Chapter 3 Rebirth at Eighteen

"It's so cold..." She murmured in a low voice.

Pfft, suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of her eyes, and a coat dyed with the smell of smoke and blood covered her body.

An icy cold voice came from not far away.

"If it's cold, just make do with clothes..."

Lan Xiao trembled and looked at the source of the voice in disbelief.

There was a dark man sitting in the corner. He was leaning against the muddy wall covering his belly. Appears extremely bright.

Lan Xiao grabbed her jacket and sat up suddenly.

She moved quickly to the man's side, approached his face, and stared at his facial features with big black eyes.

"Are you Wen Muchu?"

"What? Do you want to play any new tricks again?" the man snorted coldly.

Lan Xiao heard the familiar voice again and burst into tears.

She couldn't control it and grabbed his hand.

Like an electric shock, the man shook off her hand almost subconsciously.

"What do you want? I saved your life, you won't bite back and say that I tried to force a girl to fuck you, right?" The words of a strong girl made Lan Xiao's heart tremble, and she suddenly remembered She had experienced a situation many years ago.

Back then, in this gloomy alley, her clothes were torn with scars, and she woke up with her eyes open.

Seeing him beside her, she didn't even think about giving him a slap in the face, calling him shameless and despicable, bastard.

I didn't listen to any of his explanations at all, and I didn't want to see him again.

Later, Lou Yucheng rushed over with someone, picked her up and left, and instructed the bodyguard beside him to send Wen Muchu to the prison and let him accept legal punishment.

After that night, she never saw Wen Muchu again.

For more than ten years, she hadn't heard from him again, but every night, she would have nightmares, dreaming of him, day after day, year after year.

Until one day, Wen Muchu reappeared in front of her with the halo of President Wen Zhihuai's long-lost only son and the youngest military officer in the military region.

It's a pity that she was as stupid as a pig, and she actually listened to Lou Yucheng's words and believed that Wen Muchu was the murderer of her family. So she forced Wen Muchu to a dead end step by step and killed him with her own hands.

She really wanted to slap herself hard.

How could she be so stupid, so stupid?

Wait, everything in front of me is so familiar.

Could she be reborn, back to the age of eighteen?

She suppressed the stormy waves in her heart and clenched her fist tightly. If this was a dream, then she hoped to never wake up.

Did everything start over again?

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Lan Xiao moved her buttocks and got closer to Wen Muchu.

The smell of tobacco on her coat made her feel so unreal.

At this moment, she was no longer afraid, because Wen Muchu was by her side.

"Wen Muchu..." She endured the warmth of her eyes and called out his name in a hoarse voice.

"..." He didn't answer.

She continued to shout, "Wen Muchu..."

"..."

"Wen Muchu..."

The name contained her guilt and remorse, and she shouted heartily.

She killed him and cost him his life. In this life, she will do her best to be good to him.

"Wen Muchu..."

The cold finger sticks to her forehead: "No fever..."