It was very late at night, on the second floor of Ji's villa, Ji Siming was still at his desk comparing sales data and perfecting his proposal.

In the quiet room, the black ballpoint pen moved quickly across the paper, making a slight rustling sound.

When the hour hand reached twelve, Ji Siming yawned and finally stopped writing.

"Go here first."

The handsome guy with a hint of exhaustion muttered to himself, then began to tidy up the things on the table, preparing to rest.

He put the cap on the pen and put the notebook in the desk for easy access at any time.

There are also cups that have been used to drink coffee, and they should also be washed.

Ji Siming quickly cleaned up his desk, thinking about what to do next, but his eyes were attracted by the photos one after another.

That is a family portrait that their family takes almost every year. There is a family portrait, he and his father, mother, and their brother and sister.

Some of those photos are on the bookshelf, and some are on his desktop.

There was warmth everywhere in the house, and the corners of Ji Siming's mouth couldn't help curling up. He reached out and took the photo with his sister, and looked at it carefully.

This must have been taken when he was nine years old.

Yes, look at his silly little sister who loves beauty, wearing a big red cashmere coat and two braids.

"Ah."

Ji Siming chuckled, and was about to put down the photo, when his head was heavy, and he fell directly on the floor with the photo frame.

Dreamland, Qingcheng.

Forestry Bureau staff dormitory, in the corridor of Unit [-].

Ji Sitong was wearing a red cashmere coat, and whispered to Ji Siming who was pulling her, "Brother, mom said you can't go out to play."

"Don't be afraid, my mother is cooking in the kitchen, and grandma is also going to pick up my brother and the others. I don't know that we have gone out. It doesn't matter. I will go back in a while. They don't even know."

Ji Sitong: "Will there be bad people downstairs? Dad came back in the afternoon and said that there are bad people outside, so let's not go anywhere and stay at home."

Ji Siming, who was wearing a heavy school uniform, said with a smile: "We went to the canteen downstairs, and we didn't want to go out. Sister, you don't know, I just came back from school and found a new kaleidoscope in the canteen. My brother bought you one this time. good-looking."

"Really?"

Ji Sitong immediately forgot what his parents said, and the two dolls trotted all the way to the canteen next to the reception room.

It was the time to go home from school, and there were several big and small children in school uniforms in the canteen.

Noisily, they all gathered around the counter to watch the new kaleidoscope.

Ji Siming squeezed in through the gap, watched and snatched together with those people, and finally bought a satisfactory one, paid the money quickly, and took it out to find his sister, but the sister disappeared.

"Sister, sister..."

At the beginning, Ji Siming had no idea that things would develop in an unexpected direction. He just thought that his sister might have gone to play with some little girl. He went around looking for her in the community, and when he met a familiar friend, he would ask her. I asked others, but it was a pity that I didn't get the information of my sister.

Ji Siming finally panicked now, he thought of his sister saying that there were bad guys down there.

At this time, he saw his mother's pale face and ran over in panic.

"Siming, where's your sister?"

younger sister……

"I lost it..."

The kaleidoscope tightly held in his hand fell to the ground with a "snap", like Ji Siming's heart, falling heavily into the abyss.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but a thought suddenly popped up in his mind, his sister was kidnapped!
Yes, kidnapped.

Ji Siming's heart was so sore and stuffy, surrounded by a suffocating sadness.

He saw his nine-year-old self running away, following his mother to find someone in the community, and the kaleidoscope that fell on the ground was also abandoned by "he".

And all of this in the dream, like a movie of that era, was played back in front of him frame by frame.

Ji Siming looked down at himself. He looked 19 years old, wearing a light gray thin sweater and off-white slacks. He remembered that he was tidying up his desk and getting ready for bed, and then dreamed without warning.

No, it's not without warning, when he met Han Mo today, he told himself about his last life, almost all related to Sitong.

Is it because of Han Mo, so is he dreaming?

There must be a relationship, but this dream, his intuition told him, was real, not a figment of his subconscious mind.

The things in it all happened in the real world, but not in the world he is in now.

Ji Siming doesn't want to dream, he doesn't want to, he doesn't want to dream at all.

Because all kinds of imagery show that that is not a good thing, which will make him accept a very, very painful memory.

However, he couldn't control all of this, and he couldn't escape from this dream.

Ji Siming stood there in a daze until the scene changed.

When he came to the hospital, he saw the nine-year-old himself kneeling in front of his mother to admit his mistake, saying that he should not take his sister downstairs, and "he" was wrong.

Mom hugged "him" and didn't blame "him".

But he knew that this child could not forgive himself.

During the days when his father and sister were in the hospital, "he" would come over every day, and the innocence on his face was gone, replaced by deepness, worry, and a touch of hostility.

Ji Sitong, who was originally innocent and lively, has also changed. The kidnapping case has left a lot of psychological shadow on her. In the first few days, she dared not be alone, even for 2 minutes.

This incident changed everyone around him.

"Ji Siming" heard his mother's suppressed crying in his father's ward, and saw his sister staring at her hand in a daze.

The nine-year-old "he" stood downstairs in the hospital, in the heavy rain, for half an hour, until his grandma and brother came to find him.

"Siming, it's not your fault, it's really not your fault, don't put shackles on yourself. The fault is that bad guy..."

Sun Yin hugged "him" and persuaded "him".

But this matter has affected this child, especially when "he" saw his father groping in the yard with a crutch, and his sister couldn't play the piano she liked, "he" would think of those gloomy days .

Although the people around me seem to have adapted to the moment and accepted it all.

However, he couldn't, he couldn't forget it, and he kept blaming himself.

Ji Siming saw that nine-year-old child grow up with such a state of mind, "his" grades are still excellent, and this has not changed.

However, "he" has a group of people around him, the second generation of the company's executives, the sons of his father's comrades-in-arms.

In fact, in reality, Ji Siming also had contact with those people, but except for a few sons with similar interests and similar personalities, his relationship with other people was only superficial, and he didn't have much contact with others.

But in this dream, that "Ji Siming" never refuses anyone, no matter good or bad, because he himself has become a person who is both good and evil.

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