Chapter 1

At sunset, the free burning clouds render the sky a large orange red.

After school, the campus was too quiet. In addition to the faint cry of boys playing football on the playground, the teaching building was empty.

There was only a faint voice from the women's toilet on a certain floor——

"Jiang Fuyue, do you deserve it? Don't look at what you are. How can Ling Xuan see such a scum like you?"

Lou Mingyue woke up in a burst of noise and looked at the woman in front of her. Her eyes were at a loss for a moment.

Isn't she dead?

Where is this?

Unfortunately, no one can give her the answer.

Fortunately, such a loss did not last too long. Her vigilance and strong adaptability forced her to calm down in the shortest time and then look around quickly.

First of all, this is a women's toilet. The half detached wall skin and potholes of ceramic tiles are silently telling the old and simple.

In any real estate under her name, even the old Western-style house with the least modern atmosphere and the worst living conditions, the toilet is better than here.

Secondly, there are four people on the scene.

In addition to Lou Mingyue herself, she was one of the women who crackled in front of her. The other two didn't speak, but their eyes were not good and covetous.

The three are working together to surround her in the middle.

Finally, and most importantly, they all wear school uniforms, including Lou Mingyue.

The big red school emblem is printed on the right front chest, and there are four small characters in regular script right below: Linnan No. 1 middle school.

After roughly figuring out the surrounding environment and determining that there was no danger, Lou Mingyue's tight nerves suddenly relaxed.

"Why don't you talk? Don't you pull at ordinary times? You're obviously ugly and stupid, and you have to put on a high look. You think you're a heroine after reading too many novels?" women, oh, no, should only be girls. Open your mouth if you're mean.

Lou Mingyue has no time to pay attention, because some memories that don't belong to her are pouring into her mind.

She's reborn!

Today's identity is Jiang Fuyue, a sophomore of Linnan No. 1 middle school. She was targeted by Jiang Han, a secret lover of Lvcao, because of a love letter written to Lvcao.

As soon as class was over, he was dragged into the women's toilet for routine warning, and then Lou Mingyue came.

"Sister Han, why didn't she respond at all?" dogleg No. 1.

"It's too much to ignore us!" dog leg two.

Jiang Han frowned, his face trembled, and his fingers pointed at Jiang Fuyue's shoulder: "today is just a small warning for you. If you are sensible, don't provoke Ling Xuan again. Even if you see him in the future, please take a detour, otherwise I'll let your little pancake share for minutes -"

Uh!

Lou Mingyue suddenly raised her eyes, and the noise stopped suddenly.

The dark pupils and indifferent eyes seemed to sink into the vast Star River in an instant, quiet as the sea and vast as the wild.

Then his eyes fell lightly on Jiang Han's face, obviously without any weight, but it was like a sharp sword out of its scabbard and clanging everywhere.

That is the deterrence of Mingyue, the legendary imperial capital and the main building of Lou's family!

At the moment, all of them are on the shoulders of a middle school student. Boom——

Jiang Han's head was covered, her hands and feet were cold, and a cold air climbed up her neck from the caudal vertebra. She began to tremble uncontrollably.

"You..." out of instinctive fear, she unconsciously retreated.

The two puppy legs wanted to help, but they found that their legs were nailed to the ground and couldn't be pulled out at all.

The knee was soft and almost knelt down.

When did Jiang and Jiang Fuyue become so terrible? More terrible than the teaching Director

"Roll!" the sound is like a cold chime, cold and thin to the bone.

Three people can't escape.

Lou Mingyue pulled her mouth, went to the corner, picked up her schoolbag, looked at it with disgust, and finally hung it on her shoulder.

After washing her hands slowly, she walked out of the women's room.

……

In the evening of midsummer, the wind blows on the face with temperature, which is both stuffy and hot and humid.

There was no one in the school. It was terribly quiet.

Even the boys playing football on the playground have gone home. Looking around, it's as empty as a field.

Lou Mingyue... No... now she should be called Jiang Fuyue. When she left the school gate, she half hung her head and walked forward. Until now, she still couldn't react.

Obviously, she was still in a pool of blood for the last second. She watched the closest people mend the knife towards her chest. Those unwilling and resentment seemed to be intertwined in the soul and could not be released. How could they become another person the next second? I have a memory that doesn't belong to me.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came into her ears. Jiang Fuyue was stiff and suddenly looked up.

I saw an interview of the financial channel playing on the huge LED display in front of the square.

"... it seems that everyone is well informed. Yes, Lou will complete the acquisition of sol technology on the 1st of next month. This will be the first time Lou's group has acquired a new third board enterprise. At the same time, it also means Lou's determination to enter the technology industry..."

The women on the screen in suits and formal clothes are calm and dignified. At the moment, they talk with reporters and cameras.

Back to the host: "President Lou personally admitted to the media that he would buy sol technology in the near future. What impact does this have on Lou group, which has always focused on real estate? What significance does it have for the future science and technology industry? Let's invite financial expert Mr. Shao Qihua to analyze and answer for you..."

President Lou?!

Jiang Fuyue's pupils tightened, and three words jumped out of her teeth: "building - Ming - heart -"

Her half sister, a good student taught by hand, is also the executioner who made the last knife in her chest!

The hatred and unwillingness that were forcibly suppressed surged up at this moment.

But

Jiang Fuyue frowned.

She has just died. With Lou Mingxin's position, she can't control the group and become president in such a short time.

Suddenly, the girl's eyes stagnated and stared at the lower right corner of the giant screen. Her eyes changed from blankness to surprise, and finally evolved into shock and disbelief.

2050

Twenty years later!

Yes, although Lou Mingxin in the news has exquisite makeup, he is too mature, especially his curled hair, which is more dignified, but he is particularly old.

What if it's not "old", but really "old"?!

That's not surprising.

Twenty years, not twenty days, not twenty hours, is enough to change anything.

So

Did those people fail to hold her?

Jiang Fuyue was disappointed for a moment.

But this depression did not last too long. When she looked up again, the loss on her face gradually faded.

At least he's alive, isn't he? She still has plenty of time to settle accounts with the people who killed her! Only hope that twenty years later, they are still alive and kicking!

The setting sun gradually sank, Jiang Fuyue no longer delayed, turned and left.

Behind it is the financial news that is still playing, "... Lou has a strong background and strong capital, but has not been able to step out of the real estate industry in recent 20 years, so this transformation is of great significance..."

……

Jiang Fuyue's home is not far from the school. It's about 20 minutes' walk.

She walked slowly and familiarized herself with her surroundings.

What you can see is not much different from what you saw 20 years ago, except that the buildings are stacked higher and the roads are more blocked.

With the memory of the original owner, through the old market, several low unit buildings leap in front of us, but the years are too long and the outer walls are mottled.

Jiang Fuyue's home is 4-1, unit 2. She climbed the stairs with her schoolbag. She took out the key and just inserted it into the lock hole. Before she could rotate, the door opened from the inside.

A "short carrot head" appeared in front of her, looked at her timidly, then muttered his lips and gently shouted, "sister..."

There are four members of the Jiang family - Jiang Da, Han Yunru, Jiang Fuyue and Jiang Chenxing.

Jiang Xiaodi is six years younger than Jiang Fuyue. He was promoted to the first day of junior high school in December and September this year.

He developed more slowly than boys of the same age. According to visual inspection, he was less than one meter five. He was thin and small. Although his skin was white and he had a nice little handsome face, he was more delicate in the end.

Looks like a girl.

But he is quiet and doesn't talk much at ordinary times. At first glance, he is... Better bullied.

The relationship between sister and brother was not good, so Jiang Fuyue imitated the original owner's tone and made a cold "um" sound.

Jiang Xiaodi stepped aside. When she entered the house, she closed the door silently.

He looked at his sister's back, lowered his eyes and covered the gloom. Then he took a corner of his apron and turned back to the kitchen to continue cooking.

Soon came the sound of cooking with pots and shovels.

Half an hour later, the aroma of food filled the whole living room.

Jiang Xiaodi went to the sofa, bowed his head and said in a small voice, "sister, have dinner."

"... oh." Jiang Fuyue put down her cell phone and walked to the dining room.

She has just got a general understanding of the world on the Internet. What happened 20 years ago has not changed, which shows that the timeline is still that. The rules followed by this society and her common sense cognition are also consistent with what she knew in her previous life.

The only special thing about her may be that she jumped directly from the time point of "Lou Mingyue's death" 20 years ago to the time point of "Jiang Fuyue was bullied by Jiang Han in the school women's toilet" 20 years later. Instead of running according to the normal time track, she blinked to complete the blink.

……

Just about to get a spoon for dinner, she made a move and took her hand back quietly.

Jiang Fuyue is not lazy, but the original owner never does this. Jiang Xiaodi does it on his behalf.

Now we have changed the core, even if we change it slowly.

Sure enough, little brother Jiang was familiar with the way and served her a good meal. Then... He began to eat in a basin.

Jiang Fuyue: "

"Sister," the little boy shrunk his neck, "what do you see me doing?"

"Er..." Jiang Fuyue was about to take back her eyes. Suddenly she remembered the bad relationship between the sister and brother, and stared back. "How can you get so much nonsense when you eat your meal?"

"Oh." little brother Jiang looked timid and continued to bury his head in the basin.

She silently turned out the memory of the original owner.

It turns out that Jiang Xiaodi is a big stomach king. He can eat two bowls of noodles and four drawers of steamed bread at the age of three.

The older you get, the more you eat. Now he eats more by himself than the other three people in his family combined, even if he doesn't open his stomach.

Jiang's father and mother took him to see a doctor. The results showed that everything was normal.

In the end, it can only be settled.

However, for such a family that is not rich, "eat more" is equal to "spend more".

Jiang's father and mother have a pancake stand. They go out early and return late. Their monthly income is about 7000 yuan. Nearly half of them are spent on Jiang Chenxing's food, and the remaining half have to bear the tuition fees of their sister and brother and the daily expenses of their families. Naturally, there are fewer people who can give Jiang Fuyue.

The original owner's disgust with Jiang Xiaodi came from this.

"Full." she put down the bowl and put chopsticks.

Little brother Jiang looked at me with a look in his eyes... With expectation.

Jiang Fuyue silently looked at the few leftovers in the bowl and got up to leave.

After she left, Jiang Xiaodi happily dragged the bowl over and ate the few mouthfuls of rice with the rest of the dishes.

Suddenly satisfied!

However, doubts flashed in my eyes. In the past, I would rather pour out the leftovers in my sister's bowl than give them to him. How come today

He tucked his head into his collar and was quietly happy.

……

Jiang Fuyue stood in the bathroom and looked at herself reflected in the mirror.

What the hell is this non mainstream hairstyle?

Large bangs droop in front of his forehead, all his eyebrows are covered, and his eyes are beautiful. Unfortunately, he looks bald without eyebrows. The palm sized face was surrounded by two clumps of sideburns, plus the one on the forehead, like a horizontal frame under the word "mouth".

The ghost was so ugly that he cried.

"Jiang Chenxing, get a pair of scissors!"

In a quarter of an hour.

When Jiang Fuyue looked into the mirror again, she was stunned.

The girl has a delicate oval face with thick eyebrows and looks like autumn eyes. The peach blossom eyes are bright and beautiful.

The skin color is cold ivory white, which is more and more lined with cherry lips like Fei and cheeks like peach blossoms.

Seeing Jiang Xiaodi, she guessed that the original owner was not ugly, but she didn't expect to be such a beautiful woman!

The bright moon in the previous life is also beautiful, but because of congenital weakness, it has a little more disease gas and more delicate fiber. How can it be so ruddy, healthy and bright?

Jiang Xiaodi, who was sitting by the door, was stunned.

After graduating from junior high school, my sister cut bangs and covered her forehead. Her eyes were almost blocked. Her parents said they were not good-looking. He also felt ugly, but my sister liked it.

"How's it going?" Jiang Fuyue suddenly turned her head.

"Ah?" little brother Jiang was confused.

"Isn't it nice?"

"Good, good-looking."

"Speak up." a man should look like a man.

"Good looking -"

After roaring, little brother Jiang was stunned.

Jiang Fuyue walked past him and left a sentence lightly: "barely decent."

……

It's night. Everything is quiet.

Jiang Xiaodi has a regular work and rest. He is asleep now.

Jiang Fuyue lay on the lower bunk, her hands behind her head, and looked at the bed board.

Occasionally, little brother Jiang turned over and heard a creak, and she didn't blink.

I don't know how long it took, there was a faint sound in the living room.

"... be gentle and don't wake the child!" Han Yunru lowered her voice.

Jiangda closed the door gently: "OK, OK, I'll be gentle. Go and have a look at two small ones. I'll clean them up here..."

When the door was opened, Jiang Fuyue suddenly closed her eyes.

After a while, the thin blanket she half laid on her abdomen was pulled up by a gentle force and covered her chest.

"Good night, Yueyue."

It's a gentle voice.

……

the second day.

"Sister, get up..."

Jiang Fuyue sat up, put on her slippers and began to wash quickly.

Jiang Xiaodi stood by the bed and couldn't react.

Why didn't you lose your temper today? Hee hee... Secretly happy.

Jiangda and his wife had long gone out to set up a stall and left breakfast for their sister and brother on the stove. It was still hot.

At eight o'clock, Jiang Fuyue stepped on the early reading bell and walked into class 3, grade 2.