After my soul traveled through time and space, I became the male protagonist Bai Yueguang

After Du Ren left with several young men from society, the back street became desolate and bleak. The cold wind blew dust and dead leaves from the ground into the air, and the sound of roller shutters being pulled could be heard from the street connected to the back street.

Shen Zhao walked towards the exit and stood at the entrance to the back street. He watched the elderly shop owners close the iron gates, lock the doors, light a cigarette, and leave with heavy steps.

The unstable voltage lights on the street flickered, and the sound of electric current passing through the aisle could be heard from time to time. Shen Zhao stood under the light and rubbed his frozen hands. He had not noticed it when he was arguing with Du Ren and the others just now, but now he felt that the weather was getting colder.

The exhaled gas turned into white mist in the air. She exhaled a few times and looked up at the sky. She saw a snowflake falling, a white crystal, light and airy. She stretched out her hand and let the ice flower fall into her palm. It stayed for only a moment, watching it gradually melt into water droplets.

Gradually, snowflakes fluttered, danced in the air, and fell on the vast earth.

Everything in front of her became blurry. Shen Zhao turned around and looked towards the cold back street. She felt her mind was in a mess. After a while, she seemed to see a thin young man lying on the back street. His forehead was broken, and blood slowly flowed out from there, then crossed his face, turning into a shocking stream of blood, winding around his cheek.

It was on such a winter day that the breath he exhaled turned into a cloud of white mist. Shen Zhao watched the cloud of white mist gradually become thinner. She wanted to move forward, but her feet seemed to be fixed. He was dressed extremely thinly, wearing only the autumn clothes of Deyan Middle School, and not even the winter cotton-padded jacket. His hands were frozen red and fell weakly to the ground. Suddenly, the young man looked in the direction of Shen Zhao.

Shen Zhao could see clearly that it was a childish face, but she knew the facial features very well. Even though it was dying, it could not hide its radiance in the winter. The skin was ice, the bones were jade, the eyebrows were sword-like, the eyes were phoenix-like, the nose was high and the lips were thin. When he looked at her, his eyes seemed to be filled with starlight, as if he saw hope. She wanted to walk over to him, and even wanted to run towards him regardless of everything.

Just as she was about to run over, her hand sank and she was pulled back by a force. She turned her head angrily, only to see Mu Yanchen looking at her anxiously. All her emotions disappeared. "Zhao Zhao," his voice was as warm and gentle as the sun in the winter, "Don't go!"

"I saw a young man lying there!" Shen Zhao turned around and pointed to the depths of the cold and gloomy back street.

The fluttering snowflakes blocked his view, but Shen Zhao still found that there was nothing deep in the back street and the wounded young man had disappeared.

how come?

"There's nothing there. Okay, are you okay?" Mu Yanchen nervously held Shen Zhao's hand and stuffed her red, frozen little hand into his warm pocket.

She turned her head away in a daze, looking up at the familiar features. She reached out and covered his face, tracing it inch by inch. Yes, that young man looked a lot like Mu Yanchen, but he looked only about ten years old...

"What's wrong?" Mu Yanchen patiently let her hands do evil things to his face. His eyes, like deep pools, stared at her, revealing the most moving emotions.

"Do you have a brother?"

The unreasonable question also made Mu Yanchen stunned, and he slowly shook his head.

Shen Zhao continued, "Really? I just saw a young man who looked a lot like you, but he had a head injury and was lying in the back street," she pointed in the direction of the back street, "dying, but now he's gone."

Mu Yanchen then raised his eyes to look at the back street. It was as dilapidated as before. Although it brought him some bad memories, there were still some good ones. His eyes darkened and he lowered his eyes to look at the girl in his arms. "Maybe it's just your hallucination. The security is very good now. Such a thing will not happen."

Shen Zhao blinked his eyes. Indeed, there was nothing there. Maybe it was because he didn’t get enough sleep?

Mu Yanchen pulled Shen Zhao's hand and said, "Let's go. Let's go back."

Shen Zhao responded obediently. Since Mu Yanchen was already here, it would be unreasonable for her not to go back.

In the car, Shen Zhao sat obediently beside Mu Yanchen, waiting for Mu Yanchen to ask questions, but the journey was already halfway through and Mu Yanchen hadn't said anything from beginning to end. He just simply held her soft and boneless hand, interlocking their fingers.

Finally, Shen Zhaoxian couldn't hold back any more. She turned her head to look at Mu Yanchen, "Don't you have anything to ask? For example, how did I end up in the back street at that time? And how did I know Ji Zhengxuan?"

In fact, Mu Yanchen knew long before that Shen Zhao didn't have to attend evening self-study, but when Situ Rui told him, he still couldn't control his emotions. He sat alone in the study, with disgust filling his mind. He kept wondering why she would rather go to Luhu Yajing to help the old lady walk the dog and meet Xiao Yi by chance instead of coming back early to accompany him, when he was obviously her boyfriend now. But on the other hand, he knew her so well that he knew she didn't go there with that kind of emotion. Her purpose was obvious, to find the real murderer who killed her.

However, he still felt uncomfortable. He had finally managed to control his emotions, but today he found that everything was in vain.

He didn't know when she knew Ji Zhengxuan, which surprised him for a moment, but then he figured it out. Ji Zhengxuan liked to stay in the back streets, and Shen Zhao wanted to hide the fact that she was going to Luhu Yajing, so she always went out from Deyan's back door. With this back and forth, it was only a matter of time for the two to know each other. But the only thing he missed was that Ji Zhengxuan actually knew the relationship between Shen Zhao and him, otherwise Shen Zhao would not be threatened by Du Ren today.

The emotions that had been restrained collapsed under Shen Zhao's questioning. He gradually tightened his grip on Shen Zhao's hand until Shen Zhao cried out in pain, and then he regained some rationality.

"I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" Mu Yanchen's eyes were full of apology and pain, and his hands were about to loosen consciously.

The next moment, Shen Zhao held his hand even tighter, but her strength was limited, and it seemed like she was gently pulling at his heartstrings like a feather.

Shen Zhao seemed to know how sad he was. She looked up at him and said, "If you don't want to let go, then hold on tight." She looked away again out of embarrassment. "I didn't mean to hide it from you. It's just that it's hard for me to explain it clearly. But I definitely don't have any intention of harming you."

In fact, Mu Yanchen knew everything. He understood her suffering. There might no longer be Sheng Baiyi in this world. She only hoped to get the truth after her death. Whether her death was unjust or not, for a person who had already died once, it might be meaningless.

Mu Yanchen stretched out his other hand to help Shen Zhao rub the place where he had pinched her, "Does it still hurt? I know everything, so go back and explain it to me, I can listen."

It didn't matter what she said, as long as she stayed by his side, it was enough. He must keep a close eye on her this time.

**

In an abandoned factory building far away from H City, there is a rare hanging chandelier on. The warm yellow light forms a sharp contrast with the cold winter day with drizzling snow outside.

The door of the factory was ajar, and a biting cold wind whistled in through the gap, blowing up the layers of white cloth covering the old machines inside and rolling up the dust on top.

In the middle of the empty space, a man was hung in the air, his thin shirt soaked with cold sweat, his neat black hair could not cover his bruised face, his cheek was swollen from being beaten, his eyelids were drooping loosely, and when he occasionally lifted them, a bloodstain so deep that the bone could be seen was pulled on the side. If the scar had been an inch lower, the eyeball on that side would have been destroyed.

At this moment, even if someone who knew him well came, he would not be able to recognize who he was. The only recognizable thing might be some decorations on his face. The nose stud and lip studs that symbolized his identity glowed with a cold silver light under the warm light.

He mumbled something, and blood foam flowed out from his mouth, dripping down his chin to the ground, staining the concrete floor below red.

The person nearby laughed sarcastically and walked away a few steps, as if trying to avoid something dirty.

A well-dressed man was dragging a golf club, drawing a faint but cruel white line on the ground. He walked to a position about one meter away from Ji Zhengxuan, looked up at the former East City overlord who was beaten to a pulp, and sneered, "I told you to offend Brother Chong. Brother Chong is the new upstart of Mu Guichao. Who are you? You have been thrown into an unknown corner by Mu Guichao a long time ago!"

As the saying goes, a new monarch appoints new ministers. But the monarch has not been deposed, and the upstarts want to hold on to their positions and push the old ministers off the altar. But the deeper reason is that the monarch really wants the old ministers to retire, but the upstarts are the ones doing the work.

Ji Zhengxuan forced open his eyelids, revealing a bloodshot eye. He looked dimly at everyone present and gently twitched the corners of his mouth, still with that rebellious look.

The beating did not break his spine, but instead made everyone present look like a clown.

The man in the lead couldn't stand his face the most, so he swung the golf club and hit Ji Zhengxuan's knee with it. With a click, everyone watching felt the pain. Ji Zhengxuan tensed up, clenched his teeth and didn't make a sound. Beads of sweat slid down his forehead, and the calf on that side went limp. Blood gushed out, soaking the trouser leg red and flowing all over the floor.

The weather was cold and the blood on the ground quickly froze into ice, along with the blood on the trouser legs.

He cursed: "You are so arrogant! I wonder if you will still be so arrogant after losing one of your legs!"

After cursing, she even spat on him, "This is the consequence of offending Brother Chong. Be careful next time!"

The cold and pain made Ji Zhengxuan dizzy and numb, his eyes gradually lost focus, everything in front of him became blurry and unclear, he only knew that those people had left, and the last one to leave cut the rope tied to his hand. Without support, Ji Zhengxuan fell straight to the ground, his already broken leg bent into a strange shape on the ground, his face covered the ground, and he slowly shouted out in pain.

About two hours later, Du Rencai brought the group of young people to find Ji Zhengxuan in the factory. He anxiously asked others to bring a stretcher, put Ji Zhengxuan in the car, and rushed to the hospital in the city.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night. Overnight, Ji Zhengxuan fell from the sky to the dust. All the industries in the East District of H City that he once controlled changed hands. For a time, he became a prodigal dog hated by everyone and was burdened with huge debts. Many of the people who followed him in the past had joined the new owners, and only Du Ren and a few others were left with him.

The lights in the operating room were on all night. In the middle of the night, a doctor ran out of the operating room. He looked at Du Ren anxiously, "Is this a family member? The patient is in critical condition. We have tried almost everything we can. That leg cannot be saved! Please sign."

Du Ren looked at Jinmao and then at the others in despair. They couldn't help Brother Xuan make a decision, but at this critical moment of life and death, it would always be good to keep a life, right?

Du Ren thought so and signed his name on the list.

After a bloody night, peace always returns the next day.

Ji Zhengxuan woke up slowly from the bed. The ward was very quiet and empty. He jumped up from the bed as soon as he thought of something. His legs seemed to have lost balance and his body fell to the right. He still had feeling in his legs, but he had a strange feeling. He looked at the quilt lying on his lower body and a panic spread from his heart to everything.

He reached out to touch his legs. His right leg was fine, but his left leg… he could only touch a section of his thigh, and then nothing. The end of his thigh was bandaged, but he could still feel the roundness on it…

He opened the quilt in panic and saw the broken leg. He opened his eyes in disbelief, "How could it be! How could it be!"

Because his movements were so large, one leg couldn't support his weight, and he fell straight to the ground, pushing over a table next to him, knocking over things on the table and making a loud noise.

As if someone outside had heard the noise in the ward, Du Ren and Jinmao rushed in quickly. The first thing they saw was Ji Zhengxuan sitting on the ground in a mess. His face was no longer as high-spirited as before. He seemed to be in a state of disgust. He stared at Du Ren angrily, "Who asked you to sign that? I would rather die than become a cripple!"

Du Ren rushed over and grabbed Ji Zhengxuan with both hands, "Brother Xuan! Calm down, you must cheer up. Duan Lu Chong has already wiped out all your business last night. If you don't cheer up, the brothers below will not survive!"

Ji Zhengxuan glanced at Du Ren coldly, "Who do you think you are? Are you trying to blackmail me morally? I'm not that noble!"

He turned his head away.

Du Ren squatted in front of him, "You are that kind of person, otherwise you should have watched me die! Instead of taking me in, what was your mentality when you saved me at that time! Brother Xuan, as long as there is still a life, there is no fear of losing hope, this is what you taught me!"