I have been reborn, why do I still need to work?

Chapter 138 Door to Door

Jin Miaomiao wondered: "Oh, interesting. If you drag me to death together, can you still call me 'consummation'?"

Song Wei leaned close to the tip of her nose and whispered: "Isn't it perfect for us to live and die together?"

Jin Miaomiao pushed his face away: "Who wants to live and die with you!"

Song Wei laughed softly.

Jin Miaomiao wiped away her thoughts, turned around, looked at Song Wei and said seriously: "Xiao Yijie and I... have a very deep past. Things between us are quite complicated. He has given me a lot of help, and he has also given me a lot of help." He once risked his life for me. To be honest, he is very important in my heart. You should have discovered today that he is a special person, right?"

Song Wei nodded: "Even fools can see it."

Jin Miaomiao ignored his teasing and continued: "Although I don't know the reason yet, it seems that the relationship between him and me is not limited to this life."

Song Weiyi had a question mark on his face: "This life? Are you talking about the 'human world'?"

Jin Miaomiao: "Yes. The life of the human world, the life of reincarnation. It sounds mysterious. I haven't figured out what the principle is. Originally, I thought I would study it with him after I finish all these things. , but now..."

Song Wei: "Now that you two have broken up, I can't even ask if I want to."

The fire alarm outside the door screamed wildly, and the fire sprinklers in the room began to spray water.

The short-lived spark fell to the ground and disappeared.

The water like heavy rain extinguished the sparks Xiao Yijie had controlled in the sky, and the starry sky disappeared, replaced by an endless rainy night.

All her belongings were moved to Yongchun Garden that time, which was also the room opposite his door.

In the past, they ate together, slept together, raised cats together, and complained about all kinds of gossip in the company.

He raised his hand, not letting the sparks fall, but letting them float in the air.

Jin Miaomiao: "That's not true..."

I don’t know why, but what was originally a heart-to-heart confession turned into two childish ghosts chasing each other.

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After Xiao Yijie left the Song family's domain, he returned to the apartment where he once lived with Jin Miaomiao.

Jin Miaomiao held the back of her head with both hands and shouted loudly: "Are you a child? Why are you pulling people's hair!"

Song Wei: "It has developed to the point where we are talking about marriage, which means it didn't work out in the end."

Jin Miaomiao: "That's enough for you! How should I answer this question? Can I not save anyone? Didn't you say we will die together? You two should go together! I'll stay and be beautiful alone!"

Jin Miaomiao curled her lips and continued the topic: "In that 'previous life', Xiao Yijie and I had reached the stage of discussing marriage."

He tried his best to hug them, but in the end they all turned into quicksand and disappeared from his fingers.

In the haze, all the past events replayed scene by scene like a movie.

Song Wei laughed out loud: "You poisonous woman!"

Song Wei knew that no matter how much he argued with Jin Miaomiao today, he would never get the answer he wanted. He pulled Jin Miaomiao's hair and said, "Let's go, there are still a lot of things to deal with when we get back."

Is that the damn Spider-Man showing up?

Song Wei pulled again: "I'll pull, and if you don't leave, I'll pull again!"

Jin Miaomiao: "Thank you for the compliment!"

Maybe it was because he had exerted too much strength today, or maybe because the water column above his head was too strong, Xiao Yijie felt top-heavy and weak.

Xiao's power had basically been restored. At this time, the video doorbell at the door of Jin Miaomiao's room detected someone and lit up. The blue light from the screen shone on his pale face, like a ghost.

His pupils were still recorded in her door lock. With a click, the door lock opened and he walked in.

Song Wei: "It happened in that life and has nothing to do with you now."

Jin Miaomiao was furious and chased after him: "Song Wei, stop!"

Xiao Yijie lay on the floor of the empty living room, staring at the space teleportation system above his head in a daze.

The room was empty.

Or going on a business trip to Tuoba Family?

Song Wei: "You have memorized the plot of a novel. Are you related to the characters in this novel?"

But Xiao Yijie felt that this was the place that truly belonged to them.

Once, he hoped that the days would continue unchanged until they grew old together.

He didn't struggle, simply closed his eyes, and allowed the dizziness to swallow up his body and soul bit by bit, sucking him into the endless abyss like a whirlpool.

Song Wei: "This is over. You are you and she is her. Just because you have her memory does not mean that you are her. Don't put so many shackles on yourself. Just ask yourself, if he and I must die, Who are you saving?"

His statement actually coincides with that of Baoshu Tiandi.

Jin Miaomiao: "The human heart is made of flesh, and I am not a robot. Those memories are just like my own. They exist alive in my brain. How can I say they have nothing to do with me?"

Jin Miaomiao: "This is different from reading a novel. One is someone else's story, and the other is my own story, and it has my own face."

The devices that I tried my best to build like a fool now look like a joke.

A little bit of brilliance, just like the bright starry sky seen in Jin Miaomiao's book world that night.

After a few consecutive clicks, the teleportation system began to spray sparks continuously.

Jin Miaomiao said sadly: "Some bad things happened. Due to some external pressure, it really didn't work out in the end."

When did things start to gradually become what they are today?

As he spoke, he made a face at Jin Miaomiao, and then ran out.

He stroked again, and there was another spark.

Xiao Yijie raised his hand and made a vague stroke in the air, and the teleportation system made a tingling sound and sparks appeared.

Song Wei: "Are you an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years? As Jin Miaomiao, have you personally experienced those things? Does having the same face prove that it is you?"

The doors of the two rooms faced each other, just like he and she now, facing each other but never being able to intersect.

Xiao Yijie did not hide away. He closed his eyes and lay on his back, letting the water jets hit him continuously, as if this could wash away all the love and hate in his heart and all the memories in his mind.

The person next to him is sometimes Jin Miaomiao, sometimes Kong Qingqiu, and sometimes the simple peasant woman named Qin Wan.

Xiao Yijie looked at everything broken in front of him and finally realized that he couldn't grasp anything...

"Miaomiao, you are free. From now on, whether you live or die is no longer relevant to me."

"Qingqiu, we missed it after all. It seems that no matter how hard I try, I can't keep you. It seems that no matter how hard I try, our final outcome will be separation."

"Wan'er, I owe you what I owe you, so I think I'll pay you back..."