After wearing the book, I was fascinated by the protagonist by his brother

Chapter 27

To prepare a condom... Could it be for something, it must be for something with him...

Jian Wenxi, who had always been straightforward with Meng Lang, blushed.

The car in my head drove over and over again: "Teacher Mu, are you serious?"

"Which time did you play fake?" Mu Nanbei said, wearing a mask and hat, "It's almost Chinese New Year, and there are no New Year's goods at home, what do you want to eat?"

"You can buy whatever you want." Jian Wenxi was thinking just now, if you just want to buy a condom, you can go to a sex shop, or a vending machine on the corner of the street, you don't have to park your car here, there are too many people watching.

"Wait for me in the car." Mu Nanbei kissed him.

Most people in winter are afraid of the cold, so Mu Nanbei wrapped himself up tightly.

Mu Nanbei opened the car door, and just as he stepped down, a disheveled man, probably a beggar on the side of the road, was begging for alms.

Mu Nanbei closed the car door, took out some change and handed it to the man.

Crowds are bustling, families are reunited, or alone, they are all running on the streets.

Jian Wenxi watched Mu Nanbei's back. Mu Nanbei's legs were very long, and it was freezing cold in the north. He wore a pair of beautiful Martin boots, a neat coat, and natural luxury, creating an indifferent atmosphere that no one born should enter. Asking people to come forward and talk to him, they all feel high.

Through the car window, Jian Wenxi could see the difference between Mu Nanbei and the crowd.

As if he was born to attract the attention of others.

It always gets dark early in winter, and the little lights on the street are blurred and dreamy.

After sitting for a while, Jian Wenxi began to feel sleepy.

It was dark in the car, and when Jian Wenxi was sleeping in a daze, he felt chills all over.

It looked like someone was knocking on the car window, he was sleepy and didn't want to wake up.

A man and a woman were calling his name outside the car window. Jian Wenxi could vaguely recognize that they were his parents who passed away early.

The voices of the two were like coaxing a child.

Jian Wenxi slowly opened his eyes. The person outside the car window had a dirty face and dirt on his hair. He was a beggar. What was the beggar talking about.

Horror permeated the mood, and Jian Wenxi had similar emotions before.

In the past, Jian Wenxi was alone at home, watching a horror movie with a projector on, half asleep while watching it, and when he woke up, the projector was showing the most horrific scene, with a bloody scene spreading across the surface.

In the middle of the night, Jian Wenxi was almost scared to death, but when he dreamed back in the middle of the night, he was so frightened that his whole body turned cold.

Deep in the ear, there was a voice, which seemed to meet the beggar's dregs.

"Where did you come from, a lonely ghost who took over my body!"

"Give it back to me! Give it back to me!"

"You give it back to me!"

There was a scream.

"Ah——" Jian Wenxi woke up again, it was still the original parking lot, people were coming and going in the square in the distance, and it was noisy when the lights were just on.

In the distance, Mu Nanbei walked slowly with something in his hand, his pace was unhurried, as if he saw Jian Wenxi in the car, he waved his hand towards this side.

The chaos and panic in the nightmare vaguely found an exit.

But... where did the original Jane Wenxi go?

At the end of Jian Wenxi in the book, she is covered in black spots, almost hidden by snow. I heard that she was photographed on the street later, dressed like a beggar.

Jian Wenxi looked around and saw the beggars in the square smiling idiotically, stopping passers-by and asking for money, there was nothing strange about it.

Mu Nanbei put the large and small parcels in his hand into the trunk, returned to the car, and before he sat down, he saw Jian Wenxi's face pale.

"What's wrong?" Mu Nanbei didn't sit still, and touched Jian Wenxi's face, his face was a little cold.

"Teacher Mu..." Jian Wenxi always felt that something was on his lips, but he didn't know what to say.

Tears suddenly burst into tears, and warm tears slid onto Mu Nanbei's hands.

Mu Nanbei wiped away his tears carefully, hugged him, and kissed Jian Wenxi's cheek pitifully: "What wronged you, are you scared again?"

"It's okay, don't be afraid, if you don't want to, we will wait, when will Teacher Mu stop loving you? Don't be afraid."

Mu Nanbei clung to his ear, spoke slowly, and patted Jian Wenxi's back little by little.

"Mr. Mu." Jian Wenxi burrowed into the man's arms, and could feel the warmth in his arms. He was obviously not a child, but he was crying because of having nightmares. Thinking about it, he still couldn't help being shy.

"Well, Teacher Mu is holding you, don't cry, Teacher Mu is heartbroken." Hearing Jian Wenxi's voice, Mu Nanbei was already speechless.

"Teacher Mu, let's go home." Jian Wenxi said, his appearance was reflected in the car window, this face, this name, were no different from his previous life.

Many times, Jian Wenxi forgets about wearing books, and the life before her death in a car accident is confused with the present.

He is Jane Wenxi, he knows.

He has been doing Jian Wenxi, being himself.

He didn't beg anyone to come here, and he wanted to harm someone, so he didn't need to give anything back to anyone.

……

But if he was still the old Jian Wenxi, would he really meet Mu Nanbei?

"Take you home." Mu Nanbei kissed his forehead,

There was no sleepiness at all, and all the emotions haunted by nightmares dissipated.

Back home, Mu Nanbei was ready to cook.

Jian Wenxi helped organize things, and found three boxes of small umbrellas at once.

Large pack of five, two slim and one threaded.

The size of Mr. Mu...

The things Mr. Mu bought include chicken, duck, fish, beef, mutton, and various vegetables.

There are also New Year's goods, a bunch of small red lanterns, crowded together, cute and cute, if hung on the tree in the yard, it should be very festive when viewed from a distance.

The boxes of the small umbrellas were stacked together, Jian Wenxi thought, Teacher Mu should be happy when he picked it up. For a person who is upright like Teacher Mu, did he think of him when he bought this.

The author has something to say: The protagonist did not preempt other people's lives.

Simple and pure, self-redeeming cookies.

The villains are all false existences, which serve as assists.

The protagonists live a long life and grow old together.

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of seals; 10 bottles of Molin; 6 bottles of Liuwan;