Nanzhi was awakened by the choking.
She scrambled out of the bathtub, only to step in the splashed foam, and then...
Jiang Qingyan was looking at the latest financial newspaper in front of the French windows when he suddenly heard something fall to the ground from the bathroom.
He narrowed his eyes, got up and strode into the bathroom, where he saw Nanzhi sitting on the floor, soaking wet.
He knelt down to help her up: "Zhizhi, are you hurt anywhere?"
Nan Zhi was still covered in foam. She sat awkwardly on the ground, her bottom aching from the fall. She wanted to stand up, but looking at Jiang Qingyan in front of her, she could only bend her knees and hug herself tightly.
"Jiang Qingyan, close your eyes."
Jiang Qingyan obediently closed his eyes.
Nan Zhi hadn't noticed anything different about Jiang Qingyan yet. She gently rubbed her bottom as she got up from the floor, wanting to go back to the bathtub to wash again, but she forgot that there were still bubbles on the floor.
So, he slipped and fell straight into the bathtub.
Looking at the sturdy bathtub, Nanzhi was already prepared for disfigurement.
Unexpectedly, a hand grabbed her and pulled her back into a warm embrace.
Nanzhi lay in that man's arms, the foam on her body soaking his black shirt.
The water stains on her chest seemed to open the door to abstinence, tempting people to peek into the spring scenery.
Nanzhi instinctively looked away, struggling to escape from his embrace.
Unfortunately, they were imprisoned and unable to move even a fraction of an inch.
The man hooked her chin and caressed it tenderly, saying, "Don't move, Zhizhi."
Nanzhi froze for a moment.
His long, slender index finger touched her lips, gently pinching them, a gesture that sparked the imagination.
He smiled and whispered in her ear, "You still have a lot of foam on you, so wet and slippery. If you move any further, I won't be able to hold you anymore."
The whispers in her ear, tinged with a tender chuckle, were impossible to ignore; a subtle atmosphere seemed to permeate the air.
Especially the four words "so wet and so slippery," he seemed to hold them between his lips, speaking them with a myriad of turns and tender sentiments.
Nan Zhi couldn't understand when the man who blushed when she teased him had become so fierce.
His gaze was so deep, like a whirlpool, drawing people in and making them fall into it.
As he leaned down and brought his lips close to hers, she blinked, feeling her heart race.
Everything that followed was truly out of reason.
The two had an unspeakable encounter in the bathroom.
It wasn't until Nan Zhi regained some clarity that she realized something was wrong.
She stared in shock at his legs, which had somehow healed.
Your legs?
"alright."
When will it be ready?
“…Just now.” Jiang Qingyan kissed her soft lips, “I heard your voice and got so excited that I got up and came in.”
Nanzhi was overjoyed and hugged him tightly, saying, "That's wonderful."
The man wrapped his arms around her waist, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe. "Do you prefer me standing or sitting?"
"Huh?" Nanzhi looked at him in confusion.
She quickly understood what it meant.
Standing up definitely makes you more powerful!
Nanzhi almost fainted that night.
Afterwards, he washed her clean, kissed the corner of her lips, and looked at her affectionately: "Zhizhi, don't tell anyone that my leg is healed for now, okay?"
"……Why?"
"Because I wanted to give them a surprise."
"Oh, whatever you want." Nanzhi hugged his waist and fell asleep contentedly.
Nanzhi rested at home for more than a month, and Xiao Kai called her several times.
They've all been blocked by Nanzhi.
But he would always call from a different number.
Later, Nan Zhi finally gave up and replied directly, "Xiao Kai, our relationship was all a transaction before. I don't like you, so stop bothering me."
After saying that, she blocked the number.
In the past month or so, Nanzhi's wounds have fully healed, except for some unsightly scars, which can be faded with laser surgery.
Jiang Qingyan accompanied Nanzhi to the laser treatment.
Nam Gyi tends to sleep more when traveling by car.
She leaned back in her chair and began to doze off, but before she could fall asleep, she heard a loud rubbing sound.
Nanzhi opened her eyes, looked blank for two seconds, and then saw a gold sports car rushing towards her from the right front.
The person in the car was none other than Xiao Kai.
He seemed to have drunk some alcohol; his cheeks and eyes were very red, and he rammed straight into their car.
Nanzhi was sitting in the back seat of the passenger seat, directly facing the direction from which the sports car crashed.
The driver was a man.
He tried to brake and rush through, but there was a river in front of him, and if they went in, all three of them would die.
There's a flower bed on the side; if you throw it over there, there might still be a chance to save it.
Humans are naturally inclined to protect themselves, so the driver instinctively jerked the steering wheel, trying to shake off the sports car.
However, this maneuver will inevitably shift Nanzhi's seating position to the front of the sports car.
Just as the sports car sped towards them like a madman, Jiang Qingyan, who was sitting next to Nanzhi, suddenly moved.
He turned to the side and pulled Nanzhi into his arms.
Just then, the sports car came hurtling towards them.
A violent impact rang out, glass shattered into pieces, and Nan Zhi was thrown into a dizzying daze.
At this moment, everything seems so distant.
Nan Zhi watched as Jiang Qingyan shielded her with his body; his face was pale, as if he were about to disappear.
But he still smiled at her and told her, "Zhizhi, don't be afraid, I will always protect you."
She seemed to be choked up, unable to utter a single word.
She looked at her own body and shouted at the person, "Jiang Qingyan, Jiang Qingyan..."
Her body was so light that it seemed she was no longer in the midst of it.
Nan Zhi felt no pain at all; she watched Xiao Kai drive away like a bystander.
The driver was hit on the head by the deployed airbag and bled profusely.
Seeing Jiang Qingyan's back covered in blood from broken glass, and watching him being lifted onto a stretcher by medical staff.
As the Jiang family members arrived at the hospital one after another.
The doctor said regretfully to the Jiang family, "I'm sorry, we've done our best, but the patient's injuries are just too severe."
At the same time, she also saw herself screaming from the depths of her heart.
"Jiang Qingyan, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'm the one who hurt you..."
Snap—
Nanzhi watched as Jiang's mother angrily slapped her to the ground.
"You jinx, you jinx! You ruined my son! You owe me my son's life!"
Jiang Yuling: "Nanzhi, it's all your fault that my brother was hurt, it's all your fault..."
The Jiang family wanted nothing more than to beat her to death.
Seeing this scene, Nan Zhi finally realized that the one kneeling on the ground crying was not her.
It is the original owner.
It was the original owner's consciousness that sprang out. She could only stay quietly trapped in the original owner's body, watching this scene and accepting the memories the original owner had lost.
The memories she previously received were those of the original owner after her suicide.
Incomplete.
There was a memory that the original owner had forgotten.
That means Jiang Qingyan died because of the original owner of this body.
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