After rebirth, I gave up Bai Yueguang

Jiang Yi came back with two bottles of drinks and sat down next to her. He put a straw in the coconut milk and handed it to her before unscrewing the lid of the iced tea.

"Hey, you didn't even ask me what I wanted to drink?" Su Jing's tone was actually full of resentment. After she finished speaking, Su Jing was shocked. Oh my god, when did she learn to speak in this tone?

"Hmm? You don't like it? Then let's change it." Jiang Yi didn't hesitate and took the coconut milk back and put the iced black tea in her hand. Before Su Jing could react, the coconut milk was taken away by him, leaving only the straw in her mouth.

"I've already had a sip." She knew that this guy was a mysophobe, so she said quickly, and handed him the iced tea again, indicating that he should change it back.

"It's okay, I don't mind you." Jiang Yi had already taken a sip.

"Okay..." Su Jing had no choice but to say that, and she inserted the straw into the iced black tea and took a sip.

Neither of them spoke for a long time. Su Jing was waiting for him to speak first. Jiang Yi was thinking about how to start. He thought that if he told Su Jing the reason for changing classes, he would be called crazy.

In the end, of course, Su Jing couldn't help but speak first, "Speak."

"Ah, ah, what did you say?" Jiang Yi said.

"Didn't you say it out loud? Now that it's out, you're not telling me. Are you kidding me?" Su Jing's voice was unconsciously coquettish. After she finished speaking, she scared herself again.

What the hell is wrong with me? Is my brain short-circuiting when it comes to love? I'm not seventeen in the true sense of the word anymore. I shouldn't be so easily attracted to others.

But Jiang Yi didn't hear anything different in her voice. He hesitated and said, "Do you still remember the last time you were at my house? I was in a bad mood and asked you to accompany me."

"Yeah, remember."

"You drank a little bit of wine at that time and you were a little drunk, remember?" His tone sounded cautious.

"Ah."

"Do you still remember what you said?"

"You talked so much that day, how could I know what you were talking about?" Su Jing began to get impatient.

"You said you liked me in your previous life."

"Why? I did say it, but the past life is the past life. I don't want to like you anymore. I told you this too, don't forget it." Su Jing said, holding up her hands and making a gesture to keep her distance.

"That's not what I meant. Just listen to me." Jiang Yi said. He has always been a very gentle person. Although he often hangs out with people in society, he does not have a violent temper.

"Go ahead."

"So were you joking with me that day, or do you really believe in past lives, or remember things from your past lives?" Jiang Yi asked.

"I am willing to believe in reincarnation, and I also hope that I will be reincarnated. What's wrong with that?" Su Jing did not dare to answer with certainty and gave an ambiguous answer.

"I had a strange dream." His expression was very serious and a little scared.

Her intuition told her that this dream was related to their past lives. Her ears immediately perked up, but her expression seemed indifferent: "Why is it so strange?"

Jiang Yi hasn't been out for a long time. The sun is shining brightly today. He has not had any contractions since he woke up in the morning, so he wants to go out for a walk.

In the central business district, the surrounding skyscrapers mostly had glass curtain walls, and the sunlight glared through them. The air was choking with exhaust fumes, but also filled with the aroma of coffee. People hurried to and fro. Jiang Yi looked around. He couldn't remember the last time he felt this way. And the next time... the hustle and bustle of traffic, the tall buildings, how many times could he see them again?

He stood there quietly, like a fragile and beautiful scenery. Passersby who hurried past him would involuntarily slow down their pace and keep their eyes on him until their necks were twisted to an angle where they could no longer turn, and then they would turn around and leave.

Jiang Yi's skin was originally fair, but after not seeing the sun for several months, it was now so fair that it seemed transparent. When the sunlight shone on his face and neck, it actually created a little bit of crystal glow.

His hair was jet black, having not been trimmed in ages, but it was meticulously kept. He never allowed himself to be even slightly untidy, even now, too ill to speak. His hair hung at the corners of his eyes, his eyes, deep as the night, bathed in a watery glint. At that moment, his eyes held a gentle yet helpless expression, a beauty that was almost yin and yang.

He was tall and slender, his body emaciated by illness making his clothes look especially loose, and the wind made it feel hollow underneath. Like a legendary vampire, his pale face held an indescribable allure that made anyone who saw him feel distressed.

Mother Jiang stood with him for a long time before they entered the building. On the seventh floor, they walked from the elevator to the beauty salon, which had already put up its sign and was about to open. It was less than ten meters, but it took Jiang Yi more than ten minutes to walk. Looking at the newly hung sign, he smiled knowingly. He could see her.

After leaning against the wall and breathing heavily for a while, Jiang's mother stood on tiptoe to wipe the sweat off his face. "Thank you, Mom."

He took a step forward and reached into his trouser pocket to pull out his key. He didn't knock, thinking Zhang Ya would be busy these days, so he wanted to give her a surprise. Just downstairs, he had bought three roses from a passing flower girl, and now he was holding them behind his back in his other hand.

But after receiving the key, Jiang Yi's happy smile froze for a second, then gradually turned to sadness. He stared at the key in his hand, his mouth slightly open, his lips trembling, but no sound came out. His eyelashes trembled, and tears rolled silently as he stared at the key for a few seconds.

His body also began to tremble, and he leaned against the wall again. His body slowly softened and slid slowly to the ground against the wall. His eyes were dull and he no longer moved.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with you?" Mother Jiang saw him slide to the ground and quickly hugged him with both hands, trying to stop him from falling, but she was too small to support a tall man who had lost control of his body.

Jiang's mother shouted and pushed him, but Jiang Yi remained motionless with his eyes fixed on him. She had no choice but to stand up and knock on the door, but it didn't open. She turned around, took the keys from Jiang Yi's hand, and tried to open it herself, but the only two keys wouldn't fit into the keyhole. She didn't know why, but her son was always careful and would definitely not take the wrong keys.

She could only turn around and squat beside her son, shaking him vigorously and calling him, "Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi, wake up, don't scare your mother." She wiped her tears, her voice choked with sobs, "Son, you can't scare your mother anymore, okay, wake up?"

Ding……

The elevator bell rang and someone came out of the elevator. Seeing them, they quickly walked over and asked, "Auntie, what's wrong? Do you need help?"

"Oh, oh, yes, yes, please call an ambulance for me. Thank you, thank you." Mother Jiang finally realized what was happening and reached for her phone. The man told her not to worry and then called 120.

"Don't call." Jiang Yi, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly reached out and grabbed the young man's hand holding the phone, scaring him so much that he trembled and the phone fell to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Jiang's mother asked, her hands rubbing his face and body, trying to confirm something.

"Well, I'm fine, it's just... it's just..." As he said that, tears started to fall again.

"Okay, then we won't fight. Let's go home."

"Then Auntie, I'll stay with you until he recovers. I'll help you carry him down later." The young man in a suit said politely, while putting his briefcase on his back and trying to help Jiang Yi up.

"Okay, thank you."

"Are you here to look for someone?" This floor is full of offices, no clinic.

"We're here for this one." Mother Jiang pointed to the door with the beauty salon sign and said, "This is run by my daughter-in-law. It hasn't opened yet."

"Ah? Your daughter-in-law?" The young man was surprised.

"What? Do you know him?" Mother Jiang saw his expression and instinctively knew something was wrong, so she asked hurriedly.

"Uh..." The young man seemed a little embarrassed to speak.

"It's okay, just tell me straight, don't lie to your aunt," Jiang's mother said with a choked voice, pointing at Jiang Yi lying on the ground, "Look at me, my son is like this."

The young man glanced at Jiang Yi and paused. He seemed to think that such a situation was not worth any white lie. He took a breath and said, "Auntie, I told you not to be anxious or angry." He was also afraid of making the old woman angry again. If something happened and he encountered someone unreasonable, he wouldn't be able to explain himself.

"It's okay, just tell me." Mother Jiang was anxious to know the truth.

The young man told Jiang's mother that his company was located on this floor. The salon had begun renovations a few months earlier. He had encountered the woman claiming to be the owner many times. She was short, dark-skinned, and very welcoming, making herself known to everyone she met. This was normal, though; as a beauty salon owner, she needed to build a clientele.

But he also encountered this woman with another man several times, directing the renovation workers to do this and that, and the two looked like a family. Once when he met her, the woman took the initiative to greet him and introduced the man as her husband.

As he spoke, he took a closer look at Jiang Yi's face, then assured Jiang's mother, "It's definitely not him. Although your son looks sickly and extremely thin, his facial features are very handsome. That man is very ordinary-looking and looks younger than your son."

Mother Jiang's face turned even uglier. She slapped her son in the face and cried, "You didn't want so many good girls before, but you chose such a bitch. Just look at that."

"And, Auntie, that lady transferred the beauty salon to someone else four days ago," the young man continued. "That day, I happened to run into her and her husband, along with the new owner. She enthusiastically introduced me to her and told me to bring my girlfriend here for beauty treatments."

After the young man finished speaking, he looked at the mother and son quietly without saying anything else.