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When they left the brain surgery department on the ninth floor of the Municipal People's Hospital and went downstairs, the three of them took the elevator.

In order to avoid stopping on every floor, Zheng Peilin pressed the button for the first floor as soon as she entered the elevator, and blocked the numbers to prevent Yan Xiaokai from causing further damage.

But this time, Yan Xiaokai obviously lost interest in those digital buttons, and he didn't ask questions like before, but stood quietly by the side.

During the quarrel, Zheng Peilin thought he was an idiot, but when he was quiet, she felt a little flustered, and finally couldn't help asking: "Yan Xiaokai, is there something wrong with you?"

Yan Xiaokai shook his head, cupped his hands and said, "I'm doing fine, thank you for your concern!"

When Zheng Peilin heard his polite tone, she became angry again, "Hey, can you stop being so awkward when you speak, it's always the next one, the next one is the next one, it doesn't bother you to talk, but it bothers me to listen ..."

Only halfway through, she thought of her aunt's confession again, and she stopped in a hurry, and said in a soft voice: "Now it is a socialist society, and it has long been out of fashion. You are talking about your own. When you call me, you should say me. When you call me, you should say you, not Miss Xiongtai, Your Excellency. In this way, others will laugh at you even if it sounds awkward, you know?"

This coquettish tone made Yan Xiaokai's skin crawl all over, and he hurriedly said: "I know!"

"..." Zheng Peilin stomped her feet and shouted, "Say me!"

"I see!" Yan Xiaokai nodded, and added: "Thank you, girl!"

Zheng Peilin couldn't laugh or cry for a while, and didn't bother to say anything more.

After leaving the hospital, Zheng Peilin led the two into a restaurant and ordered a table of dishes.

Seeing the food, the hungry Yan Xiaokai didn't bother to care about them so much, he picked up the chopsticks and started sweeping them up.

Bi Yuntao was a little embarrassed, because the person sitting opposite him was the lover of his dreams that he had been thinking about day and night, how could he be so rude!

Just thinking about it again, I found that it was unnecessary for me to pretend to be gentle, because although this woman is good, although I like it, but there is a big gap in the middle, I am from the countryside, but she is a rich lady.

In addition, she has already been visited by his brother first, which is equivalent to the brother's woman, the second sister-in-law. I should give up this thought and stop having illusions. It was necessary to pretend again.

Thinking about it this way, Bi Yuntao came to his senses, and quickly joined the team of grabbing food, and started to gobble it up.

Looking at the two men who looked like wolves and tigers without any gentlemanly demeanor, Zheng Peilin couldn't laugh or cry, "Hey, hey, do you think of me as a woman? Can't you be gentle in front of a beautiful woman like me? A little gentlemanly?"

Bi Yuntao smiled, "Sorry, we're hungry."

Yan Xiaokai also took the time to look up, "What's the use of a beautiful woman, she can't be eaten!"

Zheng Peilin's voice immediately rose an octave, "Yan Xiaokai, is your skin itchy and need to be cleaned up?"

Yan Xiaokai put his hand on his head lightly, "Oh, my head..."

Zheng Peilin turned pale with shock, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Xiaokai said: "Your voice is too loud, I'm sorry... No, my head hurts!"

Zheng Peilin froze for a moment, unable to tell whether he was pretending or the real thing, but in order to prevent him from being really stimulated, she could only swallow her breath and said: "Okay, okay, I'll keep my voice down, I'll keep my voice down! It's better now Yet?"

Yan Xiaokai let go of his hand immediately, "It's better!"

"Then what else do you want to eat, just call, I'll pay for it."

Yan Xiaokai immediately pointed to the empty plates and said, "One more serving of this, another serving of this, and two more servings of this sharp wet squid!"

As soon as this remark came out, the neighbors looked sideways.

Zheng Peilin asked in surprise, "What?"

Yan Xiaokai said: "Uh, what you just said, your favorite food is sharp wet squid!"

Zheng Peilin was sweating profusely, and corrected: "This is fresh squid!"

Yan Xiaokai said: "Yes, I like this squid too!"

Zheng Peilin: "..."

After the meal, the three returned to school.

Downstairs in the boys' dormitory, Zheng Peilin repeatedly told Bi Yuntao to take good care of Yan Xiaokai before turning around and leaving.

Yan Xiaokai and Bi Yuntao returned to the four-person dormitory that was as messy as a kennel.

"Hey, Xiao Kai. That's your bed!" Bi Yuntao pointed to a lower bunk where the clothes were piled up in a mess and said to Yan Xiao.

It's just that Yan Xiaokai didn't respond for a long time after talking, so he couldn't help turning around, only to find that he was staring blankly at the mirror in the dormitory.

"Xiao Kai, what are you looking at?" Bi Yuntao asked suspiciously.

"This, this is me?" Yan Xiaokai pointed at himself in the mirror and asked in disbelief.

"Who else could it be if it's not you? Is your kid sick again?" Bi Yuntao came over and touched his forehead.

Yan Xiaokai brushed his hand away, carefully looked at himself in the mirror, and found that his body, which should have been seven feet long, was seriously overwhelmed, and became less than five and a half feet tall.

The square face with Chinese characters has also become sharper and thinner, and the strong muscles all over the body have disappeared. The abdomen with eight muscles has also become limp, and it feels hot and soft to the touch, like a lump Like freshly pulled cow dung, the whole person has become thin and thin, as if a gust of wind could blow it down.

"Your Majesty, no, me, why is my face so white?" Yan Xiaokai asked while stroking his cheek.

"What's wrong with being pale?" Bi Yuntao gave him an annoyed look, and pointed to his bronzed face, "I don't think it's even white, so just be content!"

Yan Xiaokai was not satisfied, but wanted to cry but had no tears.

Before, he was used to the appearance of a majestic man with rough features, but suddenly he turned into a little boy with delicate features and delicate skin, how embarrassing it was for him!

God!

Earth!

Come on, let's go back to 1000 years with a thunder!

With such a fragile appearance, where is the dignity of a man, and where is the majesty of a man?

"Okay, okay, everyone knows that you are good-looking, so stop taking pictures. You are not a real girl, why are you so stinky!" Bi Yuntao pulled him away from the mirror, "Hurry up and wash your face. Wash and go to sleep."

Yan Xiaokai looked at the mirror again and again, squeezed and squeezed again, and after confirming that the person in the mirror was indeed him, it couldn't be someone else, and it was impossible to replace him with someone else, he finally let out a long sigh of resignation.

Well, it's better to die than to live. Although everything is not ideal, I can still live anyway.

Isn't this the greatest gift from God?

However, when he was taking a bath, he finally discovered a gratifying thing, because although his body was weak, the thing underneath was thick and big, and it was a round bigger than when he was originally. !

This is really a gratifying event, and it is the only one!

The night gradually deepened.

Bi Yuntao, who was sleeping on the top bunk, has turned into a pig.

Yan Xiaokai was tossing and turning and couldn't fall asleep, because he couldn't figure out how all this happened. He was already dead, so why did he come to the future inexplicably?

If this is reincarnation, then it is impossible. Didn’t others say that reincarnation starts from a baby?Why did I become so big when I was reincarnated, and it fell on someone else!

What is especially strange is that he can still remember clearly the events of his previous life?

When thinking of this, Yan Xiaokai realized another problem, although the memory of the previous life is very clear, but what about this life?

Why are there none?

If this person's brain is really dead, then it is impossible for him to be alive.Since he is alive, he should have his memory!

This is a medical problem, but also a common sense problem.

But now, what about his memory?

Where did it go?

If there is really no more, then why did Bi Yuntao, when he talked about his sister Bi Yu, a beautiful and beautiful figure floated over his head?

No, there must be something wrong with this.

Yan Xiaokai thought about it carefully, but just thinking about it made his head hurt again.

But this time, Yan Xiaokai did not give up thinking because of the pain.

He vaguely felt that there must be something hidden behind the pain, so he had to dig out all this and solve the mystery.

The pain is getting stronger and stronger!

The severe pain made him almost scream out. He could only stuff the corner of the quilt into his mouth, bite tightly, and hold the bed frame tightly with both hands, so as not to writhe or scream!

Yan Xiaokai felt that his head was about to explode, he was sore, bloated, dizzy and nauseous!

But he didn't dare to give up, because if he missed this time, he didn't know if he would have the courage to try and bear such pain next time!

He held on, endured, endured, and searched hard for all the memories in his mind...

"boom!"

After about half an hour, Yan Xiaokai's head suddenly felt loose.

As the pain went away, a floodgate seemed to open!

A flood of memories slowly poured out from a closed corner of his head.

These... turned out to be the memories that have been suppressed by me all the time, or it has been curled up into a ball with the cowardly character of the original owner, and has been sealed up layer by layer!

Yes, these are the memories of this life.

He, Yan Xiaokai, is just 22 years old this year!

A native of Hekeng Village, Yetan Town, Dongyuan County, Haiyuan City, the family has a father, a mother, and a younger sister who is in junior high school. The family is poor. Both parents are farmers. The life is very poor. For a college student like Yan Xiaokai.

Memories emerge bit by bit, past events are presented one after another, and faces that seem to be familiar but also extremely strange appear in front of my eyes...

Looking at Yan Xiaokai's memory, he found that his short life path was not much different from his previous self, village primary school, town middle school, county high school, city university.

If you really want to say that they are different, it means that the era is different, the background is different, the education is different, and the people are different... Yes, the biggest difference is the personality.

Yan Xiaokai's personality is introverted and cowardly, timid and fearful. If people don't offend him, he won't offend others. , that is endless tolerance and retreat, never know how to resist!

What about your own personality?Both tough and staunch, people don’t offend me, I don’t offend others, if anyone offends me, then break his legs, knock out his teeth, kill his son, fuck his wife, make him regret why he gave birth .If it is more violent, you can use his head as a chamber pot.A bubble of urine every day is beneficial to physical and mental health.

All night long, he has been recalling, comparing, piecing together, and merging.

Because, since he has occupied Yan Xiaokai's body and his memory, then there is me in you, and you in me, and there is no difference between them!

Yan Xiaokai is himself, and he is Yan Xiaokai. From now on, there will be no you or him in this body, except me, only me, or me! !

Then, what reason could he have for Yan Xiaokai to let himself live in such a useless way?