I really don't want to be reborn

In the magnificent private rooms of Jianye International Hotel, a group of well-dressed men and women were toasting and exchanging drinks, their faces turning red and their ears turning red. Mr. Chen, please take better care of your future business Mr. Chen, I'll offer you another toast. Feel free, I'll do it Mr. Chen, I wish you abundant wealth and prosperity in the future The protagonist at the banquet is named Chen Hansheng, and he is usually associated with toasting or flattery. I don't know which woman is so lucky to marry a man like Mr. Chen A woman with a flushed face picked up her glass and said coquettishly. Chen Hansheng, who is 35 years old, is at the peak of a man's energy, experience, and abilities. His social status gives him a relaxed attitude, and coupled with his impressive speech, it is common for him to attract the attention of women. Miss Zhang doesn't know yet, Mr. Chen hasn't gotten married yet. He's the real Diamond King Lao Wu, "someone immediately started singing along. That must be because Mr. Chen has too high an eye for us rouge and vulgar powder The woman smiled and replied, then handed over a business card with both hands. As her gaze flowed, water dripped out and she said softly, "Mr. Chen has a big business, but he also needs to find a balance between family and career Chen Hansheng politely took the business card, but the moment they touched, he suddenly felt an itch in his palm. It turned out that Miss Zhang had reached out her index finger and gently slid it in his palm, then gazed at him affectionately. Chen Hansheng chuckled and sat down calmly. After the social gathering, most of the people at the table became intoxicated. As the beautiful woman surnamed Zhang left, she gave Chen Hansheng a reluctant glance. Chen Hansheng understood and made a gesture to make a phone call, and then she showed her face and laughed. The subordinate walked over and said, "Mr. Chen, I'll take you back No need Chen Hansheng waved his hand and said, "I bought a new house in the opposite community. I can drive it back by myself, which is less than 100 meters away After the subordinates left, Chen Hansheng slowly walked back to the tiger car, leaning back on the leather seat with deep fatigue on his face. After every social gathering, besides having a stomach full of alcohol, my mood is always inexplicably suppressed, and there is even a sense of helplessness and emptiness. People in the martial arts world are beyond their control. Huh Chen Hansheng exhaled heavily with a murky breath. If he used money to evaluate happiness in a vulgar way, he was already happier than most people and should not complain too much. When Chen Hansheng turned on the car stereo, fastened his seat belt, and was about to start it, he suddenly felt a hard object in his pocket. It turned out to be the business card of the beautiful Miss Zhang from the social event. Zhang Mingrong, the name is pretty good Chen Hansheng smiled and lightly flicked his exquisite business card, which slid along an arc in the night and fell to the ground. Then the Land Rover tires mercilessly crushed it over. The adult world of fame and fortune is always full of playing tricks, whoever takes it seriously is a fool. In the Land Rover car, the melody of 'Five Hundred Miles from Home' drifts back and forth. If you miss the train I'm on If you cross with my train You will know that I am gone You will know that I have gone far away from home You can hear the whistle blow You can hear it growling and screaming A hundred miles Leave a hundred miles away The lyrics of this song are far from Chen Hansheng's current life, but the artistic conception deeply infects him, frequently using numerals and repetition techniques to express the hardships of life's journey. Throughout history, both in China and abroad, people who have left their hometowns to seek a living may be wealthy or impoverished, but regardless of whether they are wealthy or poor, the sorrow of separation in their hearts will never fade away. It's been a long time since I last saw my parents. Why don't we go see them all night With this thought in mind, under the influence of the aftertaste of foreign wine, Chen Hansheng instinctively turned the steering wheel. Suddenly, a dazzling white light shone from the side, and with a loud bang, Chen Hansheng knew nothing. Hansheng, wake up quickly, the bus is about to stop In a daze, Chen Hansheng was awakened by a voice. When he opened his eyes, he saw dazzling sunlight, and his head was stung by the pain of alcohol. Damn it, we must not drink so much alcohol next time Chen Hansheng frowned and cursed. Yesterday was the last class gathering in high school, and everyone had a lot to drink. Besides, it's okay if you're feeling down in love and get drunk The speaker is a young man around 17 or 18 years old, with a slightly chubby figure and dark skin. He grinned and said, "I have advised you not to confess your feelings to Xiao Rongyu for a long time. You insist on trying it out while the college entrance examination is over. What was the result You're just a ghost who died in vain because you like her so much After the black fat man finished gloating, he saw Chen Hansheng's eyes staring straight at him, and he was a little unhappy: "Saying a few bad things about Xiao Rongyu makes you angry We were playmates who grew up together, and you and she were only high school classmates for three years. I suggest treating last night's events as a memory and letting them drift away with the wind Watching him keep nagging, Chen Hansheng couldn't help but interrupt, "Who are you Me The young man's face first turned from surprise to anger. When the car arrived, he picked up Chen Hansheng, who was struggling, and got off the car, loudly saying, "Heartbreak is not amnesia. I'm your good brother Wang Zibo. Will you forget that your name is Chen Hansheng Wang Zibo Chen Hansheng does have a good friend named Wang Zibo, but he is currently not in China. Isn't Wang Zibo in Iraq Chen Hansheng from Dog Day, are you cursing me to die early Chen Hansheng didn't speak this time because he was staring blankly at the reflective glass on the bus stop, which also reflected a teenager, familiar but unfamiliar, with a little furry beard on his mouth. The sky is blue and cloudless, the road is still muddy, and the flying dust raised can be seen clearly in the sunshine one by one. The barber shop on the roadside is playing high pitched loudspeakers recklessly. Accompany you to watch the meteor shower fall on this earth, let your tears fall on my shoulders Combining the scene in front of him with the songs playing in the streets and alleys, Chen Hansheng suddenly felt a bit dizzy. This clich é d scene happened to him, and his stomach suddenly churned again. Chen Hansheng couldn't help but walk to the roadside and vomit. Wang Zibo didn't mind either. He walked over and patted his back to comfort him, saying, "Just spit it out After spitting out everything in his stomach, Chen Hansheng gradually regained consciousness, and Wang Zibo's current image finally overlapped with his memory. Where are we going now? "Chen Hansheng raised his head with difficulty. Go to school to get the admission letter Now it's not surprising that Wang Zibo is just a friend. His unusual behavior comes from last night's love confession, which had an beginning but no end. Speaking of this, Chen Hansheng really remembered when he went to school with Wang Zibo to get the admission letter. He was a regular second tier university student, while Wang Zibo was a first tier university student. This year is not 2019, it is 2002.