Chapter 3: Rebirth eighteen years old

"It's cold..." She couldn't help whispering.
Puff, suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of her, and a coat stained with heavy smoke and blood was covering her body.
An icy voice came from not far away.
"If it's cold, just put it on first..."
Lan Xiao trembled and looked at the sound source in disbelief.
There was a dark person sitting in the corner. He clutched his belly and leaned against the muddy wall. His face was blurry. Those dark and shiny eyes were under the dark, invisible night sky. It looks extremely bright.
Lan Xiao grabbed his coat and suddenly sat up.
She moved quickly to the person's side, leaned close to his face, opened her eyes, and stared at his facial features.
"Are you Wen Muchu?"
"What? Do you want to play any new tricks?" The man snorted coldly.
Lan Xiao heard the familiar voice again, tears burst into his eyes.
She didn't control it, and grabbed his hand.
The man seemed to be electrocuted, almost subconsciously, and threw away her hand.
"What do you want to do? I saved your life. You won't have to bite back, saying that I tried to make a strong girl who did you?" The words "Qiang" dry made Lan Xiao's heart trembled, and she suddenly remembered The scene she experienced many years ago.
Back then, in this cold alley, she woke up with her eyes open and her clothes were torn torn.
Seeing him by her side, she slapped him without even thinking about it, yelling at him for being shameless and despicable, bastard.
He didn't listen to any explanation at all, and didn't want to see him again.
Later, Lou Yucheng rushed over with someone, picked her up and left, and ordered the bodyguard beside him to send Wen Muchu to jail so that he would accept legal sanctions.
After this night, she never saw Wen Muchu again.
For more than ten years, she had never heard from him again, but every night she would have nightmares and dreams of him, year after year, day after day.
Until, one day, Wen Muchu reappeared in front of her under the aura of President Wen Zhihuai's long-lost only son and the youngest major general in the military region.
It's a pity that she is as stupid as a pig, so she would have listened to Lou Yucheng's words and determined that Wen Muchu was the murderer of her family. So she pushed Wen Muchu to death step by step and killed him by herself.
She really wanted to slap herself severely.
How could she be so stupid, so stupid?
Wait, everything in front of me is so familiar.
Is she...reborn, back to the year she was eighteen?
She pressed down the stormy sea in her heart and clenched her fists tightly. If this is a dream, then she hopes that she will never wake up.
Has everything started again?

Lan Xiao moved his and moved closer to Wen Muchu.
Smelling the tobacco on her coat, she felt that everything was so unreal.
At this moment, she was not afraid, because Wen Muchu was by her side.
"Wen Mu Chu..." She endured the warmth in her eyes and called his name dumbly.
"..." He didn't respond.
She continued to shout: "Wen Muchu..."
"..."
"Wen Muchu..."
This name contained her guilt and regret, and she screamed so badly.
She killed him and killed him. In this life, she will do her best to treat him well.
"Wen Muchu..."
Cold fingertips pressed her forehead: "No fever..."