The Daily Life of Little Fragrant Pig

It was the first time Yang Xuan was slapped at such a big age.

He was still drunk, not sober, and curled up in Jiang Mingyue's arms in a dazed state, crying and grievances, like a little grieving woman.

"You hit me……"

"My parents have never slapped me..."

Sucking his nose, Yang Xuan continued to murmur, "Although I deserved to be beaten... No, it was the one in my previous life who deserved to be beaten..."

He reached out to Jiang Mingyue's face, touched it tentatively, then quickly withdrew it, twirled his fingertips, and smiled contentedly.

Jiang Mingyue looked down at him with complicated eyes.

After being quiet for a while, Yang Xuan became sad again, "Mingyue, Jiang Mingyue, have you been doing well these years? Are you okay——"

He was drunk and started crying again, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left you, I shouldn't have asked you to stay with me..."

Jiang Mingyue's head started to hurt when she heard these words, "Shut up!"

Jiang Mingyue once told himself to forget. After decades of rushing, he thought he had already forgotten, but when his younger brother encountered the same thing as him, he foolishly made a vow with Lu Yao, and even stayed with Lu Yao, those memories came back again.

He fell into the abyss again.

He couldn't sleep all night and all night.

Even being alone feels uncomfortable, as if the other party's voice and smile are in my ears, it is their happy years.

But that person is dead.

Close your eyes in front of him, there will be no coming back.

Just when he was about to collapse and fall into a deeper abyss, Yang Xuan came out with his trademark smiling face and pulled him back.

To be honest, Yang Xuan was a little annoying.

He drank wine, drove a car, and even went out without pretending to read it over and over again, just like the reincarnation of an old lady, a talkative person.

But Yang Xuan is also very gentle, he will not ask him why he is sad, why he is unhappy, why he didn't tell his younger brother... There is no reason, only companionship.

It is enough for him to be with him.

He finds it annoying to ask too many why.

With this kind of getting along, he even forgot those unforgettable memories, and he was no longer limited by those memories, and he could also be happy.

But what happened now!This person is obviously Yang Xuan, not Jiang Ziming.

What is this!

Throwing the drunken Yang Xuan on the bed, Jiang Mingyue stood beside her, looking at him quietly with lowered eyes, sadness and bewilderment flashed in her eyes, and veins showed on the back of her tightly clenched fists.

"Who are you?" He gritted his teeth, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth.

Yang Xuan sat up crookedly, staring at Jiang Mingyue obsessively, "I'm Yang Xuan..." With a self-deprecating smile on his lips, "It's also Jiang Ziming."

Shaking his head, his eyes drooped, "I'm sorry Mingyue... I didn't mean to fall in love with you again." Hiccupped, he covered his cheeks with both hands, tears fell from between his fingers, soaking the quilt, "I really... really didn't mean to."

If he had memories before, he would definitely, definitely not get close to Jiang Mingyue again, and would not disturb Jiang Mingyue's life.

He will control himself, just look at it from a distance.

But he didn't know anything, and Jiang Mingyue appeared in front of him so special, so dazzling that people were unconsciously attracted and couldn't look away.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that Jiang Mingyue was all in his mind.

When eating, sleeping, playing, and working, Jiang Mingyue would always be in his mind.

Jiang Mingyue closed her eyes and raised her right hand high, but the face in front of her, which looked different from Jiang Ziming's, brought him back to his senses.

This person is Yang Xuan.

He only has the memory of Jiang Ziming, but Jiang Ziming is dead, and the one alive now is Yang Xuan.

What happened in the previous life has nothing to do with Yang Xuan.

Probably because he was drunk and his mind was chaotic, Yang Xuan would vent like this.

He was still crying from guilt, from sadness, like a child.

Jiang Mingyue looked at him, slowly withdrew her hand, and tapped Yang Xuan's forehead with a finger. Yang Xuan closed his eyes and lay on the bed.There were still tears on his face, and he fell asleep under Jiang Mingyue's spell.

She covered him with a quilt, found another towel, and wiped away the tears. Jiang Mingyue finally thought about it, found ice cubes, and put them on his eyes.

Otherwise, when you wake up, your eyes will be swollen like goldfish eyes.

Sitting down by the bed, Jiang Mingyue lowered her head and silently stared at Yang Xuan's sleeping state.

Yang Xuan was really sad, even when he was asleep, his brows were still furrowed, the corners of his mouth curled down, with a sad face.

Moving her gaze to the side, she landed on the phone that fell not far away. Jiang Mingyue thought for a while, picked up the phone, unlocked it with Yang Xuan's fingerprint, opened Notepad, and found the fan art written by Yang Xuan.

Jiang Mingyue debuted for more than three years, and a pair of CPs were produced by a single actor as her partner. There are even CP parties that are stewed randomly, unpopular ones, popular ones, and there are countless CP parties.

He takes the route of traffic + strength, and he has a lot of girlfriend fans among his fans. Girlfriend fans and CP fans have been fighting all year round, and he knows it very well.

But it was false in the first place, and he didn't bother to clarify.

What's more, except for filming, MV, and variety show needs, he basically has no contact with those people. Yuji wants to shoot anything, but he can't shoot it.

He didn't expect that Yang Xuan would notice that these fake CPs would notice that he was writing in a vest.

The corner of her mouth twitched, and Jiang Mingyue switched to the Weibo interface again, which was Yang Xuan's newly registered account.The new account not only builds its own super chat, but also produces its own content, posting their CP articles, and making charts for him to sell magazines and albums.

Yang Xuan shot very generously. On the ranking list, he was No.1, a complete fan of local tyrants.

Jiang Mingyue read it for a long time, and read all the cp and humanities written by Yang Xuan. She sighed heavily, and then laughed again.

Putting down the phone, his eyes returned to Yang Xuan's face.

"Fool."

It was Yang Xuan, and it was also him.

He may be a little bit, only a little bit, and he is also moved by Yang Xuan.

When Yang Xuan was in need of company, he would always appear in time; in Yang Xuan's smiling face every time he looked at him;

This heartbeat is not because Yang Xuan is Jiang Ziming, but because Yang Xuan is Yang Xuan, because of Yang Xuan who is talkative, flirtatious, old lady, caring for friends, smart but emotionally clumsy.

——When his heart moved, Yang Xuan was still just Yang Xuan, without the memory of Jiang Ziming.

Leaning down, she lightly kissed Yang Xuan's forehead. Jiang Mingyue continued to sit by the bed, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, her eyes fixed.

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In the evening, Yang Xuan woke up.

He sobered up, but the memory is still there, including how he got drunk, how he apologized, and how he confessed.

Lying straight on the bed, Yang Xuan remembered that he was brought home by Jiang Mingyue... So he is lying on Jiang Mingyue's bed now?

The first reaction was to be happy, and then soon, he was squeezed by the memory of his previous life, and his breathing became heavy again.

By the way, he can no longer get close to Jiang Mingyue.

He is still human, nothing has changed in that.

The corners of the mouth raised slightly fell back, Yang Xuan got up from the bed, got out of the bed with his lips pursed, got dressed, and planned to leave.

Opening the bedroom door, Yang Xuan walked out lightly, ready to leave quietly, but he only took a step when he heard Jiang Mingyue's voice——

"woke up?"

Yang Xuan raised his head. Jiang Mingyue was sitting on the bird's nest hanging basket chair by the balcony, looking at him calmly.

It was the setting sun at this time, and the sky was dyed red by the setting sun. Fire clouds hung in the sky, and the warm afterglow sprinkled on Jiang Mingyue's head through the floor-to-ceiling windows. With the warm light, it is as beautiful as a painting.

Yang Xuan was unconsciously fascinated.

Jiang Mingyue was watched, his eyebrows and eyes were bent, and he showed a shallow smile. He snapped his fingers suddenly, "I'm back to my senses."

Yang Xuan suddenly came back to his senses.

He turned his back quickly, patted his cheeks with both hands, and after dispelling his thoughts, he said, "I'm going back first." He paused, and then said, "From now on... I won't appear in front of you again gone."

He won't make the mistakes of his previous life again.

Jiang Mingyue is a demon with a very long life. He can no longer let him be trapped in one place and spend decades to forget the pain of parting.

He will restrain his emotions...

It's best not to see it!

After Yang Xuan finished speaking, he strode out the door, not daring to look back at Jiang Mingyue's expression, he was afraid that if he turned around, he would regret it.

Suddenly, "Stop." Jiang Mingyue's faint voice sounded.

Yang Xuan paused, didn't stop, and even quickened his pace, he stared at the door closely, hurry up, hurry up, can't turn back——

"I said," Jiang Mingyue teleported to Yang Xuan, "Stop!"

Yang Xuan was taken aback for a moment, and turned his eyes away.He didn't dare to look at Jiang Mingyue, and after one glance, he was worried that his good resolution would fall apart.

Jiang Mingyue took two steps, shortening the distance to Yang Xuan to 20 centimeters.

He was a few centimeters shorter than Yang Xuan, but it didn't affect his aura at all. He pinched Yang Xuan's face with one hand and turned to himself. He looked into Yang Xuan's eyes and said word by word: "You have been talking to yourself, I answer Did you say anything?"

Jiang Mingyue grabbed Yang Xuan's hand, brought him back to the living room, and pressed him on the sofa.

"Sit down."

Yang Xuan opened his mouth, observed Jiang Mingyue's expression, and suddenly felt sad again. He really wanted to ask "Who are you looking at now", but he didn't dare to speak.

Although he has the memory of Jiang Ziming, he is Yang Xuan.In this life, his name is Yang Xuan, and he has hundreds of billions of property to inherit.

Jiang Mingyue crossed her feet and sat down on the opposite sofa, "Why are you running? I still have questions for you."

"What... do you want to ask?" Yang Xuan's voice was very soft.

"A lot of questions." Jiang Mingyue folded her arms. "Let me think about it first. Before I think about it, please sit down obediently."

Yang Xuan frowned, looking sad, he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

After a while, Jiang Mingyue said, "Why do you suddenly have the memory of Jiang Ziming?"

"I don't know..." Yang Xuan thought for a while, "Maybe it's because of the knock?"

He helped a girl, but just as the girl thanked her and left, he was about to get in the car when his head suddenly hurt.

It seems that there is only this explanation, probably because Jiang Ziming's obsession is too deep, even if he is reincarnated, there is still a memory preserved, the heavy blow of the monster became the fuse, and the memory was released.

"Is there something uncomfortable?" Jiang Mingyue asked.

"No." Except for those memories, which made him feel heartache.

"Is there anything you want to ask me? I'm a demon, are you afraid of me?" Jiang Mingyue spoke again, looking at Yang Xuan indifferently.

Yang Xuan shook his head, paused for a moment, his lips trembled slightly, "After I left, have you...have a good life?" He was very persistent on this question.

Jiang Mingyue lost her mind for a moment, and wrote lightly: "Well, it's good."

"You're a liar." Yang Xuan said, "You're not doing well, and you still think of...Jiang Ziming, right? All your anxiety, sadness, frowning, and discomfort before were all because you remembered him again. Is it?"

His smile was full of bitterness, "During this time, I have been with you."

Jiang Mingyue exhaled, "That's just because..." The younger brother repeated the same mistakes and took the same path as him.

Yang Xuan nodded, "Yes, I know."

He said softly: "Because Lu Xiaoyao followed Chi Xiaoyuan."

Jiang Mingyue scratched her hair, "Let's change the subject, it's been decades, Jiang Ziming is dead, you are Yang Xuan, not him."

He took out Yang Xuan's cell phone and shook it, "Tongrenwen, why did you write it."

Just now when Yang Xuan was drunk, he confessed, but it was not formal at all, he couldn't even respond.

Yang Xuan's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help coughing, feeling embarrassed, "Did you read it?"

"Look." Jiang Mingyue played with her mobile phone, "I also logged on your Weibo and watched your account, you are not bad, how much did you spend to become my number one local fan in just two months? "

Yang Xuan coughed several times, embarrassed that his vest fell off in front of Jiang Mingyue, and said after a long while, "Not much."

Just a few million.

Jiang Mingyue stared at him, and asked again, "Why did you write our fanfiction, why did you spend so much money on the list?"

"I..." Yang Xuan wanted to be fair to himself and tell him what he liked, but would this burden Jiang Mingyue again?

Jiang Mingyue waited for a long time, but did not wait for Yang Xuan to say "I like you" honestly. He probably guessed that it was Jiang Ziming's memory. He got up and walked up to Yang Xuan, "You like me, don't you?"

Raising his head, his gaze met Jiang Mingyue. After a long time, Yang Xuan smiled wryly, "You don't like me, do you?"

Jiang Mingyue raised her eyebrows, "Who said that?" Emotionally, he is also a straightforward monster, just like Chi Xiaoyuan.

"Originally..." His voice stuck in his throat, and Yang Xuan stood up abruptly. He was so shocked that he spoke incoherently, "You, like me?"

Stretching out the index finger and thumb, Jiang Mingyue compared the distance of 1 centimeter, "A little bit, that's all."

Why would you say it?

Probably... I am actually envious.

The younger brother and Lu Yao are so happy and dazzling, just like him before.

He was with Jiang Ziming, he was very happy in those 60 years, and he will never regret that time.

Even in the decades that followed, he was stuck in the past.

A surprised smile burst out on Yang Xuan's face, flowers bloomed in his heart, and fireworks exploded in his head, but within a few seconds, his brows frowned again, and his expression collapsed.He said softly: "No, you can't like me...you can't like humans anymore."

After standing dejectedly for a while, Yang Xuan took the phone from Jiang Mingyue's hand and strode away, "Mingyue, I like you, so I hope you are doing well."

He turned his back to Jiang Mingyue, "Even without me."

Jiang Mingyue didn't catch up this time, but when Yang Xuan's hand touched the doorknob, she said indifferently, "It's not you, it's someone else."

"The life of a demon is too long. I will not live with the memory of being with Jiang Ziming forever. Even though I still feel sad because of him and the memory of the happiness I had, one day it will pass. At that time , there will be other people around me."

Yang Xuan was stunned.

He stayed in the porch, motionless.

How long will Jiang Ziming's memory last in Jiang Mingyue's heart?Ten years, 20 years? 30 years?

Then what? 30 years later, he is still alive, will he see another person appearing beside Jiang Mingyue?If, if so, why couldn't it be him?

If one day, his memory will eventually disappear, can't he be by Jiang Mingyue's side?

Yang Xuan turned around suddenly and returned to Jiang Mingyue.

"If you don't let me go, I'll keep pestering you until you get bored, okay?" Looking at Jiang Mingyue burning hotly, Yang Xuan gritted his teeth and said word by word, "I'm a human, you're a demon, I will still die, and I will leave before you, is that okay?"

Jiang Mingyue looked at him, "I allow you to pester me." The topic changed, "But, I'm not ready to accept you yet."

Yang Xuan was startled, "Huh?"

Jiang Mingyue got up and patted his cheek, "I just said that I only like you a little bit, and the rest is Jiang Ziming. I once loved him deeply."

Smiling, he said: "So, you have to use your method to make me fall in love with you more, and fall in love with you as Yang Xuan."

Kissing Yang Xuan on the cheek, Jiang Mingyue's eyes were filled with smiles, "Before then, I won't date you."

Yang Xuan ignited his fighting spirit, he hugged Jiang Mingyue gently, and whispered in his ear: "I will definitely make you like me very soon."

The author has something to say: Yang Xuan is still Yang Xuan, he just has the memory of his previous life.

When the main text is over, there is still a chapter about the previous life, I will write it at that time, okay~

than heart~