dognovel Chapter 534 Unexpected Identity
Chapter 534 Unexpected Identity
Lin Ci'an suddenly opened his eyes in a suffocating state, and warm water immediately rushed into his nasal cavity. He propped up his body reflexively, causing a splash of water.
The bathroom was filled with the familiar scent of incense, and fine water droplets condensed on the mirror.
This is his bathroom. His and Guo Mingjie's wedding room.
"Cough cough cough--" Lin Ci'an lay on the edge of the bathtub and coughed violently, his fingers tightly clasping the edge of the ceramic.
When he looked up, he saw a young and unfamiliar face reflected in the mirror - no sickly look, no bruises from long-term injections of painkillers, and no hideous scar extending from the collarbone to the jaw.
The phone vibrated on the shelf next to it, and the screen lit up:
Mingjie: Honey, something urgent happened at the company tonight, so you have to eat dinner by yourself.
Lin Ci'an's pupils suddenly contracted. He remembered this news very clearly - it was the beginning of his suspicion that Guo Mingjie had cheated on him.
With shaking fingers, he opened the album and the latest photo showed the date of April 2023, 4. It was the 18nd day of his "marriage" with Guo Mingjie. It was three months and seven days before his death in the previous life.
"I'm reborn..." Lin Ci'an murmured in a low voice, and suddenly bit his wrist hard.
The pain and the oozing blood confirmed that this was not a dream.
Memories of past lives came flooding back: the rage when Guo Mingjie was found to have an affair with Chu Ziyu, the "accidental" car accident during the divorce proceedings, the gradually failing organs in the hospital...
The last person to appear in the ward was Chu Ziyu with tears in her eyes, holding his hand and apologizing continuously.
Lin Ci'an pulled the bathrobe over his body and walked barefoot on the marble floor.
The cold touch went straight from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He needed this stimulation to stay awake.
On the dressing table was their wedding photo taken just last week. In the photo, Guo Mingjie was hugging his waist, with a smile as perfect as a mannequin.
Although this marriage is just a formality, at least the appearance of respect should be maintained. Guo Mingjie actually...
The phone vibrated again, just like in the previous life, a MMS was sent from an unfamiliar number. When I clicked it, a high-definition photo appeared: On the big bed in the hotel, Guo Mingjie was pressing down on a thin young man.
Half of the man's face was covered by his arm, revealing only a pair of wet almond-shaped eyes with slightly red corners.
Chu Ziyu.
Lin Ci'an's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Even in this unbearable scene, the young man still has a strange sense of purity, like a piece of white jade forced into a quagmire.
"Same timeline as the previous life..."
Feeling his heart throbbing, he slapped himself in the face.
Lin Ci'an sneered, but his fingers uncontrollably magnified Chu Ziyu's face in the photo. Then he slapped himself in the face.
"Lin Ci'an, ah Lin Ci'an, she died because of him, but she still can't let him go."
The throbbing feeling I felt when I first met him resurfaced, intertwining with the death scene in my memory, forming a stinging mixture of love and hate.
The bathroom was filled with white mist. When Chu Ziyu opened his eyes, warm water was flowing down his back, splashing on the tiles.
He looked down at his hands—long and white, but with several old wounds on the knuckles. The water rushed over a small cinnabar-colored mole on the inside of his wrist, like a drop of blood that could never be washed away.
The voice of System 6872 sounded, "Boss, this identity is a little bit immoral."
Before Chu Ziyu could speak.
6872 seemed to be chased away, "Memory transfer begins."