There was no trace of a beautiful woman in the dim bedroom, only his violent gasping echoed around, and the street lights on the street projected into the glass window, reflecting his lonely figure.

Ling Yichen spread his hands, and his white and slender hands were no longer blood or sticky, but his heart was even more painful. He clenched his fists tightly, the veins on the back of his hand swelled up, and he screamed in pain.

"Xiao Lan...I'm sorry, I'm late..."

He beat himself up with great remorse, but the man couldn't hear it.

When the plane crashed and fell into the sea, he was reborn in the man named Ling Yichen.

A thousand miles away, she jumped down and died.

When he woke up from his ‘coma’, all he received was news of her death.

Now, when I saw her in my dream again, my longing not only did not decrease, but it became stronger and hotter and painful.

"Xiao Lan, you said you were coming to find me, but where are you now?" Ling Yichen looked at the air without hesitation and murmured.

......

In different places in the same city, An Lan woke up from her dream, looked at the gray sky outside the window, and then stared at a daze for a moment before lifting the quilt and getting out of bed to wash.

She has been living in Lan Xin's body for several months and she has completely adapted.

It’s just that this body is too weak, so she developed the habit of getting up early and exercising.

Unfortunately, the running road was being repaired recently, so after she inquired, she learned that the crew's shooting venue was rented specifically for the actors to exercise.

When An Lan arrived at the gym, it was still early, and there was no one left. She walked into the locker room with a familiarity, changed her clothes, and walked towards the equipment room.

As soon as she walked halfway, she heard a crackling sound. She raised her eyebrows in confusion. It seemed that the sound was coming from the squash room. Who would it be?

Twisting his head, An Lan walked towards the squash room with a little curiosity.

There are walls on three sides of the squash room, and only the door is glass.

At this time, the lights in the squash room were bright, and a tall figure waved the racket and headed towards the racket with force.

Crack, the ball hit the wall and ejected back, and its speed and force should not be underestimated.

The person who played the ball happened to be splashed into his eyes by a drop of sweat. When he lowered his head to wipe the sweat, the ball was coming quickly.

Ling Yichen's ears moved, and his body ducked slightly toward the side. The racket waved out a swift sound of wind, and the racket was racquetted again.

"nice shot!"

The sudden cheers shocked Ling Yichen's body. He turned around to look at the person who came. His handsome face was flushed after exercise, which added a little sunshine.

An Lan pushed open the door and walked in, smiled and said, "I didn't mean to bother you, I just heard the movement and came over to see, you were hitting well."

Ling Yichen nodded lightly, and there was not much smile on his cold face.

Since he woke up from his dream, he couldn't sleep. He drove here unconsciously and used evaporation of sweat to vent his boredom.

Seeing that he seemed reluctant to say more, An Lan did not stop much, shrugged and opened the door and prepared to leave. The person behind him asked.

"Can you fight?"

She didn't turn around, but just glanced at him slightly, with a proud smile on the corner of her lips, and replied: "Of course."

"Are you interested in fighting?"

"Okay, today I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman. Whoever loses will treat you?" An Lan blinked slyly, turned around and picked up the squash and threw it up and down a few times, "It's starting!"

Hula, the squash flashed through the air, and then a white figure was light and agile. He waved the racket first and hit the ball back, turned around and threw a slightly provocative look at Ling Yichen.

Ling Yichen looked at her smiling face, and after losing consciousness, he calmed down and followed.

The two of them went back and forth, An Lan's strength was no worse than Ling Yichen, and they were equally matched.

An Lan rarely met a powerful opponent. She was having a lot of fun in the fight. She didn't pay attention to the fact that she stepped on the air and threw her back in an exclaim.

The expected pain did not come, her wide eyes reflected a handsome face. She subconsciously held her breath and looked at the man in front of her. She suddenly remembered another person in her mind. Their eyes were so similar and familiar.

Ling Yichen hugged her, and the two of them said nothing, only the familiarity and throbbing that surged into their hearts when their eyes met.

Her charming eyes were filled with water vapor, like a lost kitten, and every move in the blink of an eye touched his heart.

Suddenly, he remembered An Lan in his dream last night, and his heart moved, and he couldn't help but bend down slightly.

Looking at her handsome face getting closer and closer, An Lan could not move as if she was fixed. The flushing on her cheeks became deeper and deeper. She gently bit her lower lip, and her mind was blank.

Before the four lips met, a muffled bang broke the atmosphere. The bounced back squash hit Ling Yichen's back. He suddenly came to his senses and let An Lan go.

Hu. Anlan stood up straight, quietly breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head a little embarrassedly, said in a hurry that I would leave first, and left him with a departing back.

Ling Yichen stood there watching her leave behind, with a faint sense of loss flashing in his eyes.

If he can be reborn, what about An Lan?

Has she been reborn, and who has she become now?
Chapter completed!