Chapter 17

Feng Rui frowned imperceptibly, suppressing the lingering strange feeling in his heart, he turned and walked towards his car: "Xiaocheng, let's go."

He made a gesture of beating someone with his hands, and raised his beautiful little eyebrows in the distance: "Little thief, you can fool Aunt Liu, but you can't fool me!" After saying this, he followed Feng Rui with a thud. , ran to the car.

Sitting in the front seat of the car, Liu Shuyan shook her head with a wry smile. Boys in their teens are just the age for advocating force.

She picked up the three pencil cases from the seat, handed them to Feng Rui and Xiang Cheng respectively, and smiled gently: "I finally got it, you two each have one. Xiang Cheng, bring another one to your sister, it's all right." Study hard."

The eyes of the two children lit up, and Xiang Cheng took it without any shyness, and said sweetly, "Thank you, Auntie."

Going to this Lao Shizi English remedial class with Brother Rui these days, I am so bored, if it is not because he can follow Brother Rui, he is not interested in coming.

However, among the students in the class, there were indeed quite a few of them showing off with this newly popular gold pen, which made him feel a little greedy looking at it.

"Mom, isn't it already out of stock?" Feng Rui took off the golden pen cap and examined it calmly, with a little adult look on his little face.

The introverted nib shape of the gold pen is very comfortable to look at. Unlike foreign famous pens, most of which expose the entire nib, which is domineering and flamboyant. Showing a little bit, I have to say, is very in line with Chinese aesthetics.

Liu Shuyan pointed backwards casually: "That kid just knocked on my car window and sold it to me."

Xiang Cheng was taken aback: "What, is that a small vendor? Then is this genuine product?"

He suddenly scratched his head again, and said embarrassedly: "Auntie, I am not saying that the gold pen is not good, I really like it!"

He happily compared his gold pen with Feng Rui's: "It's a pair!"

Feng Rui said indifferently: "For the time being, there will be no fakes of this kind of thing. Instead of thinking about making imitations, it's better to use the funds to fight for being a hero's agent now."

"Brother Rui, you are amazing." Xiang Cheng looked at him with admiration.

"He will talk about wars on paper." Liu Shuyan smiled reproachfully, "Look at that kid, he knows how to seize business opportunities at a young age, buy low and sell high."

Feng Rui said disapprovingly: "I'm talking about business. If you allow me to use my New Year's money account, I'll find someone to discuss the agency if I'm confident."

After thinking for a while, he said seriously, "This one won't lose money, and the probability of making a profit is almost 100%."

Liu Shuyan glanced at her son with a smile. Her husband's business is so big. She is also a girl who graduated from a prestigious school. Under her influence, she has a good judgment on business opportunities, and she naturally agrees with her son's views from the bottom of her heart.

But she agreed, and she still had a smile on her lips: "That can't be done, of course your task now is to study."

Xiang Cheng couldn't bear it anymore, and quietly asked Feng Rui, "Brother Rui, that little beggar just wanted to take your jade pendant, why did you help him hide it?"

Feng Rui said indifferently: "He just touched it, poor boy, he hasn't seen anything good."

He was playing with the gold pen absently, and couldn't help but feel a twitch in his heart. He turned his head and looked behind.

Not long after their car started, sure enough, the weird boy was still standing there, and as their crown car drove further and further, the motionless figure gradually turned into a small black spot.

He is watching them.

Although it was already so far apart, such thoughts floated up in Feng Rui's heart uncontrollably.

... The last ray of the setting sun faded quietly, and the temperature was extremely low in the evening of the cold winter months. But Qiu Mingquan shrugged his shoulders, feeling icy cold.

His eyes were full of the boy's face.

The CEO Feng who fell down the high building together with him led him to bump into him when he was young without warning.

But what about the original soul, why did it disappear without warning?

Is that jade pendant and the one in this time and space merged into one? Or did it mean that Feng Rui's remnant soul had found himself and returned to his original body? ...

There was a lonely, sour pain in his heart, and his thin and long fingers clutched his chest blankly.

Suddenly, he trembled all over, as if struck by lightning!

"What's going on? What happened just now?" A familiar voice sounded, confused and innocent.

Qiu Mingquan suddenly lowered his head, looked at the pendant that reappeared on his chest quietly exuding the brilliance of beautiful jade, and took a few wild breaths!

"You, you..." He stammered, he didn't know whether it was because he was excited, or because he was choked by the cold air, "Where were you just now! How did you come out now?!"

"How do I know." The adult version of President Feng was obviously very confused and anxious.

When he saw the Crown car in his memory from a distance, he was conscious. At that time, his heartbeat missed half a beat.

It was a new Japanese crown that his family had just replaced in 1988. In my memory, every evening, my mother would ask the driver to come here at this time, waiting for him and his childhood Xiangcheng.

At that time, the two of them were attending a private foreign teacher's English class together. At this time, they would come out almost together and go home by car.

Until the car window was slowly rolled down, he looked at his young mother, his heart was shaking, but soon, there was a bang, and he lost any sense.

It's like sinking in some kind of time void, without light or sound, unable to make a sound, unable to feel the passage of time, and completely lost contact with Qiu Mingquan. ...

Fortunately, this situation didn't last for too long, and before he knew it, he returned to his original state, but he was completely unaware of anything that happened during this period!

Qiu Mingquan felt like he was listening to heavenly scriptures, he just felt that his brain was not enough, and Feng Rui's madness was not much better than him.

Jade disappeared out of thin air, and now reappeared completely without warning? ...What the hell is going on!

After questioning the details just now, Feng Rui finally guessed: "Let's speculate on the time, when I lost consciousness, it should be when I appeared near you when I was a child."

Qiu Mingquan thought for a while: "Yes, when I was talking to your mother, you were walking from a distance."

"So, the only possibility is that my soul, who has traveled back, cannot coexist with my childhood self." Feng Rui pondered.

After a pause, he denied again: "We already exist at the same time. Actually, we shouldn't be able to appear in close spaces."

Qiu Mingquan listened in a daze: "Huh?"

Feng Rui has slowly sorted out the context: "In this time and space, I probably only recognize the young me - after all, his existence conforms to the laws of time and space."

Qiu Mingquan thought about it, and had to admit that it made sense.

Feng Rui smiled wryly: "I've been thinking hard, since I've come back and didn't occupy my own body, then what is the relationship between the young me in this world and me?"

This is a paradox.

It should be this ancestral jade pendant that can accommodate the existence of this paradox. A magic weapon of space, a treasure box of time? Portable space? ...

But no matter what, he couldn't go back to his body!

Once it coincides with his own living space when he was a child, his remnant soul from the future will automatically disappear, like a lonely ghost who deserves to be suppressed.

All of a sudden, President Feng actually developed a feeling of jealousy towards his past self.

These days, what he secretly thinks about is that he can meet his past self again, maybe the two will merge into one, and live a new life just like this lucky Qiu Mingquan.

That's why he secretly lured Qiu Mingquan to come here, and didn't even dare to tell him in advance.

But now, all hopes have come to naught, and the facts gave him a plausible but maddening answer.

If the young self lived his life, and he could only survive in this imprisoned state of wandering soul, what's the point of such a life?

Qiu Mingquan couldn't hear Feng Rui's voice for a long time, and couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

He nervously held the jade pendant on his chest, ah, it's still there.

Feng Rui said weakly: "Don't touch me, I can only be with you in my life."

His previous life must have been too smooth, so he lost all his blessings for the rest of his life. So from now on, I can only feel at ease as the personal nanny and assistant minister of this stupid little migrant worker.

When Qiu Mingquan returned to his bed in seventy or eighty years, he would have no choice but to go to the crematorium with him. ...

President Feng who had just finished being jealous of himself began to feel sorry for himself again.

It might as well be a thunderbolt and split this piece of jade, maybe he can be reincarnated earlier - he thought resentfully.

Just when he was thinking this way, Qiu Mingquan suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "Hey, it was fine just now, why...?"

The wind suddenly picked up, and the sky was still clear during the day, but suddenly dark clouds covered the sky, and it was pitch black.

A silvery-white lightning flashed like an angry dragon, flashing through the sky, winding down like antlers and dead branches, and slashing straight in front of them! A big tree ahead was struck by lightning, and a thick branch snapped and fell off.

Mr. President, who was still complaining just now, suddenly shut up.

Damn...he had countless mudslide-like curses pouring out of his heart.

Don't say anything. Saying too much is also tears!

In this world where the immortality of the soul, reincarnation, and distortion of time and space can all happen, he now has no doubt that if he complains a few words to the sky, the sky will unceremoniously strike him with a lightning strike.

——He doesn't, wants to, die!

Even if it's just a remnant soul, he still wants to live!

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