Chapter 1287: Things are not

Just at the stall where Wei Sheng was about to get up, a black Mercedes-Benz S slowly parked on the side of the road, the door opened, and a man in a suit and leather shoes walked out of the driving seat. He was particularly eye-catching. Hook nose.
The man is handsome and neatly dressed.
But this is not the reason to attract Wei Sheng.
"Liu Jianren?" Wei Sheng murmured, just as the man walked around the front of the car and walked in front of her, he immediately turned to look at Wei Sheng.
Liu Jianren stood there and looked at this "crazy woman" sitting on the ground with messy clothes and loose hair. Did he hear it right? She called her name?
After looking at it carefully, Liu Jianren realized that he didn't know this woman, so he had to wring his brows and walk around to the back seat of the car and open the door.
A man of about fifty years old walked out of the door, wearing a white blue checked shirt with a crocodile leather bag under his arm, and the man wandered into the restaurant.
The afterglow of the setting sun seemed a bit dazzling at this moment.
Liu Jianren immediately followed the man and stepped into the hotel. Obviously his current identity is the driver or assistant of the man in his fifty-year-old man.
I remember that the grandfather of Liu Jianren in the last life was the secretary of Hutai County. I am afraid that he has already retired this year. And the Tiger Cannery run by his father, Wei Sheng knew that since 14 years, he had already withdrawn from the stage of history.
A turning point in fate.
Wei Sheng jumped up, her sore bones seemed to rattle, causing her to take a breath of air-conditioning, but she didn't care so much, so she followed Liu Jianren into the store there.
The man who was grilling skewers opened his mouth and called, "Hello! Hello? You stop..."
"Let me wash my face." Wei Sheng's figure has jumped into the store.
When Liu Jianren heard the sound, he stopped and looked back at Wei Sheng. He saw the woman walking straight past him towards the restroom in the store.
The man who grilled the skewers hesitated for a moment, and without blocking his mouth, he put a handful of raw skewers on the charcoal fire that had just been red.
The meat is fragrant.
Wei Sheng stood in front of the bathroom mirror, looking at himself in the mirror with a disheveled hair.
What I wore when I arrived in the Yungas Mountains was just a shirt. At the moment, the white shirt was stained and even a little run-down. My hair was dirty and messy as if it hadn't been washed for a long time. It was curled and glued together. Jeans on my knees. The light blue color was gone, but it was dirty and old as if it was washed white.
What is certain is that he has returned to his previous life. Because it has been seven years since he was reborn in 1998, and the world has also passed seven years, Cyril should still stay with Hawking in Cambridge, England, to cooperate with the experiment there.
In fact, after the experiment was over, little Cyril must have discovered his disappearance, so the old Cyril here should have also received the news.
She washed her face, revealing a fairly fair face, and what made her stunned was that her appearance at the moment did not age as she imagined, and her face did look closer to her later generations, but those who grew older were here. It didn't seem obvious on Zhang's face.
Wei Sheng suddenly touched his trouser pocket again, it, the wallet was in his bag when he slept last night, and he was not on his body. Otherwise, even if the 2005 banknotes are now unusable, they can at least be exchanged in the bank, maybe even. As a collection of coins sold more than ten years ago.
When Liu Jianren walked into the bathroom, he saw the figure standing in front of the mirror with a frowning face. He frowned and rubbed shoulders with Wei Sheng and walked towards the men's room.
"Liu Jianren." The woman in front of the mirror suddenly spoke.