The big guy next door is handsome and soo

Chapter 1
08:30 in the evening, weather: light rain

In the deep ancient alley, a woman leaned against the wall to exhale heavily. She looked back a few times and was relieved to be sure that no one was following her.

She walked out of the ancient alley, and when she reached the exit, a tall figure stood there holding an umbrella.

The man turned around slowly, the dim light shone on the black umbrella cloth, the umbrella covered the man's face, Su Jian couldn't see his face.

"I've heard what's in the recorder."

The man's umbrella was slightly raised, revealing a pair of indifferent eyes, his voice was as cold as the rain that wanted to drip on her skin.

This man is the one she wants to expose the gossip about, Ji Shizhou.

Su Jian glanced at the recording pen in her hand, with a calm expression, "I'm not interested, here you are."

She threw the things in her hand towards the man, her calm expression changed, and she turned around and ran towards another fork in the road.

After running far, she looked back, trying to make sure if the people behind her were following up. Behind her was a deep alley. She was wearing short sleeves, and the rain dripped on her skin. She felt a little cold.

In order to get the exclusive news about Ji Shizhou, a business tycoon, Su Jian came to this city alone. On the way to follow, someone threw a recording pen to her and disappeared.

This was the source of her disaster. Because of this recording pen, she was chased by people from Ji Shizhou for several streets. Now, when she met the big boss, Ben, she panicked a lot.

She regretted it. She knew how to be a good person and a paparazzi.

"Boom!"

A flash of lightning suddenly appeared in the sky, and Su Jian was so frightened that she trembled, her head was suddenly hit by something hard, and she was dizzy. The moment she lost consciousness, what fell into her eyes was a black umbrella, and then It was a heavy blow.

Blood flowed from her body, and the rain washed away, staining everything red.

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City C, weather: light rain

"Little sister, wake up!"

"Is she all right?"

In the middle of the road, a group of passers-by gathered around, and the vehicles on the road stopped one after another. Among the crowd, a girl was lying on the road, her clothes were already wet by the rain, a bottle of soy sauce and a bag of steamed buns were poured beside her.

"Wake up!"

"Ah!" Su Jian sat up suddenly with a dull expression.

Hearing someone talking, she opened her eyes, her head hurt badly, she rubbed her head, and saw a group of people around, with some hesitation.

not dead?

People in the crowd were relieved to see her wake up and kept asking if she was feeling well.

She was leaning against a man, the man was wearing a decent suit, his clothes were already soaked by the rain, when she saw her wake up, he let go of her, handed a bottle of soy sauce and a bag of steamed buns to her hand, and then Passed her the umbrella in his hand, then touched her head, "Go home early."

After speaking, the man got up and left.

Su Jian recognized him. Sheng Xun, a famous journalist in City C, became famous at a young age and has always been her idol, but now is not the time to chase stars.

She looked at her hand, at a loss, isn't she dead?

Where is this place?

Looking at the soy sauce and steamed buns hanging in her hand, she felt that the scene was a little familiar. She tapped her head and stood up from the ground, her thoughts still in the fear of the moment of death.

Everyone saw that she was fine, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

Su Jian felt weird. She touched her face, looked around, and looked at the things in her hands. She felt that this scene was inexplicably familiar, and this was not the ancient town of Qingcheng, but the intersection she had to go to and from school.

Although the sky is a bit dark, there is still light.

Why is she here?
Su Jian was a little dazed, she touched her forehead, there was no injury, but the back of her head hurt a little, and she hit the ground when she fell.

Seeing the soy sauce bottle twisted in her hand, her heart was pounding, and seeing the clothes on her body, which were the school uniform of No. [-] Middle School, Su Jian was completely frightened.

She walked quickly and arrived at a canteen, looking at her mirror image through the glass door of the canteen, the soy sauce bottle and the bag of steamed buns in her hand fell to the ground.

This face is clearly not a 26-year-old face, and this scene was ten years ago.

At that time, she was sent out by her mother to buy soy sauce and steamed buns as soon as she got home from school. She fainted because of hypoglycemia.

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(End of this chapter)