."

While speaking, "Ye Fan" withdrew his hand.

He Lianjing also touched his chin, feeling a little emotional:

"Is this a lifeline?"

"Shouldn't be."

"Tsk..."

He suddenly realized something and looked up at Ye Fan.

This pair of small round glasses has smaller lenses than the sunglasses he usually wears, so apart from the eyes, other muscles on the face can clearly express his current emotions.

He Lianjing looked at "Ye Fan" complainingly, and said:

"How do you say that in front of my potential customers?"

Ye Fan laughed out loud, stood up from the chair, and said:

"Aren't you also only able to deceive some little girls who were captured by your lower half of your face?"

"I'm leaving, next time I'll bring you the Prime Minister's Palmistry Encyclopedia."

He Lianjing sat back on the back of the chair impatiently, waved to him lazily, and said:

"let's go."

"be careful on the road."

Ye Fan looked at these pictures and wanted to laugh for a moment.

But the next moment, he saw the boy died in a dark river.

Although he did not see the cause of death, Ye Fan speculated that this time was not far from the time when the conversation between him and He Lianjing took place.

Ye Fan suddenly felt an illusion of drowning. After struggling for a while in such pain, Ye Fan suddenly sat up from the water again.

He took a few breaths, and another scene had changed before his eyes.

It's still him, but he looks smaller than the high school student before. Some handsome outlines have appeared on his face, but they haven't fully grown.

Ye Fan speculated that this was a junior high school student.

He was squatting on a country road, his legs spread apart, his arms drooping on his knees.

The expression on his face seemed to contain some arrogance that was in line with his age.

If there is another grass leaf in his mouth, he will look like a street slut.

Suddenly, the little boy glanced aside.

Ye Fan thought he had been discovered, and just took a breath, when he saw that the little boy really pulled out a grass leaf and put it in his mouth.

Ye Fan: ...

It's not surprising at all, and it's not disappointing at all.

It seems that it is a very high school age.

Suddenly, a mastiff rushed over from the other side of the path, followed by a boy in white running in this direction.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes.

He recognized that this was Guan Gen, who was about the same size as this brat.

Chapter 487 The Forever Young Master

The arrogant young boy opened his arms to the running big dog, and also yelled with a smile:

"Little Third Master!"

The next moment, his thin body was thrown by the big dog that stood taller than him.

One person and one dog quickly rolled into a ball on the ground.

Guan Gen, who was called the little third master, stopped halfway with a smile, as if he couldn't stop laughing and felt a little exhausted, so he had to stay where he was and laugh with his knees propped up.

However, this "little third master" also made Ye Fan guess that the boy's body may not live in a real boy's soul.

Because he only read "Notes" after graduating from junior high school.

Thinking that the body of this middle school boy lived in a person whose actual age should have been out of this age.

Ye Fan felt that the squatting posture of the street runner just now didn't seem to be acting.

If anyone could see his expression now, they would definitely be able to see the bright contempt on his face.

However, when I think about if this person is me.

Even if it was a person who was very similar to himself, Ye Fan felt that he would indeed do such a thing.

After all, a man is a teenager until he dies.

This sentence is actually incomplete.

To be more precise, it should be that the man was a sophomore in middle school until his death.

Even now, he still needs to spend some attention on preventing himself from making air shots in public.

Ye Fan continued to look at the picture in front of him.

The fact that the young boy Ye Fan also met the little third master was also beyond his expectations.

And this little third master, and the Guan Gen he saw now, didn't look like the same person had a childhood.

I saw that the little third master put his hands on his knees, bent over and smiled for a while.

It wasn't until the young "Ye Fan" was completely at a disadvantage in this battle between humans and dogs that the little third master finally gasped and said:

"Donkey Dandan, stop making trouble with Brother Ye Fan."

Hearing the words "Brother Ye Fan", Ye Fan's old face turned red.

With some resentment, he looked at the young boy who had just escaped from the dog's hooves and had turned into a little boy.

He thought that even if it was him, Guan Gen would call him that, wouldn't he be a bit uneasy about Bilian?

Could it be that Ye Fan in this period has drawn Zhang Bilian's character card?

Or, to be more direct, he got the character card of Hei Xiazi and decided to restore this character card perfectly?

The little boy sat up, with one knee protruding, and his arm drooping on top of the protruding knee.

Another very chic look.

But from Ye Fan's perspective as an adult now, Ye Fan felt that the person present who thought he was as handsome as this pose should be the only one involved.

The big mastiff called Donkey Dandan was jumping around the little boy like an antelope.

Ye Fan frowned again, there was a feeling that even the name Donkey Dandan was given by this young boy.

In the distance, the third master laughed enough, and continued to walk towards this person and dog.

The two young boys sat side by side, but the backs of the two thin little boys looked as big as the back of Donkey Dandan.

Donkey Dandan sat side by side with the two young boys honestly.

The little third master sighed and said:

"Today third uncle left me here alone again and ran away."

The little boy then answered: