Chen Jia's Cheng Zheng love

In the abandoned warehouse, incomplete cardboard boxes are piled up randomly.

Stacks piled up in distorted shapes made this small warehouse seem crowded and weird.

There is dust all over the floor and a strong musty smell. It is conceivable how long this warehouse has been abandoned.

However, in this warehouse where no one should have existed, someone's voice could be vaguely heard.

When Chen Jia woke up, his vision was dark.

Not only was his eyes blindfolded, but his whole body was tied up with ropes so that he could not move.

Chen Jia tried to yell a few times, but his voice echoed in the dead space, but no one responded.

There was no one around who heard the shouts along the way, and the person who kidnapped him was not nearby.

With his face pressed against the cold and rough ground, Chen Jia tried hard to calm himself down.

Calm down and think about it, who is the person who texted himself and then kidnapped himself.

Chen Jia received the text message after leaving the dormitory.

It was an unfamiliar number, and the content of the text message was only two words: Chen Jia.

Chen Jia frowned.

Because this is the number I used all the time when I was Chen Jia, now that I am Chen Zheng, no one will say that I am Chen Jia.

There are only three people who know about soul swapping, themselves, Chen Zheng and Agan.

But this number has never been used by them.

So Chen Jia sent a text message suspiciously asking who the other party was.

The other party came back soon, but asked him to go to the small road to the north, and then sent another photo.

When Chen Jia saw that photo, he knew that something was wrong.

Because in the photo, it was a picture of Chen Zheng kissing himself behind the library one night.

The sewer rat is out.

This was Chen Jia's first reaction. It turned out that the feeling of being watched recently was really not an illusion.

Chen Jia didn't know what the other party's purpose was, but he knew that this photo should not be leaked.

So Chen Jia hurried to the northernmost path of the school.

Few people walk here usually, and it has already passed the class time. Coupled with the overcast weather, this path covered by tall sycamore trees looks even more deserted and gloomy.

Chen Jia looked around, but found no suspicious person, and called out a few more times, but no one responded.

Suddenly, Chen Jia heard a sound like a branch being trampled.He turned around abruptly, but saw no one there.The moment he turned around, a person jumped out from the side of the tree, pointed a piece of cloth at Chen Jia's mouth and nose and covered it.

Chen Jia lost consciousness on the spot.

After waking up, I arrived at this unknown place.

must escape.

Chen Jia thought, struggling to break free from the rope, but the binding was too tight. Chen Jia struggled several times, but the rope did not show any sign of loosening.

hateful.

Chen Jia kicked his feet irritably, but kicked down the stack of cardboard boxes beside him, and smashed them all down at once.

"Cough cough!"

Although the cardboard box was not heavy, Chen Jia choked on the falling dust and paper scraps.

Just as Chen Jia was trying to move his body to remove the cardboard box covering him, the door opened.

Chen Jia couldn't see, but he could hear the sound of chaotic footsteps slowly approaching him.

Judging by the sound, more than one person came in.

Those people didn't say a word, and kicked Chen Jia in the stomach as soon as they came in.

Chen Jia curled up in pain, but because his hands were tied behind his back, he couldn't even do the simple action of covering his stomach, so he could only let his stomach ache.

"who are you?"

Chen Jia panted slightly in pain.

Those people still didn't answer, but they attacked Chen Jia more and more.

Chen Jia only felt that those people were fighting him with fists and feet, but with his hands and feet bound, not only was he unable to fight back, he couldn't even protect himself.

Those people struck hard every time, but they didn't hit the vital point, so Chen Jia's current state is in pain.

His body was in excruciating pain, and his mouth was filled with the smell of iron and blood.

Chen Jia could only curl himself up as much as possible, struggling to move his body to the side, trying to save himself even a little bit from being hurt.

Because this body belongs to Chen Zheng.

In this empty warehouse, there were only the sound of blunt beating on the flesh and Chen Jia's painful muffled sound.

Then, in the voice of violence and pain, another voice mixed in.

Door opening.

Someone else walked in.

No matter how lightly that person walked, Chen Jia could still hear the sound of high heels.