The days when I was forced to be a magic stick

"Yan'er, wake up." The handsome boy gently pushed Yan An's shoulder.He didn't get a response, so he raised his voice and called out, "Yan'er?"

Xu Linyuan wondered, after removing the sheet and quilt from the bed, he found that the roommate who was packing just now had fallen asleep lying on the table. Isn't it so tiring just to pack a bag?

The dormitory of big B is for bed and desk. The other two local roommates packed up their things and left eagerly yesterday. The small dormitory looks a bit empty.

The body of the person lying on the table trembled, and Yan An suddenly opened his eyes.

He was short of breath, sweat was breaking out on his forehead, and he was lying on the table trembling slightly.Yan An's big reaction startled Xu Linyuan, who was on the side, hugged the bed sheet that almost fell to the floor, and asked with wide eyes, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Yan An tried his best to calm his breathing, sat up straight, not daring to meet his roommate's gaze, and lowered his eyes, "Mmm."Until now, the heartbeat is still violent, as if it is about to pop out of the throat.

"Scare me, you," Xu Linyuan hissed, but he didn't notice Yan An's abnormality. He is sometimes quite nervous.He rolled up the sheets in his hand, turned around and stuffed his buttocks into the suitcase on the ground, then slapped on his slippers and walked to the door, "I'll go to the roof to collect the clothes. If you're really tired, go to sleep on the bed."

Yan An, who was thinking about something, agreed casually, but he didn't listen to what Xu Linyuan said.

The half-hidden door was blown shut by the wind and made a loud bang, Yan An looked at the place where he had just passed, and the white case of the mobile phone lay there quietly with the black screen.

He was reborn a month ago, but in fact, Yan An didn't understand why he died at all.

This is the second day of his rebirth.

Ever since he found out that he was reborn, Yan An had been afraid to sleep, fearing that he would never wake up again once he closed his eyes.

That feeling of being trapped in the dark mire, consciously feeling the cold blade slashing on the chest.It is said to be a dream, but it feels too real. If it is said to have really happened, such a bizarre thing is too unbelievable.

His body has always been healthy except that he was weaker when he was a child. How could he be unable to control his body?

It's almost like being bewitched.

Before his rebirth, his work and rest had always been very good. This time, it was also because he stayed up all night without sleep, coupled with psychological pressure, that he fell asleep inadvertently after packing his luggage and sitting down to rest.

Touching his chest, the strong beating in his chest gave him a sense of reality.

Yan An clearly remembered the night before the incident, he suddenly woke up from the bed in the middle of the night, as if he was sleepwalking, and bought a ticket overnight to ride from his hometown to City B. His last memory was the crowd of people in front of him when he got off the bus , freeze into a still silent film.

Then there is the endless darkness, and a mysterious feeling that the body and soul are invaded and manipulated by foreign objects.

Thinking of this, he half-closed his eyes, a little thoughtful.It is not appropriate to say sleepwalking, he is very clear that he does not have the problem of sleepwalking, and at that time his mind was very clear, but he could not control his body at all.

Yan An thought that he had always been a gentle person, but no one remained indifferent after knowing that he might die from homicide.

Walking to the balcony, the midsummer sun shone on her body, but Yan An couldn't feel the warmth at all.Turning on the faucet, scooped up a handful of cold water and washed his face. The cold water temporarily calmed down his complicated thoughts.

There is a full-length mirror on the wall on the left hand side of the balcony. The person in the mirror is pale, his eyes are lifeless, the hair on his forehead is wet and stuck to his forehead, and his eyes are dark and scary.

He is obviously a man without femininity, but he has a somewhat decadent beauty.

Yan An knew that he was good-looking since he was a child, and when the neighbors saw him, they would stuff him with sweets with a smile, pinch his face by the way, and praise him for looking like a baby.When he grows up, people around him will say that he is spirited and upright.He boasted too much, and he didn't feel much when he heard it.

The person in the mirror has exquisite facial features and picturesque eyebrows. When he is not smiling, he is cool and cold, but when he smiles, he has an amazing gentleness, like a son of a family who has stepped out of a Chinese painting.

However, Yan An frowned at this time, a little dissatisfied with his state, and grandpa would definitely find something abnormal when he went back like this now.

He would definitely not let his death remain unclear, the cause of death would need to be investigated, and Yan An did not want to worry about his only relative.After all, grandpa is getting old.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Yan'er, open the door for me quickly, I don't have the key!" Accompanied by the violent knock on the door, Xu Linyuan's violent voice sounded outside the door.

Yan An could almost imagine that the other party was holding his clothes and knocking on the door, shouting at the top of his voice.

His thoughts were interrupted, and Yan An's expression eased.He patted his face to make his face less pale, then walked to the door and opened it.

Xu Linyuan froze in the air when he knocked on the door, "I thought you fell asleep again." As he walked in, he still kept teasing, joking about Yan An falling asleep just lying on the table.

Yan An didn't bother to answer, the more he talked to him, the more embarrassing he became, and he closed the door and followed behind him.

Leaning on the table, staring at Xu Linyuan packing his things, his thoughts flew to other places.

The mobile phone vibrated and vibrated on the table.

"You don't answer your phone?" Xu Linyuan, who was squatting on the ground to organize his suitcase, asked casually.

"Ok?"

"cell phone!"

Yan An's body froze, and he hurriedly picked up his phone and ran to the balcony.

Xu Yuanlin looked puzzled, as if the other party had fallen asleep and hadn't recovered yet.

Old Man Yan's angry voice came from the receiver, "An'an, when are you coming back?"

Looking at the sunlight covering half of the washstand, Yan An's eyes became hot, "The afternoon ticket arrives tomorrow."

"grandfather......"

"My dear grandson, what's the matter?"

Taking a deep breath, even though the person on the other side of the phone couldn't see, Yan An still showed a comforting smile and said, "It's okay."

The old man didn't hear the strange voice of his precious grandson, and said with some concern, "Hey, come back soon, Mr. An is afraid that something is wrong."

Yan An opened his eyes slightly.How is Mr. An?

"An'an?"

"Oh, okay, Grandpa. You have to pay attention to your health. Don't run outside all the time in such a hot day. What if you suffer from heat stroke? Our house is located in a remote place, and we don't usually see anyone. You fainted people know."

"Grandpa is in good health!" Grandpa Yan said pretending to be angry, but in fact, the concern for his grandson in his heart is very beneficial, "Okay, okay, how can you be more verbose than an old man like me when you are young, don't forget you have to stay at home during the holidays , hurry back."

"Okay, I haven't forgotten." Ever since he applied for schools in other provinces after the college entrance examination, his grandfather asked Yan An to stay at home during the summer vacation, as if he couldn't refuse.Yan An didn't ask the reason, but he also knew that Grandpa must be reluctant to part with him.

After chatting briefly about other things, Yan An hung up the phone, remembering the news he had just heard.

The Mr. An mentioned by my grandfather is an old Taoist priest in a nearby Taoist temple. That Taoist temple is not open to the public, and even the nearby residents do not know the existence of this Taoist temple.

When he was a child, he ran to the temple out of curiosity, and was scolded by the old Taoist priest when he was discovered. He has never been there since then.On the contrary, grandpa has a good relationship with this old Taoist priest, and he would go up the mountain to play chess and drink tea with others from time to time.

Occasionally, Yan An would see a valuable car parked at the foot of the mountain. When he mentioned it, his grandfather always told him not to ask more questions, and then changed the topic to other places.

Yan An didn't have much interest in this. Have you never eaten pork or seen a pig running?It's nothing more than fortune-telling and feng shui.Grandpa probably knew that he didn't believe this, and didn't want him to have prejudice against Mr. An.

Yan An really didn't believe it, but he also guessed that this Mr. An probably has some real skills, otherwise why would those people who are either rich or expensive come to this poor country to invite them?

He had little contact with this Mr. An, except for the time when he was discovered stealing, the only few times were when he was sick.

At that time, Yan An still thought that his grandfather believed in superstition by not taking him to the hospital when he was sick.In the end, when he recovered from his illness, he didn't know whether it was himself or Mr. An's credit.

But these are not the main points.

The point is, in Yan An's memory before his rebirth, until his death, Mr. An has been fine.

How this time...

Could it be the butterfly effect caused by his rebirth?

At that moment, Yan An even wondered whether his death had something to do with Mr. An, otherwise why in his previous life, Mr. An was fine when he was fine, and in this life, bad news about Mr. An came immediately after he was reborn?

No matter how you look at this situation, it looks like a backlash or something.In particular, Mr. An himself is engaged in the profession of talking about gods and gods.

"What are you thinking?" Xu Rulin stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Yan An's eyes.

Yan An came back to his senses, and found that the person who was supposed to be packing his things also ran to the balcony at some point, waving his hand in front of him like a beckoning cat.Open it.

Xu Linyuan was not angry with him either, he touched his chin, his handsome and ruffian face insisted on putting on an unfathomable look, and said thoughtfully, "You have been in a trance since Ah Meng and Ouyang came home yesterday afternoon. In a daze, Yan'er, tell my brother," he put his arms around Yan An's neck, moved closer and winked, "Which one are you looking at? Brother help you chase."

The corner of Yan An's mouth twitched.Ah Meng and Ouyang are the other two people in the dormitory. Their full names are Meng Yunzhou and Ouyang Xun. Like Xu Linyuan, they usually call them Xu Dalin and Da Xu.Putting the mobile phone that went black at some point in his pocket, he pulled the hand around his neck, "Don't help me, keep it for yourself."

As he said that, he also looked at Xu Linyuan's face, and said quite seriously, "You have committed a crime recently, so seize the opportunity."