Reborn Revenge

Chapter 3

There are no coincidences in the world, so it's certain that Wilson will meet CIRI again after being reborn. This coincidence, however, came a little too quickly.

In the afternoon, the sun was scorching, and the boss inhumanly whisked a group of students out of the air-conditioned shop, bringing the value of cheap labour to the limit and making them hand out leaflets in the 37.8-degree heat.

Wilson spat harshly, handing out flyers, handing out a ghost. Ah, on such a hot day, customers are hiding at home to take a nap. Who will come to pick up these printed abstract flyers? Ah.

But not all of them. This is not. The mall door parked a private car. Wilson was happy to move forward. Looking at the inside, it is a family, but the people immediately left him dumbfounded.

Always in my heart is as bright as the noble posture of the moon, always as straight as a cold pine, and always is the cloud light that wants to ride the wind back to posture. It is rare to see him and people with anxious red eyes, but also rare to see him show care.CIRI, you once again showed up. Does it want me to eat alive? Killed a man and did not get arrested to go to jail, but instead of death, excited to go out on the street, and find the top sinner, right ......

Wilson bit his lips hard. The force of the pain directly made the lips crack out of blood. He thought about it, but still grabbed the flyer and followed CIRI with deliberate care, "Hello, may I ask if you need to see the bathroom?"

CIRI was wearing sunglasses.

The exaggerated two pieces of sunglasses covered his small face tightly, only revealing his thin chin. The alabaster-like skin was so good that people resented it, especially Wilson, who wanted to peel it off him.

"No, thanks." CIRI spat out faintly, striding forward.

So polite? Wilson bared his fangs. He didn't like it when CIRI was so polite. He always remembered CIRI's crazy look, the anger that killed him with a knife. Wilson persevered and pursued, "Guest, have you already installed the bathroom? What else do you need? Maybe your plumbing ......"

"No need," CIRI said politely again.

Speaking of which, Wilson suddenly froze. The place where he worked part-time was a renovated mall, which meant that only people who bought a new house or renovated house would come here, so CIRI came here, having bought a house. How many days has it been since he died ......Wilson laughed away. CIRI, you did it.

It was just a matter of killing me.

Before the corpse is cold, you joyfully bought a house and car, and now you have to prepare for decoration. Is it because you can't wait to move in with whoever is in such a hurry?

Wilson hand flyers scattered all over the ground. He was in no mood to pick them up. His heart had long been broken and unbearable, and he thought that he would not get more hurt. |The original heartbreak would also turn into dust ah ......

"Will! The boss is watching!" RON was anxious about what was wrong with him. One moment, he was dry and energetic, and the next moment, he threw the flyers all over the place.

"Excuse me, hold this for me. I'll get to it." Wilson removed the brocade from his body, handed all the flyers to RON, and chased after the man's distance.

"Hey, hey, Will! What the hell!"

Unable to hear, Wilson follows CIRI, eager to find out what he wants.

CIRI went into a wardrobe, looked at the wallpaper and cabinets, consulted with the owner and nodded. Then, choosing a piece of wallpaper with a warm colour, he said to the boss, "This is the one."

The boss immediately smiled: "Guest, you have pretty good eyes. This wallpaper was designed by XXXX, the workshop BLABLABLA ......"

CIRI nodded lightly, "This is the address. You call someone to measure it."

"Success, success."

Wilson pretended to look at the wallpaper, but his ears were perked up to listen carefully to their dialogue. There was the address! He must find a way to get CIRI's address.

Hiding in the corner, he watched CIRI swish down the address and push the door to leave before Wilson popped his head out and pretended to look at the address book without thinking.

"Boss, that guy's wallpaper just now. How does it count?" Wilson silently made a mental note and casually asked the boss.

Compared to CIRI, he was dressed in fashionable and expensive clothes. The student was just an ordinary lookalike and couldn't please the boss. Plus, he had just become a student.