When falling into the whirlpool, Ran Qiu felt dizzy and his consciousness gradually faded.
When he regained consciousness, Ran Qiu found that everything around him had changed.
He found himself in a completely unfamiliar villa.
The villa was decorated in a grand style and had good lighting. The warm sunlight filled the entire house and even covered him.
Ran Qiu is not afraid of the sun, but he doesn't like it very much now.
The feeling of sunlight passing through his body made him feel uncomfortable.
"What is this place?"
Ran Qiu murmured softly, wandering around the villa in a daze.
He quite liked the decoration style of the villa, which was in line with his aesthetic taste, but he really didn't know where this was?
He wanted to float away and leave here.
But just as he reached the door, he seemed to have touched an invisible barrier and was bounced back.
After trying several times, hostility surged in Ran Qiu's eyes.
He found that he couldn't leave here at all.
Can't leave.
He could only continue to explore the villa.
When he floated to the second floor, he saw a young man guarding a small cradle. He held the cradle with one hand and a child's toy with the other, gently coaxing the little ball lying inside.
The moment he saw this figure, Ran Qiu was stunned for a moment, and inexplicably felt that this figure was very familiar.
He subconsciously floated over and took a closer look, only to be shocked to find that the man had a face exactly like his own.
Ran Qiu floated in front of him again in astonishment, carefully looking at the face that was almost identical to his own.
"Plastic surgery?"
He was confused.
But even if they had plastic surgery, they shouldn't look this similar.
And how could someone have plastic surgery to look like me?
But Ran Qiu couldn't find any other answer for a moment, so she just surrounded herself with this man who was almost the same as herself.
Facing a face with the same facial features as your own.
This feeling was novel to Ran Qiu, and his eyes flashed with strong interest.
He's more like his younger self.
His facial features were relaxed, his face was full of tenderness, and there was not a trace of hostility in his body.
Unlike what he pretended to be, Ran Qiu could see that the younger self in front of him was truly clean.
There must not be any dirt or filth on his hands.
Otherwise his eyes wouldn't be so clear.
Ran Qiu looked at the clean self in front of him for a few seconds, and a hint of disgust appeared in his eyes.
He hated himself for being so clean.
He looked at the villa again, and his mood was even more indescribable.
If I'm not mistaken, this should be another house of my own.
His house is a thousand times better than where I live.
Although he had been active in the underworld for more than ten years and had many subordinates, he had never lived in such a spacious and bright place.
Sometimes he would spend the night in a crowded casino, or in a brothel full of lights and wine, or in his hidden and dark "home".
Thinking of that "home", Ran Qiu let out a self-deprecating sneer from the tip of his nose.
I remember the TV host describing them as bedbugs and rats in the gutter. Actually, she was not wrong. People who work in this industry do live in the gutter.
For example, he would live in an underground base buried deep underground.
Because he has done so many bad things, he dare not show his face.
Only underground can bring a sense of security to these desperate people.
The other villa I own is clean and bright.
Obviously he made clean money.
Different from myself.
After Ran Qiu realized that his other self couldn't see him, he became more bold.
Especially after knowing that this is another home of mine, I feel more at ease.
It’s all yours anyway.
He wandered around the villa, looking around the whole villa.
I even opened every room to check.
He had become quite bored since he became a ghost.
Then, he found photos of Dabao and others in a room.
In the photo, they still look like children, about ten years old. They smile brightly and sunny, and stand out among a group of blond-haired and blue-eyed peers.
Ran Qiu saw that they were all wearing the same clothes with a uniform logo on their chests. They should be school uniforms.
Are they classmates with these foreigners?
Seeing this scene, his head buzzed.
I recalled the appearance of Dabao and the others in my memory.
They had followed him since they were young, living in poverty and not having enough to eat, and they almost starved to death on the streets with him.
For them, the biggest goal is to have enough food to eat and survive.
They had never been to school and could only barely recognize how to read, but he took time out to teach them one by one.
When they were in their teens, they had already followed him to help transport goods, and they lived in fear every day.
When they are teenagers, their eyes are no longer bright.
They look nothing like the ones in this photo.
But the people in the photo clearly have the same facial features as them.
It's just that they are obviously living a good life. All three of them have rosy complexions and healthy baby fat on their faces. You can see their youthful vitality just from one photo.
“It’s really different, isn’t it?”
Ran Qiu stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Dabao, Erbao and Sanya, who appeared in the photo and looked completely different from his memory.
But his outstretched hand easily passed through the photo and hit nothing.
His expression was stiff, and he gave a sarcastic smile.
"Forget that you are a ghost now."
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